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 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.

Day 02- Rise of the Expressionists.

Sixteen hours. Thirty minutes. That, my dear friends, is to be the precise hour of my death. In metaphoric terms, of course. I suppose you wish to know why so. The answer is simple- A Levels.


Tomorrow, or rather- should this take me another fifteen minutes to write out- today, I shall finally commence my long awaited Advanced Level Examinations with Systems of Knowledge- The topic everyone loves to hate. After that I'll rush off to a game of football (soccer, for you American types :] )- Something which I haven't played in around 4 years and then spend all of Sunday studying again. The new week will bring 3 papers of English, 1 of Home Ec and 1 of Sociology along with it and before I know it I'll have tweeted something about having '4 down, 2 to go'.


And that's pretty much all there is to my (not-so-) interesting week. I shall leave you, nonetheless, with some interesting Expressionist art-

Pollock (1948) Titled- No 5.

And that is that. I wish you all a good night, day, or afternoon- depending, obviously, on which part of the world you are reading this from.


Torii O'Phrenic.