Day 6- A very pink room.

Hello hello hello.

This post is being brought to you at half one in the morning, from the four walls of Fran's room which, as you must have guessed from the title, are very colourful. Colourful is being underlined in red at the moment since her dictionary is set to 'U.S English' - This I must tell tell Seymour about.

Anyways, note taking aside, I'm lost. As in, I'm at a friend's house and she fell asleep. I don't have my sleeping meds with me and 1.30am is like midday for me. So what to do?!

Have I told you about my sleeping meds?! Awesome stuff- Gets you stoned before bed and gives you the most beautiful, beautiful dreams. I'm actually quite happy that they're helping me with the insomnia but I'm just worried that I'll get dependant. I mean, I'm already freaking out that I don't have them with me here so you can imagine..

Anyway, today's topic of discussion- 'Going cold turkey'. What would one call this phrase exactly? An implied metaphor? A mere quote? Saying? Drop a line and tell me what you think. In the meantime I shall you leave with an image, as usual.

Jedward as Buzzlightyear

Jedward with Scooby-Doo <3

That's right, world. I posted a Jedward picture. Actually, better than one I posted two. TWO JEDWARDS= FOUR JEDWARDS. Yes. In all of today's boredom I developed a strange liking towards the two. They are quite entertaining. Even my dad laughed at their version of  'Ghost Busters'. So yeah, I am now living on planet Jedward! :)

Concluding line- Hi Luke. Are you happy now? You'd better be grateful. And honoured.

Adios Muchachos,
Torii O'phrenic.

Day 05- ROMA!

Hmm chocolate and cigarettes- That would make a pretty weird diet. Not to mention how one would die after a few days due to severe dehydration.

Well, sweet nicotine aside, this is just a short post about the weekend. Main highlight- I fell asleep during my sociology exam. Yes, literally. Fell-A-Sleep. For a whole hour. Somehow I still managed to write four essays in the limited amount of time I had left. I guess we'll just have to see about the grade. I think I might just be the first person to fail my teacher in terms of being his only pupil who didn't get a grade 'C' or higher. Lovely.

Saturday evening was then spent ''hanging- with my buds.'' Writing songs, playing guitar, chilling in my excessively messy bedroom, spilling juice on my mum's favourite table cloth, listening to music and the like. James was a girl for the evening in that he was the only guy who could make it. I think I should, maybe, dedicate a post to a full on description of some of my friends since I'll be mentioning them quite a lot. But that's a post for another day.

Dunday was mother's day. Yes, I am well aware that I spelled 'Sunday' badly, but I quite like the way it sounds so I shall leave the typo as is. After a morning spent with my parents I retired to my beloved room for a short period of studying before going to watch the football match. Manchester United beat Chelsea, in case you were wondering. However, the actual highlight of the match, as I'm sure everyone present would agree, was hearing Karl scream like a girl. That's right- Scream. Like a girl. Anyways, the actual fun began when we decided to tell James about his birthday surprise. After a few minutes of pictionary with Karl filming the action, Ant, Nic, Fran and Daniel drowning in a pool of anxiety and excitement, myself drawing and, obviously, James guessing, the cat was finally let out of the bag. Three months of waiting and crack was nicely lined on the table. The milk spilled, you get it. I know. Well here's the big surprise-


ROME. ON THE 24TH OF JUNE. TILL THE 27TH. I shall stop using caps lock now. I'm so excited and so is everyone. James couldn't believe it. Actually, I think he still doesn't. Facebook has already seen three statuses about this but I think I might just post a link to the blog also. Anyways, after a failed attempt at posting some of the pictionary left overs I have decided that it is now time to end this post :)

J- 'WE'RE GOING ABROAD?!'

'Dun!.. had an idea..?'

BRAINWAVE!

Actually, I've somehow managed to post the pictures via picasa. Ah technology these days. Anyways, Yes. I've used picasa which is why the layout of this post is so damn weird. However, If it bugs you so much, there's the original post up also so you could check that out. I don't recomment doing that if you've already gone through all of this though. Just saying ;]


Okay then, BYE!
O'phrenic.

Day 05- Chocolate and Cigarettes.

Hmm chocolate and cigarettes- That would make a pretty weird diet. Not to mention how one would die after a few days due to severe dehydration.


Well, sweet nicotine aside, this is just a short post about the weekend. Main highlight- I fell asleep during my sociology exam. Yes, literally. Fell-A-Sleep. For a whole hour. Somehow I still managed to write four essays in the limited amount of time I had left. I guess we'll just have to see about the grade. I think I might just be the first person to fail my teacher in terms of being his only pupil who didn't get a grade 'C' or higher. Lovely.


Saturday evening was then spent ''hanging- with my buds.'' Writing songs, playing guitar, chilling in my excessively messy bedroom, spilling juice on my mum's favourite  table cloth, listening to music and the like. James was a girl for the evening in that he was the only guy who could make it. I think I should, maybe, dedicate a post to a full on description of some of my friends since I'll be mentioning them quite a lot. But that's a post for another day.


Dunday was mother's day. Yes, I am well aware that I spelled 'Sunday' badly, but I quite like the way it sounds so I shall leave the typo as is. After a morning spent with my parents I retired to my beloved room for a short period of studying before going to watch the football match. Manchester United beat Chelsea, in case you were wondering. However, the actual highlight of the match, as I'm sure everyone present would agree, was hearing Karl scream like a girl. That's right- Scream. Like a girl. Anyways, the actual fun began when we decided to tell James about his birthday surprise. After a few minutes of pictionary with Karl filming the action, Ant, Nic, Fran and Daniel drowning in a pool of anxiety and excitement, myself drawing and, obviously, James guessing, the cat was finally let out of the bag. Three months of waiting and crack was nicely lined on the table. The milk spilled, you get it. I know. Well here's the big surprise-


ROME. ON THE 24TH OF JUNE. TILL THE 27TH. I shall stop using caps lock now. I'm so excited and so is everyone. James couldn't believe it. Actually, I think he still doesn't. Facebook has already seen three statuses about this but I think I might just post a link to the blog also. Anyways, after a failed attempt at posting some of the pictionary left overs I have decided that it is now time to end this post :)






Ta ta dearies-
Torii O'phrenic x

Day 04- Coffee in a soup mug thing.

I should have taken a picture of it! But, alas, at 1000 hours my brain still fails to function normally. What I am talking about, in case you've not yet noticed, is the 'soup mug thing'. Basically, it's a bowl-like mug my friend's mother just bought tons of. -Yes, Nic, I am referring to you ;]


Well, the point of today's post is mere procrastination. I got home at about 1100 this morning and boiled an egg for the first time in my life. EVER! It was a complete success, might I add. I then drank my orange juice and I've been sitting in front of this laptop since then. I guess I should probably shower and then hop to it. 'It' being my studies. Maybe I should have use them? But that wouldn't really sound right, would it?


In terms of a concluding piece of art I shall leave you with a beautiful piece by none other than  our favorite Spanish surrealist- Dali.

Salvador Dali - GRADIVA - 1931

Later chikas!

Torii O'Phrenic.

Day 03- Let's All Die!

Fine. Maybe I haven't posted every day. But- I am slowly gaining momentum. No, actually. That's a lie. I'm not. To be frank, I'm not in the least bothered about writing a new post every day. I might consider getting back to this after A'Levels. But for now, I couldn't care less.

My brain has 'imploded like a ripe mango' and I honestly can't think straight anymore. I don't even know what I'm doing. So, I am intent on sitting in my bedroom waiting for next year so I can finally go to England. Mmm England ♥ 

On a more realistic tone, however, I can't wait for summer. Barbecues, the beach, house parties, that amazing feeling of not having anything to do other than aimlessly roaming the streets looking for an air-conditioned shop with your friends. I would say the heat, but we all know that I, and many other people, hate it. Of course, I can't omit the memory of going to 'Surfside' practically ever day and ending each one with a Hookah and a bowl of chips. Cherry shisha- There's nothing quite like it. Actually there is, but I won't be disclosing that on here. 

Well, that's about it for now as I really should get back to my Linguistics studies. I shall, however leave you with a picture that has absolutely nothing to do with anything 8)

Ta ta for now,

Torii O'phrenic.