December 2010
29 posts
A Level'ers'. Appreciate My Pain.
I started a physics coursework presentation on nanotubes. Then decided half way through to change. Then I started one on Boron. I’d pretty much finished and felt rather chuffed.
Then while researching one TINY thing I discovered that I should not have done the presentation about Boron. Instead it should have been about Boron Carbide.
Now this may sound like an over reaction, BUT this means...
“Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth...”
So Last Night.
Cut my hand
Broke my bike necklace
Chipped all my nail vanish
Was given a “University of Gallifrey” T-Shirt
Got picked up uncountable times
Got Becca drunk
Completely muddy up my shoes
Turned down a threesome
This morning I woke up with face ache. It was like a headache in my mouth. Oh and I have a smashed phone. All in all a very good night :)
5 Episodes of Doctor Who Later...
No more statistics revision has been done. My physics presentation is not finished and now its DEFINITELY too late to do anymore work.
Maybe I’ll just cook dinner. Yeh, that sounds good.
Never Too Young.
Christmas was amazing. Every last bit.
I received the most amazing shoes, clothes, chocolate, films, books, many campervan related items and a whole selection of Doctor Who goodies.
You don’t realise how much you adore a fictional character until you hold there plastic replica in yours hands and literally dance around your living room in front of your family.
Not that that happened of...
Its Definitely the Thought that Counts.
Serious thought should go into presents, not money.
This Christmas I got the most amazing present from my boyfriend. It wasn’t expensive or fancy or anything a normal girl would want. Not chocolates or perfume. Not jewellery or flowers. It was something he knew I would adore.
I’m campervan mad and my hands are always freezing.
I was given a campervan poster, campervan shaped...
Puppy Love.
Cameron, my ten year old brother, has bought his “girlfriend” a chocolate reindeer. He wants to drop it round in the dark tonight. She lives round the corner.
I have to take him. He told me “we have to run away very fast lauren”. His little face. It was priceless.
Oh to be young and in love.
Problemo.
Physics.
This presentation was definitely put in the syllabus to torment me. I’m finally scrapping the nano tube idea because no matter how much I love Mrs Dedman she will not give me a good mark for it. Hence I now need a new material.
Should I do Magnesium in light weight objects (phones, camera etc.) OR should I do Boron in nuclear reactors?
I hate decisions. I also hate coursework. So...
Oh So Sleepy.
I seem to need sleep a lot recently. I’m just so tired, I’ve already slept 3 times today and I may go back to bed after writing this…
As soon as I get cosy warm (yes I did just say cosy warm), I drop off to the land of nod.
The worst part is, I keep falling asleep on people. Its rather embarrassing. I almost fell asleep on Conor at a posh meal last night (admittedly I had had...
Baking.
Christmas is here and so is my statistics revision.
Its not really appealing to me so I’m baking cakes instead. Its much more fun.
Im about to decorate fairy cakes. Yesterday I made chocolate sponge.
I must admit its not going to help me pass, but I’m having a nice time :)
The Doctor.
cupcakesinthetardis:
I want this in a poster. Its just so beautiful.
Scissor Sisters.
I love them.
I had the urge to listen to them, so i dug out the albums.
Turns out the scene which I’m in LOVE with from Dr Who, they did the song for.
Its the one with the Dr and the Master, Series 3 (the doctor is REALLY old)
“I can’t decide whether you should live or die,
Oh you’ll probably go to heaven, please don’t hang your head and cry…”
GO AND...
Old Age.
Granddad: I think I have Harry Potter sussed.
Me: Pray tell.
Granddad: Snape’s in on it with the old guy.
Me: You mean Dumbledore?
Granddad: Yeah thats the one.
Me: Granddad, you do realise everyone knows that? The books finished a while ago.
Granddad: Really? Well I sussed it first.
Its clear to say he will always know best.
Its in the Chocolate.
My nan met conor yesterday. It wasn’t as bad as mum, quite amusing really.
Nan: “Lauren, I don’t think Conor is the one.”
Me: “Why do you say that then Nan?”
Nan: “Well when you came in last night with him, you ate your advent calendar without giving him any. Therefore he can’t be the one can he?”
Me: “Seriously Nan, NO ONE gets my...
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warp9:
SO TRUE