So I thought I'd better update...again. So much for updating regularly!

Anyway, a *lot* has been going on recently, this may be rather long...unless I just skim over things...hmm...

Right, well, Strictly Come Sixth Form rocked BIG TIME! Me, Em, Hayley, Caz and Jon kicked ass!!! If you'll excuse the Americanism. Yeah, we were really good, despite only rehearsing a couple of times, and the first time we performed with Jon was, er, on stage...but it went well, thank God! We decided to sing without microphones cos Vicky'd had some trouble with them before us, so we belted it out! And got a massive round of applause! Ever since then people have been coming up to us saying "Wow, I didn't know you could sing!" and saying how good it was!  The finale was the Timewarp, which me, Em, Steph, Hannah, Jenni and Vicky were in with the "senior staff", it was so fun!

Went to see Adam a few weekedns ago, it was really fun but I was ill, me, Dad and Alicia all felt/were sick on the Saturday, but were fine a couple of hours later! Was annoying but at least I wasn't ill all the time I was there.

He came to stay last weekend too, which was fun! Squee!

Can't remember much about the last few weeks, rehearsals have been getting more and more frequent, we have one tomorrow from 9.30am, which means I have to get up early. On a Sunday. Meh. Ah well, it should be quite fun, I got Em to test me on all my words today and I knew them all! Woo! Although the same can't be said for the rest of the cast...not mentioning any names though. Ah well, hopefully the realisation that it's a week on Monday til we do the first performance to an audience. I repeat. A WEEK ON MONDAY. Dear lord. At least I have my costume all done, I just need to figure out exactly what I'm doing with my hair. It should be really good (the performance I mean, not my hair you fool), as long as people focus. FOCUS! Ah too many capitals.

Was ill again last week...same kinda thing as last time, with the random pain just under the bottom of my ribs, with asthma playing up again...very annoying, specially cos I missed a rehearsal on Wednesday. I've stocked up with vitamins though, so fingers crossed they start workin soon!

Today me and Em went to Bullring in B'ham, kinda looking for Leavers Ball dresses, kinda just shopping! Was good, but very busy, and we got so pissed off on the train on the way home. There was a group of Asian (Indian, to be precise) men sitting in front of us, and a random guy from Stoke (I think) sitting on the same table as two of them. Anyway, he'd been drinking a bit, and started talking to the two guys sitting opposite him. Well, he started by holding out his hand and saying "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm not racist." Which people don't tend to say if they're not racist! So me n Em started listening a bit closer, cos it seemed a bit dodgy. So this guy started asking how long they'd been in England, and if they spoke English (?!) and about marriage and kids and work and things, which wasn't too bad, although he didn't seem to shut up...So anyway, he then kinda half closed his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep, so the guys in front of us started talking to each other in Indian. Which isn't a problem, is it? Well, this guy seemed to think it was. All of a sudden he snapped and started saying:
***WARNING: swearing coming up***
"Stop taking the piss, stop taking the piss out of my country, you're in fucking England, speak fucking English you cunt, it's England show a bit of respect don't take the piss out of me, stop talking about me, you cunts, you fucking four-eyed speccy cunt, yeah you, stop taking the piss, for Christ's sake, stop taking the piss, it's England, show a bit of respect."
***Swearing over***
And he carried on shouting this and he actually whacked one of the poor guys round the head and shouting down his ear. Me and Em were absolutely furious, I had to physically stop myself from shouting at him, cos the way he was I didn't want to get hit or shouted at myself. The entire coach was quiet, with just this bloke shouting in the middle of it, til some random girl - I say girl, young woman - said loudly "Excuse me, sir, could you stop that, come here please". Now I thought it was the conductor, but she was just a random girl, but she started talking to him and trying to calm him down and when we got off we overheard her saying "just cos you hate someone doesn't mean you should show it" and him saying "but I don't hate them, I don't know what happened, I'm not a nutter" and her saying "well, what you did was a bit of a nutty-man type thing to do, wasn't it?" etc. Oh, and another girl went off and told the conductor and she made sure everyone was ok when we got off. Anyway, back with the Asian guys, they were kinda quiet, but one had turned round and smiled at us before it all kicked off, and he turned round and started talking to us, and when we got off (they got off at Uttox with us), we were talking to him again, saying how unacceptable it was, and he said sorry for speaking in Indian and we were like "Don't apologise! It's him that should be apologising!". He was really nice, he was saying how some of them had only come over to visit and the rest had only been there 6 months and some of them couldn't actually speak English, and that they weren't talking about this guy anyway! Oh it makes me so angry, it's totally unacceptable. I mean, it's like beating this guy up if he went to France and didn't speak French! Totally stupid. GRAH GROWL ANNOYANCE!!! I'm still fuming and it was hours ago.

ANGER!!!

Right. I can't remember much else from the last few weeks, I can barely remember what I did yesterday! Anyway, better go and sleep...rehearsal tomorrow...I have carrot batons for lunch...fun!

Toodle pip.

and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more, hit the road Jack, and don't you come back no more...

Is the song currently stuck in my head, and the song me, Em n Hayley are singing in Strictly Come Sixth Form next Wednesday, with Caz playing piano n Jon BM saxophoning...ah we need to practice.

Anyway, yeah, thought I'd update, cos it's been a while!

Half term was...half term, nothing particularly interesting. Blaaah. I didn't do anywhere near enough homework, so I have an absolute mountain to tackle. Meh. A heap of english coursework, deadline 10th March...sociology essay (theory n methods) in for tomora, sociology essay (something else) in for Monday...performance studies commentary in for tomora...but at least i've done that one! Woo! So, I suppose I should go n do some work...

Leavers Ball's coming along great though, I've been emailling photographers, so hopefully we'll get someone good but cheap! And we've booked the hotel, just need a £500 deposit which I think we get back...and we're gonna start selling tickets soon! Yay! I really want a dress from Debenhams for the ball, but it's kinda calf length and I want a long one...but the Debenhams one is white with black lave over the top n it's reeeeally pretty and me wants! Now! Aaah!

Oh, and I might be getting a car! Cat Malkin's selling hers, it's a Ford Fiesta, purple, 3 doors, 8 months MOT, 6 moths tax, and £750! Woop!

Anyway, I'm gonna pop off n try n do some work...I'm goin down to Shrewsbury to see Adam on Saturday, which'll be fab! Squee!

So, toodle pep for now!

Aaaah it's been so long since I last blogged! And so much has happened! So most of this will be rather brief.

First, I'm no longer in pain! Woo! Whether it means my nasty friends have gone or not, who knows. But I don't hurt anymore!

Er, had interview at Exeter on 30th and 31st, went well but was really tiring...apparently I'll hear around the first week of March whether they want me or not...

Then...ah yes! My BIRTHDAY!!!   and also I passed my driving test!!! Squeeee!!! On the same day!!!  How cool?! However...I was slightly disappointed by the lack of presents from my friends...not even a card...cos apparently the organisation had been crap. I did feel a bit, I dunno, miffed I guess cos it's only happened once before with Tp's shoes and at least we had a card for him! But I did get a balloon.  Went out with Mum, Dad, Alicia, Nana, David, Granny and Grandad in the evening to the Italian near the old cinema. They gave us a bottle of Asti on the house, woo!

Then...Friday night went to Brum for QYT Reps Induction evening, had pizza yummmm, and Saturday was the committee meeting, which wasn't bad but slightly boring, and I had an evil headache bordering on migraine towards the end, but got some ibuprofen from B'ham New St and it soon disappeared.

Saturday evening I went out with Em, Tp, Olly, Katie, Katie, Kat and Hayley to Bella Italia in Stafford, had lots of wine and laughed a lot, then me n Em danced round her house listening to v loud music cos her parents were away! Twas so fun!

And this week. Had interview at Dartington yesterday (Thursday) so we went down on Wednesday cos had to be there at 10 yesterday and it would've been silly ahving to get up at 4 in the morning...stayed at the Royal Castle Hotel in Dartmouth, not bad, went out Weds evenin which was nice.

And today...not much if I'm honest...performance studies was fun...started initial ideas for our student devised piece....OH YEAH!!! Miss Ewing decided that the small groups weren't working so she moved them all around so I'm with Em, Tp, Haz and Meg now so WOOOOO!!!! I can get a good mark!!!

Anyway, yes, half term now, think I'm just gonna sleep all week, I'm that tired...oh, and do all the homework and coursework due in...meeeep.

So, toodle pep (pip!) for now!

I'm still in pain after at least a week of the same thing. Apparently I've got three small blood clots in my lungs, pulmonary embolisms/emboli/whatever. The only thing I can do is take painkillers and get lots of rest, apparently.

What fun. I don't like being ill, but I get ill a lot. Growl.

On a lighter (ha) note, Elliot was on the phone last night. He called me heartless, cruel and purely nasty, for how I've been treating him over the last few months. How dare he call me heartless and cruel and nasty? I did nothing but protect him and take orders from him basically for over a year, he was a controlling bastard who made me feel guilty when I wanted to do something my way, or dress in what I wanted, or control how much time I was on the phone to him for. I had enough, so I tried to end it, he thought we were on a piggin break, I give up with that boy I really do, I'll be glad when he goes to Uni. Yeah, I used to love him, but that changed a long time ago, practically a year ago when I got a tongue-lashing for sitting by my BEST FRIEND who happened to be a guy! I mean, if I can't even sit by my best male friend, then that aint exactly a good relationship is it. Hence the splitting up-ness (eventually). Mum and dad won't let me answer the phone to him any more, and I'm glad to be honest. If he phones the house phone they're gonna answer and say I'm not available, and I'll just ignore my mobile. It's gonna be easier said than done, but you know, maybe he'll get the message then?

I really give up with men, everyone I've ever liked has hurt me in some way, and a lot of the time it's because I like this same person, or someone else doesn't like this person. And it's always the same. And I don't know what to do about him anymore. I don't know how he feels, I certainly know how I feel, but I don't know whether I should be feeling this way because of everything that's happened and the random signals I get from him, or whether I should try and find someone else, but then there's the chance it'll just happen again and I'll end up wanting this other guy again, like has happened at lest twice before. It's just a vicious circle and I don't know what to do.

Gosh, it's been over a week since I last blogged....how time flies when....you're not having fun.

This week I've been ill. I had to go to Burton hospital on Tuesday for a couple of random test things, like blood tests, asthma-type inhaler puffy jobbies...I dunno, I was meant to get the results on Friday at least, but nothing yet.
From Wednesday on I've also been dodgy, had pain under my right ribs, on my left side, down my left shoulder, past shoulderblades, cough etc. Went to the doctor, she put me on steroids cos she doesn't know what's up. 6 a day, fun fun. At once. Anyway, they run out tomorrow, woo yay. Still in quite a bit of pain now though...

Anyway, can't really remember much about this week, partly cos I've been ill, partly cos I've been avoiding thinking. Too much is going on at once. Oh, did go and see Great Expectations in Stratford on Tuesday evening, was great fun cos me, Olly, Em, Tp n Katie went, so had fun on the coach! Olly n Tp were singin along to Olly's iPod, and me n Em were joining in without actually being able to hear the music...we did get some strange looks....Olly n Em stayed at mine afterwards, didn't go to bed til 1.30, although we didn't get back til just gone 12. Me n Em were talking in my room til bout 2 too, so we were all shattered in the morning. Mrs Powis went to Prague early on Wednesday mornin, so I txtd Tp to make sure he was up and said we all wanted to go back to bed, to which the reply was "yes, i'm up lol, and i wanna go back to bed too!". Larks. Oh, Great Expectations was really good by the way...v good indeed.

Friday morning I had a Sociology module exam, power and politics, oh what fun. Wasn't too bad, but I don't know how well I did...suppose we'll find out in March time...Friday afternoon we were put into groups in Performance Studies, this is for our major, worth about 40% of our overall A-Level grade...that we're gonna be working on for practically the rest of the year..........originally we'd said two groups of 5, but then decided two groups of three and one four. Anyway, I was put with Scott and Grace...Grace I can handle, Scott I can't. I'm in every piggin lesson with him, and we tend to argue a bit too. Em Tp n Harriet are with Megan in the four, and they really want me to swap with Meg, and so do I, cos then our group would be so cool! But I kinda feel guilty leavin Grace with Scott and Megan...Ideally Grace and Pam would be together. See the problem I have is it was randomly split up, like names out of a hat...literally. Oh I'm so cross. I'm gonna see if Meg will swap with me, cos she can work with anyone really, she's just so ditsy! And to top it all off, I went into work on Friday to buy a jumper I'd saved (note, I'd saved it)...and they'd piggin sold it. I was so cross, the only size left is piggin 18-20, and I'm not 18-20!!!

<<sigh>>

Anyway, yesterday was my last day at work, I was training Mel and Fiona all day, cos they've got the two Saturday jobs. Quite fun, but I was really aching at the end of the day. As a leaving present they gave me...£20 of vouchers. Woolworths vouchers! Not even Peacocks vouchers! Humph! Ah well, not too bad, could be B&Q vouchers I guess...that'd be worse...

Yesterday was also Caz's 18th party at the White Horse, quite a good night, but Tp got really drunk and disappeared off into Paul's car where he'd been gettin high (Paul that is) and was just acting generally weird. But he eventually started acting normal drunk not weird drunk, and we were all dancing around. Unfortunately they cracked down on ID and underage selling of alcohol, so that was a bit silly, but we managed to get alcohol nonetheless! I had two dancing buddies too, Sam and Craig, just kinda dancing round with them, arms round each other, tango-ing, Cha-Cha-ing, you name it! Was rather fun really!

After it all ended we went outside, and tried to prop Tp up, cos he was kinda sobering up, but falling asleep at the same time. Quite funny I guess. Anyway, me, Em n Olly ended up staying at Tp's last night, cos he was drunk and lonely, cos his mother's still in Prague! Was quite fun, we were talking bout such random things, Tp sobered up quite quickly really! Crashed on sofas again, woke up this morning, took Olly back to Alton, went to school and did the animals, then me Tp n Em went to Tesco for a nice big breakfast, so fun! Then finally got dropped off back home.

Confusion/anger/jealousy/worry reigned supreme last night. Dammit. Oh I give up.

I have the most evil nasty icky cold ever. But I've stocked up on a big box of Kleenex Balsam, so it's not as bad as it could be!

Anyway, when did I last bloggety blog? Ah yes, Monday. So, since then...not much has happened really!

Today was Katie's last day at work...I have to wrok tomorrow and next Saturday then that's IT! Yay! No more work for me-e, no more work for me-e!

Had a bit of a low day yesterday, I'm not sure why...probably a combination of not feeling v well, prospect of exam on Friday, guys bein confusing, not having enough sleep. Know what I mean?

Anyway, I received confirmation yesterday of my next driving test...2nd February. Yes, that is indeed my birthday. And my 18th, nonetheless. At 8.40 in the morning, when everyone's going to school and work! Aw naff. Actually, my forst was at 8.20 and it wasn't too bad really. It does mean I've gotta get up early though...growl! Ah well, it could be a v good birthday present!

Right, I'm off for now, methinks a nice long bath might help my cold...possibly...