The Ramblings of a Scot :D

Seriously, it's ridiculous.

For Monday, I have a French writing test. It's about 200 words and I have to know it off by heart.
For Tuesday, I have a Past Paper to do for History, and I have to learn my lines, 40 of them, for the school show.
For Wednesday, I have a French speaking test. I have to have a conversation with my teacher about my daily routine. Gay.
And for Friday, I have a big maths test, in the hall, with invigilators and everything, Oh yeah, did I mention it's my birthday on Friday as well? Nooooo.

I've also got to do an investigation on capital punishment for R.E since I'm dropping it to get an extra chemistry lesson with my teacher 'cause I suck at it. Oh yeah, I've got a chemistry test to revise for as well. Shite.
Aaaand, I have to write out my good copy of my reflective essay for English, which is on the battlefields trip I went on. That's 1,400 words.

Yet I still find time to go on the computer. Amazing, isn't it?

I'm not the happiest person at this moment in time, for several reasons:

I have to go back to school tomorrow. 7 weeks go way to fast. I have effin' biology first thing, the effin' chemistry last thing. I should point these are both double periods = 80 mins each. Help.

As a last day treat, mum made me pancakes for tea. But I managed to fall asleep while listening to Muse full blast on my bed. So I slept right through tea, and got no pancakes =[

I have to see my ex-best friend tommorow. There are many reasons for us not speaking anymore, one of which is that she seems determined to copy me. I like to think I have my own style, and my taste in music is punk/rock music. When I met her, she was into bands like Busted and McFly. As soon as we became friends she started liking exactly the same music as me. You could say it's just 'cause I introduced her to this music, and she really does like it, but there are bands which are quite different from what you'd expect me to like, like Beach Boys, The Monkees and James Blunt, and then she decided she liked them too. Then she started dressing like me. I love the fact my style is different from everyones else, and when she did that I was furious. She got the same converses, 2 of the same tshirts, one of which is a Beatles tshirt. I've always loved The Beatles, and so got a Beatles tshirt. The Beatles are deemed "cool", so she got the same tshirt. Jeezo.
We've not been speaking for a good few months now, and I've just looked on Bebo to find she's got exactly the same haircut as me. It's getting ridiculous, I'm so effin' mad.

Rant over.

T'was fab! Me, my friends Paul and Tash, and my parents travelled down on Friday. It was a long journey, about 6 hours, but worth it.
When we arrived at the hotel, we had tea at Frankie and Benny's and went to the cinema to see The Simpsons, amezzin'. We (referring to me, Paul and Tash) were the only ones laughing at the bit where the woman points Homer in the right direction with her boobs. LOL.
We got back to the hotel and explored it a bit and found an old rickety staircase which led to an old room where clean sheets and, randomly, Christmas decorations were kept. I, being the daredevil I am, stole a couple of baubles and they are now sitting in my bedroom.
Sooo, onto the themepark. We were a bit nervous to go on the bigger rides, but eventually plucked up the courage and found them great fun. We started with Air, which was so cool! It was really fast and smooth, and really felt like I was flying. We then went on Nemesis, which was rougher than Air but still great. We went on other rides which I can't be bothered to talk about, but I want to mention Rita, which after some pleading from my friends, I went on. This was no ordinary rolercoaster, it was effin' faster than the other ones! You go from 0-200mph in 2 seconds, which is 4.7 g force. I should point out that when astronauts are training in those things...I dunno how to describe them, but James May went on one in those programmes he did, you go at 5g, so you can see how powerful that is! I went on nearly all the scary rides, apart from Oblivion, I didn't want to die!
Onto the pics...



Paul, me, Tash at Frankie and Benny's



Us on Nemesis.

Finally, after 3 weeks of utter crap weather, Summer is finally here! It was absolutely roasting today, so I met up with some friends and we just lay in the sun listening to Raio 1. Bliss.
In other news, I want to try and get speaking to Mr Fit Guy (as I now call him) who's moved into one of the cottages on the same farm as me. However, I hace no idea how to. I think I saw him in his garden when I happened to be "taking my dog for a walk". He'll be getting a lot of exercise from now on ;). Anyhoo, it may not have been him, but his brother, who is a couple of years younger than me, as I was too far away to see. Also, I don't even know his name, so I can't even search it on Bebo or myspace (I know, stalker) But at least it would be easier 'cause I could get talking to him online. Ach, what to do...