Freeeeedom!!!

Hurrah, hooray, huzzah etc.
After all the years of build up the GCSEs are O.V.E.R!!
They're not THAT bad really, are they?

But now I am freeeeee!!!! 3 months of summer doth stretch in front of me before I start the IB (but we're not thinking about that yet - or Results Day come to mention it)

Just to let you know, I'm going to Mozambique in 3 days. Africa baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NomNomNom
Beth x

Somewhere Over The Rainbowwwwww ♫

Do you like it? Do you? Do you?
I took it, are you proud of me?




And also, Junior Apprentice ftw!

Auf Wiederhören
xx

Long Time No See...

Well hellooooooo there ;)

I'm terribly terribly sorry I haven't blogged since... Oh my Lord... November.
Doesn't time fly?
No, it doesn't.
Shut up, it's rhetorical you moron.

The reason I haven't blogged for aaaages is I've been very 'busy'. Ha. Not really. I just couldn't be bothered. Or as the cool kids say these days 'ceeeeeeb'.

Since it's my first blog of 2010, Happy New Year!!!!!! Hurrah, fireworks etc.
But it's not January, it's June. Whoops. Where did the months go?? Shhh, that's also rhetorical.

I am currently in the process of 'revising' for my GCSEs - what a ROFL - so not a long blog I'm afraid.

I just thought I'd check up on y'all so see you laterrrrrr
Beth :) xx

Remember remember the...er...11th of November.

Happy Rememberence day my lovely alarm clocks!
Never forget today is:
My dad's birthday
Becky's dad's birthday
Emily's friend Jess' birthday
Lois' birthday
and I'm pretty sure none of these people even died in a war. Bruv.

I am so BLEEEEEEPIN' angry at Mr Webb. If I have to do my eportfolio again I will
Slit him open
Stamp on his face
Throw him in a road
Run over him
Reverse over him
Run over him
Reverse over him
Chop him in to pieces
Throw him on a bonfire
and say "I'm not even very happy."

After I had shaken of my burning rage it was, yes ladies and gentlemen, time for pianooooooooo.
Diminished sevenths... *shudder*
But then the horror of today (not toady as I almost typed. LOL) was blown away like an Emily in the breeze because we went out for daddy's birthday meal.

I bought my dad a Spandau Ballet CD (they are apparently not a ballet company, but a band that were 'cool' in the time when dinosaurs roamed the earth and my dad was 'hip' and 'groovy'. Ish. I reassured my dad there was nothing wrong with him liking ballet anyway.)
I also noticed that Dad had a lot of Sonic the Hedgehog cards from the kids he teached. Now, this obviously poses the questions: Has my dad become a secret gamer in his old age? And, more importantly, what's on telly tonight?
There was also a card with 'Harris Ice Creams' on it. So, either there's a secret gamer's ice cream van I don't know about ('cos it's a secret, innit?) or the kid really likes ice cream. Number one is most likely.

Anyway, back to the meal. My dear form tutor Mr Gladdy was in Shanaz when we arrived. He was wearing a hoodie. Rebel. (I'd like to point out he wasn't JUST wearing a hoodie, eurgh). We had some interesting convos, me and the 'rents. Mainly about electric fences and pringle pots, but me and my dear mama had a right waffle when she blurted out a bit too loud; "So you had a fat, ugly hooker?" Mmmhmm. They were talking about 'rugby'. Sure.

Enough ranting for one night
Adios fellows
Beth x

Zumbaaaa :)

Evenin' dear readers.

It is so much EFFORT to get up at 7 o'clock in the morning.
"Bethy! Are you awake?"
"No."
One day I may pretend to be dead. That would be funny. In a non-funny sort of way.

P.E. was awesome. We were doing ZUMBA (hence the title) which is a Latin dancey aerobicy type thingy. There was a lot of GIRATION FOR THE NATION (quote Talon at Youth Synod last year) and hip-wiggling in a cheesy, embarrassing, odd-looking way. Woop.

My English teacher was in a bad mood again. But she arose from the dark abyss of despair long enough to make the legendary joke of "Vocab-you-larry!"
As Jake would say; "Epic fail". But it did remind me of Larry the Cucumber, so I will let her off.

So after a surprisingly fairly above-average day at school, I went down to the café and hung around. Me and Jake did the awesome sweet-catching game again. We are getting better at it. Kind of. Jack was being a stroppy grumpy sulky pants, because him and Emily had a raging barney (i.e. they fell out). "Oooh I'm Jack Baines and I'm sulky bloop bloop bloop" etc. Jake and Tamsin were luvey-duveying again. Mwah mwah. Bless themmmmmmm. I hung around until 5 o'clock when all the "leet" Youth exec-ers came down for their meeting. This was so I could "mingle". Man, do I suck at mingling. Jo and I had the rousing convo of
"Beth, how are you?"
"Fine thanks."
"Good."
Inspiring I know.

Well, that's about it for my beautifully normal day.
So, enough now.
Beth x

Mmmm... Shrimps.

Bloggy Time!

I currently have a toothbrush in my mouth (a real one, not a sweetie one, that comes later...) because I am 'going to bed' because I have 'school tomorrow'. What my parents don' t know is that instead of school tomorrow I am going to migrate to Truro in Canada (so I don't get confused name-wise: "Where do you live?" "Truro" and it would be true and everything) and hopefully the moose will accept me as one of their own. I've heard there are no people in Canada, only moose and the occasional American who has got lost and wandered aimlessly over the border. Americans don't count as people. They're American. Anyway, where was I before the mad Canada rant? Oh yes, I'm 'going to bed', so shhhh you nuisance.

Happy Rememberance Sunday!
Lettuce have a moment of silence for those who have lost their lives in war.













Ok, enough now.

I didn't actually do the minute of silence this morning because I was on creché. This means I was beating the lil'uns into order instead of being in the service. I'm kidding about the child-beating by the way. Freddie decided to get out the fire engine toy complete with sound during the silence. Awkward. Nee Naw Nee Naw.

I am very disappointed to see that Tamsin has deleted her 'blog rape' post left after yours truly hacked into her account. Actually, it wasn't so much 'hacked' as 'her password was saved on my computer'. But ho hum, pig's bum. Genuinely did some science revishhhh this aftie, be proud of me, fools. Diffusion is the passive movement of a substance from a high concentration to a low concentration. Yes mate.

At 'footsteps' tonight we were talking about judging. I technically should know all about judging and how it's wrong blah blah, but I kinda sorta maybe fell asleep during the judging seminar at Soul Survivor. Poor Hannah and Tamsin eventually had to tickle my feet to wake me up. Whoops. Then during our 'sit and chat for an hour or so' time we had a sweet throwing competition which literally went on for about an hour. This was basically me and Jake trying to throw sweets into the other's mouth. LOL. Our high score was two. Kerchingggggg. I threw sweetie toothbrushes, teeth and cola bottles to him, and he threw shrimps to me (seriously, I could eat a whole forest full of them) whilst Tamsin and Em-Schmem scavenged for the ones that fell on the floor. I would call them Hobos but that would be judging.

I am actually getting sleepy now
So over and out,
Beth x

Why does it always hail on me? ♪

Crikey, it rained a lot today, don'tcha think?
Drip, drip, drop massive November showers.

I had a dream last night that I went on holiday to Spain and forgot my suitcase, so I got the plane home and went and packed. As you do. I was awoken from my peaceful slumber at about 10 o'clock by the howly howly wind. So I started Twilight again. Yep, still amazing. I then did an hour of Wii Fit, so I was toned and ready to get in the shower. We walked Spot on Perran Sands in the aftie and, joy of joys, it started pithing it down. The entire right side of my body (mainly the clothes, I wasn't naked) was soaked. I had to peel my jeans off. My mum and I were doing the whole "Ow! Ow! Ow!" routine as the hail hit us.

Then it was time to venture to Niamhy's house. We were SUPPOSED to see some fireworks but, oh no, the flamin' rain (which wasn't technically on fire, come to mention it) started up again. So we (me, Mia and Niamh)sat in her room, read the Jack Wills catalogue, played Sims 2, listened to Niamh on the phone to a friend from Buuuuuuurton, had jackie tatties for tea and then, ooh, watched X FACTOR! I LOVE OLLY AND JOE! After Mia had gone, we went into her lounge to get mauled by her two huuuuuuuuuge Newfoundlands. Slobber. Yum. My dad got lost coming to pick me up, bless his heart. He was driving around like a maniac for near 20 minutes.

I've noticed that everyone else's blogs are getting funnier, when mine are going the other way. I must up my game. In the mean time ♪ Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ♪
This is what the choir is singing on the Festival of Rememberance (on t'telly).

I must go and watch men in funny hats.
Au revoir
Beth x