Vampires pretending to be humans pretending to be vampires ... How avant-garde!

Since my last post was tetris-based, I feel I should continue the theme.  About a minute ago I was disappointed and depressed because none of my constitutional law was making any sense and I have an essay due in tomorrow on it.  I took the high road and played tetris on facebook.  And I beat Sam : ).  Turns out that I was unaware of the utility of the spacebar in facebook tetris.  Apparently I was the only one not to get the memo...

Anyway, my life is entirely filled with work at the moment, in an attempt to get ahead.  Instead of getting ahead, I have settled back into a lifestyle where my activities always expand to fit the day.  Oh, I also made a tit out of myself in front of an extremely impressive authority on administrative law.  I was vociferous about my hatred of my constitutional law, only to have the writer of our textbook coming over to talk to me, my college mother and brother about Homerton law.  I even had the bloody book in my bag.  Foot-in-mouth.

Speaking of which, I've done that alot recently:

1) When coming out of Waterloo station over Christmas (to see the Dark Knight at the Imax) I began whining about a sore kneecap as a one-legged man was struggling with the stairs

2) After the film, as we were walking back to the station, it was suggested to me that the joker wasn't crazy enough because he didn't kill everyone.  I argued that, in fact, it would seem less voluntary if he killed everyone and that we'd be less scared if he was going around killing tramps.  Of course, we had just passed a man sleeping in a cardboard box.

3) I was recently notified, by text, that a girl I went to school with for a term died last tuesday.  Instead of replying to the sender, I sent it to the girl's phone.  Luckily the text failed.  Serious foot-in-mouth. 

If anyone would like to teach me some tact, feel free.

Yes, Carl, I am playing tetris right now.

So I'm back at Cambridge.  It was really easy to be optimistic about this term before I started.  I had convinced myself that I could catch up on last term's work by using the Christmas break.  I failed at that and ended up working for the last 4 or so days of the holiday.  This was pretty productive, but I've gone back to failing again.  Everything seems to distract me and nothing seems to sink in.  Definitely a recipe for disaster.  Or cheesecake.  Anyway, I think I'm starting to take my stress out on people, which isn't an alluring quality. 

Maybe working at Tesco is the way forward?  Or Wilkinsons?  Who knows?  I feel slightly guilty right now since I'm really not appreciating where I am.  My tort lecturer was just on a radio 4 law program, where Clive Anderson revealed that he had also been lectured by this guy.  The lawyers here are amazing, with buckets of dedication.

Changing subjects is definitely a possibility next year. 

Anyway, apart from my degree everything's pretty good.  We at Homerton have perfected lunchtime.  I think it lasted for 2 or so hours today.  Dinner wasn't much shorter, either...  Also, I've given up rowing for the year since I've decided that it's too fricking cold and dark to go and sit on a river at 7.  Instead I'm going to appreciate the 11am lectures I've been blessed with and sprint out of the door, tripping onto a bicycle, at around 10:45.

Fun times.

Still playing tetris, Carl.

Prepare for incoherence in every way.  I'm back from uni and really rather relieved that I've survived.  Law is surprisingly hard.  I was warned in every possible way that Law is hard anywhere and especially hard at Cambridge, but it really isn't conceivable til you experience it.  For the past few days I have ignored its existence, preferring to watch Heroes...  I really must start work soon.

Anyway, life is treating me well.  Rowing has gone okay, with few scars to my hands.  Work will improve after Xmas when I return with increased maturity.  Social life will also pick up, I hope, when the ginger one returns home and everyone is back from uni :D.

I should probably sleep some more, since my body really isn't ready for the real world yet and I promised to go to the library and shopping tomorrow :S.

xxxxx

P.s. I realise that no one reads these anymore, it's just nice to put it out there.  In a non-sexual way.

Yes, it's that time again folks, revision time.  Enshrined in boredom, I am posting yet again to whinge and whine.

An unfortunate by-product of going to a ridiculously expensive boarding school is the propensity of students' parents to whisk them away on another foreign holiday, leaving poor little Sophie (in more ways than one) to while away her time at home.  Many of my closest friends at school are currently out of the country, leaving me little choice of people to talk to.  However, all this is highly preferrable to the ultimate annoyance:  The text from the one person you didn't want to hear from.  So, yes, I do have to live with him a high percentage of the year, and yes, we were good friends or more once, but that does not mean I ever want to speak to him again.  This sounds dramatic, but it's actually how I feel.  I left the 3 or so texts he sent for a couple of days but they were always in the back of my mind, continually haunting me, and finally decided that I couldn't leave them altogether, as I unfortunately do have to see him again.  I answered the 3 texts with my 1-line answer (Minus any X's I may have previously put in) and hoped that would be the end of it.  With the persistance of a fly storming towards a light, he instantly replied, filling the text with niceties and questions.  I left it.


So yes, apart from my school trip to DC (Funded by my politics department), my life has been extremely dull.  Indeed, full enough to write an entire paragraph about 4 texts.

I am aware that people are sucky and don't use/read these anymore, but I'm still going to update if only for old time's sake.

a) I have seen very few of you properly this half term, and therefore you must (or possibly can) see me a little more during easter, which is a month, so no excuses!
b) I have a confession that this update is mainly to get out of editing the rest of my english essay and then doing my maths bancos.  I'm the essence of cool.
c) News has to travel faster.  Not only was I unaware that certain couples had broken up, I was also unaware that those people had found themselves other partners.
d) The best game (read: damn challenging) is Light Crusader, on the megadrive.  I still have my original megadrive and cartridges, but breaking it through over-use and therefore have downloaded a genesis emulator (yet again) and light crusader.  I can't say I'll have enough time to play it now, or any time til summer really, but I'm happy enough knowing I just have it somewhere safe on my laptop.
e) Facebook is addictive for absolutely no good reason.
f) I've started reading Questionable Content again, which didn't take too long to catch up on, and was well worth it.

Despite the above, or because of the above, I'm extremely happy and am actually looking forward to being back at school.

x

Guess who hasn't updated recently?  All of you, I'm assuming.  Actually, I haven't checked yet, and will probably be stoned in a second.  Stoned with stones, that is, not the Charterhouse effect yet.

Anyway, I broke up on saturday, and have been rather bored apart from some teaching help for my sister at her primary school, which was exhausting, but makes me want kids a little more.

Talk to me people, I haven't seen anyone in ages, and I need geek-outs.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

This is a momentous occasion. 

Firstly, I'm managing to skip school when it's boarding school.  I rock.  Also, windows break easily.  Anyway, secondly, this is the first time I've found anything interesting when searching my name on google:

Gasp

Night night

Since I haven't posted since I left, I believe I'm a little overdue.  Although, in all fairness my dear friend sofi_510, has done exactly the same thing, and she hasn't the good excuse that I have.  There'd  be way too much to talk about in here if I were to inform everyone of what's happened in the past two months (ish), so I'm just going to give a brief summary:

• OMG scary new school.
• Hmm, too much work.
• Oooooh, not too bad anymore.
• Yay for late night chats with girls.
• Yay for teachers giving you alcohol.
• Yay for teachers who are madly in love with me and want to make me editor of the school magazine.
• Yay for winning £700 in essay competition.
• Oh dear lord entire school congratulates me and iI am now in the school newsletter.
• OMFG home.
• Sofi's party.

That's about all I can remember.  The first three points were in fact about the first two days and the others are rather scattered.

I'm off to have dinner now.  Adios.

So, I'm off.  Literally.  I believe I have reached my sell-by date.  Sorry, that was a bad joke.  Anyway, the point was that I'm going to school tomorrow.  Before anyone else asks, no I'm not nervous.  Not in the slightest.  In fact, the only thing I'm worried about is my lack of fear.  I was terrified in the interview, but I'm perfectly calm now.  Probably too calm, as I haven't finished packing.  I'm looking forward to it though, apart from the evil photos.

I want to thank anyone especially Sofi, who has made me feel loved and wanted and like I'll have something to come back to in holidays.  It's been a great time saying goodbye to people, and although I hate photos of myself, the collage was great, and although Hiba's compilation cd (reportedly the songs on there remind me of her and many include the word death)

Finally, yay for random meetages of people on buses.  I got an incubus poster out of the last one :D.  YAY!

Now I shall go and spend time with my family, who supposedly will miss me.
xxxxxxx

I saw this and it reminded me of the black dahlia story. mainly for the terrible reason that the trailer for the film is set to this music. I've been attempting to download this song for ages, but it seems not many people have it. If you haven't heard about the black dahlia murder, look it up. Also, when there are links asking if you want to see photos of the victim...do it. They're really like my current lj background more than anything. It shows nothing, and it isn't a real photo. Maybe I'm odd, but I'm so fascinated by this case. In brief, a young actress around at the time of Marilyn Monroe was raped and killed. Her organs were removed, and a smile was carved into her face. She was supposedly a bit of a slut owing to the name black dahlia. The story of her untimely death was printed in a newspaper and hundreds of people came forward to admit to the murder. Although I believe, as everyone else does, that this is a horrific action and dispicable, I can't help but be very intrigued by it, as I was with this video. I'm starting to believe that Ed is right and that in fact we are both psychopaths. Don't tell me I didn't warn you.



p.s. At first, I typed tall instead of tell in my final line. Freudian slip perhaps?

So, I had an update ready for this moment when I had to update in a hurry, but I felt it was better to write one now. Y'know, that reminds me of the rabbi in robin Hood: Men in tights.  Anyone else remember Married in a hurry?

I am in love with the following things:
Packing.  I love packing and ticking things off lists.  Maybe because as a kid that was always followed by swimming for hours :D.

Sunflower seeds.  I have got through half a pack today

As levels.  I dropped only 2 UMS marks on my stats paper.  STATS!  The one I didn't even think I'd passed.  Basically, I don't have to redo the papers next school year.

A clockwork orange.  I only just rediscovered this absolutely awesome film.  And in fact am in love with the main character.  I swear, I do this with all the films I love but come on, Malcolm McDowell is such a good face actor.  He looks like the kinda guy who could make you laugh by just a tiny change of facial expression.

Baileys.  For getting good marks in my maths what do you think I got?  Well yes, I got a lecture from my father about me being mediocre, but also a bottle of Baileys.  Yum.

Family.  My sisters bought me clothes and things yesterday, and my parents have been really nice.

Quantum Electrodynamics.  Yes, I know, I'm turning into a nerd, but it is really interesting. 


So there we go.  That's basically a run down of the last few days through what I love.  Apparently I'm not being very optimistic at the moment (GCSE results next week), so this is to counterbalance it.

Now, i'll be away until the GCSe results come back, but please, come on the 24th if you can.  I need to say goodbye to people.

Goodnight

I am rather depressed this evening.  Tonight there is no "I, Claudius" and therefore, I have to make my own entertainment.  Whatever that means.  However, other things are looking up.  For instance: dwarves.  I mean, for instance: I've finally got all the books I need to complete my summer reading list, my very very bitten leg is starting to heal, my knees no longer cause me to yelp in pain, I have seen another one of the films on my  "to watch" list, and I went to bed before 2am last night and had a wonderful dream.  (Based on the Roman empire)

Today I went to sutton and wandered up to Megan's house where we caught up and watched chick flicks.  It was nice to see her again since I haven't seen her since Cheryl's party.  We discussed the finer points of life and sang along to Moulin Rouge for a while.  Whenever I go over to Megan's, I seem to return with a new book, and today was no exception.  In fact, I returned with a vampire book and two books from the library.

Now I shall leave so that I can choose a film for my parents to watch.

Well, I'm a little bored again, so here comes another post.

I've been perusing PostSecret, as I often do on Sundays.  In fact, Hiba's brother has the PostSecret book and sometimes we peruse that too, but that's not the point.  I guess it takes really striking photos to get to you, and this is quite striking.  Although I'm disgusted, I can't keep my eyes off it, and in fact have been gormlessly staring at it for the past ten minutes.



This photo hasn't suddenly made me feel anything in particular about my own body theoretically.  I still hate the way I look, but I think that's almost healthy.  As Dr Cox in Scrubs says: Do you understand that the second you look in the mirror and you're happy with what you see, baby, you just lost the battle?  However, I feel more attractive than the opposite end of the spectrum (as shown gruesomely above.  Which, by the way, I inverted so that it would fit better with the new decor.) 

Anyway, all who don't know, Sofi is not returning home on the 22nd of August.  Strangely enough.  She returns tomorrow morning and then is off again on tuesday to Cornwall, until Sunday...or Saturday, I forget which.

I wish I knew where everyone else was on the face of the earth.  Although, that might be a bit invasive and time consuming.

I shall now return to listening to the soundtrack to my favourite Final Fantasy game (FFIX.)

As you can see I felt like a bit of a change today and I am feeling my gothic side currently.  I have rediscovered my Anne Rice collection and Stephen King's Salem's Lot.  I have absolute faith, in fact, that if I felt I could put in the effort, that I would be a Goth.  However, I own no black hair dye, and there is an absence of make up in my cupboards at all.

I have been noticing a distinct lack of posting recently (despite a certain person's sudden explosion of creativity), and I am making a conscious effort to change this.  I miss the days of livejournal ranting, and am sickened by my turning to the dark side briefly (myspace).

Today:

I receive word from Carl that he has been thrown from his house and therefore needs slaves to entertain him.  It seems that Raj and I were the only ones around, and therefore we were "chosen for this great honour.  In Wimbledon, we wandered, and followed each other, and fort building.  I'm sure Carl will be happy enough, also, to provide photo evidence for the latter, if he has it.  I would, but for the fact that I am lacking a bluetooth adapter.

I left the two of them to go and see Superman Returns as I had to go swimming for an hour.  I am now very knackered, but on the plus side, I got to wear my Charterhouse jumper again to keep me from freezing (despite the lovely weather today.)

Finally, this evening I have watched I, Claudius.  I read the books by Robert Grave a year or so ago during my Roman obsession period, and my parents swear that this series is extremely good.  From what I saw tonight, I will not be disappointed.

And now I shall depart, as in the morning I have music to download, and people to see (on television.)

I'm apparently called "Meat" now.  My dad has always loved this film, and so basically he has decided that I have a million dollar brain, but a 5 cent head.  This makes me meat, just as Tim Robbins has a great natural gift for pitching, but such a low intellect that he doesn't think that women get weary (as in the Otis Redding song), but that women get wooly.   I'm not sure  I like this nickname, but as my sister reminded me today, it's better than Popo.  And apparently calling me Popo after hearing that isn't all that odd, as I believed Mark's calling me that was.  It actually extends to others such as guy called Matt, and my sister's boyfriend.

And I shall end now, downloading try a little tenderness, as it is awe-some, and in the well-known brat pack movie Pretty in Pink.

I haven't been so excited to see a film since I eagerly awaited the bathos that was "The matrix reloaded."  Although, to be fair, I still enjoyed it for what it was, and did see it twice at the cinema.  On friday morning I shall be pounding on the doors of the wimbledon odeon in order to drool at Alex pettyfer for a while.  *drool*.  I just watched a making of, or something similar.  The only drawback of watching anything on my computer is the fact that every minute I get a new fly or moth trying to make love to the dazzling lights of my monitor.  I have many dead fly smudges in front of me, so that any semblance of appetite I may have snatched from the jaws of this heatwave, is officially massacred.

So, hot enough for ya?  Today I woke up at midday, then I did some maths and read for a bit.  However, this was all so tiring that I had a nap around 2:30, and didn't get up again until it was physically impossible for me to go without water.  I was on the brink of evaporating, and so I graced the people downstairs with my presence.  What I've done recently other than sleep is an utter mystery.  However, I am aware that my mother's hands are evil.  Everything electrical she touches, commits suicide.  For example, about 2 months ago she touched the back of my ps2, and it stopped working.  I'm not even kidding, I can't get dvds, ps2 disks, cds or ps1 disks to play.  And recently she also rewound a video in my video player.  This immediately started eating tapes like they were going out of fashion.  Dammit.  This wasn't too worrying until last night when it officially waged war on me, and sadly, it won.  My parents' video player died slowly like that a while ago too.  Finally, my freeview box thingy decided that (because my mother happened to dust it) signal was overrated, and now most of the channels come up as a blue screen of death.  Before anyone asks; a) there was no power surge, b) they are all of different ages, c) yes, they are all second hand machines that I had to fix before I could watch anything.

Can't finish.  Too hot. *jumps out of window*

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Things apparently CAN only get better.

Sleep is needed.  I mean, that's normal, sleep IS needed, but meh.  It is needed more right now.  I really haven't slept that much since Thursday, so perhaps I will nap myself back to a coherent state later on.  Alternatively I'll watch Doctor Who and start playing games again.  I love all this free time, but I know that soon enough I'll be begging 30th August to come and whisk me back to school.  So, I wrote a list of things to do over the summer that hopefully I will honour well.  I may possibly (read: almost definitely) fail to complete it, but i'll try my best anyway.  I'm pretty sure I'm just depressing myself here, and may be tipped over the edge by the fact that this summer is also going to consist of me learning a couple of modules so that I'm even more ahead of the game next term.

Anyway, I'd like to thank Carl for allowing us into his house on Friday.  It was admirable, if not a little mad.  Also, anyone else I saw this weekend, because it has been very fun and filled with absolutely adorable pint-sized kittens, that have in fact made my year.

Instead of listening to icy songs like Ice Ice baby, etc. I have been stupid enough to liten to "The Warmth" all day. I think that my current, melty condition was caused by this.

But anyway I have only 4 exams to go, but they're all pretty knowledge heavy (apart from physics which i'm actually not revising that til Thursday night, and woops there's an England match on, so not even much then.)

Just in case you hadn't noticed; I'm really quite contrary. All day i've been attempting to revise history, with very little luck, and yet now I am desperate to revise history, because I have to revise chemistry. Stupid bastard of a mind.

In conclusion, Go England. They kinda need it since their performance was poor today, even if they did win. Also, Go Germany. Watching the Germany Costa Rica match yesterday has stirred up something within me, and now I'm desperate to learn German. Weird isn't it? It all comes back to my contrariness thing. I hated spanish until after the exams, and I absolutely adored latin from the beginning, but I never started declining verbs for fun until after the last exam.

Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.

That's for goddarn sure.

I prefer THIS version of Brokeback Mountain.



I officially have another band obsession.  Throwing muses, formed in the 80s.  One of their songs was in empire Records.

Anyway, I'm off to poke my sister into testing me on geography.