It's occurred to me that in a matter of weeks I'll have been writing this blog for a whole year....
A WHOLE YEAR?!?!
In a way, I feel like this thing is kind of like a diary for me. I look back on some on my earlier entries and I have a bit of a nostalgic giggle.
Even then, I was naive. I read the very anti-alcohol one and remember the time around 6 weeks ago I drank too much cheap vodka and threw up out of a window.
I know, I know, Classy, right?
It's a shame, I used to keep written diaries and realised this afternoon they accidentally got thrown away. It feels like 5 years of my life just got thrown away.
My favourite memory in them is the year my nan sent me 3 birthday cards because, thanks to her dementia, she'd forgotten she'd already sent one. I'd put all the cards in my diary.
My dad says that as long as I keep my memories locked up in my head, it doesn't matter that the diaries are gone. But reading words written when my biggest issue was whether I was going to be able to go to the cinema to see Harry Potter or not that weekend is sort of relaxing and made me smile.
So here's to many years to come on this blog, with years worth of memories to cherish, all here, on my own little website,
This will be something to one day show the next generations of mini-me's :)
Anyway, today I discovered something absolutely horrifying at school.
After weeks of near-starvation due to a combination of my poorness and my refusal to bring sandwiches to school, I decided to bring a pot noodle to school and get it filled up at the common room cafe.
This was only to discover that the school is by law, not allowed to fill up a pot noodle.
Naturally, I was fuming...not allowed to fill up a pot noodle?? What is this rule???
Apparently, it's a Government policy, so that students can't sue schools.
So the first thing I did was bring up the contact line for David Cameron and start angrily writing an email before i figured out a loophole....
I decided to buy a mug of hot water for 20p and then just poured it into my pot noodle,
Dad's found me a mini flask for hot water for tomorrow, but the dilemma is actually whether I want to bring water, or mocha.
I hated coffee a week ago and now I'm hooked on mixing coffee with hot chocolate. It's actually so nice, to the point I smell coffee and start craving it badly.
It's a downhill spiral from here, I'm sure.
Talking of downhill, my German speaking AS exam is fast approaching and I am bricking it.
It's such an angry, yet adorable language at the same time.
Like the word for glove is a "Handschuh". A hand shoe. Isn't that just the cutest?
But then science.
Or... NATURWISS for short.
So while for the others I generally get somewhere with guessing...German...naaaaaaah.
What generally happens is I'm speaking and then I'm like "damn, what's the word for 'something'".
And I'll be sat there and suddenly "QUELQUE CHOSE" pops in to my head.
But, shit. That's French,
So I'm sat there and all that's going through my head is "quelque chose quelque chose quelque chose quelque chose"
And I'm sat there with my mouth hanging open, catching flies while the teacher is desperately trying to coax me to talk again.
"What word are you stuck on, Robyn?"
And by that point I can't even remember the English word any more, all I've got is "quelque chose"
And so I just have to say the French word and hope the teacher catches on.
You think I'm kidding but this is an experience I had during a mock speaking back in like October or something.
Turns out the word I wanted was "etwas".
So yup. If that happens in my AS I am pretty much screwed.
So wish me luck!
It's got to the wonderful point again where I'm going to be cheeky and ask for a bit of feedback. I've even added a poll to the bottom of this blog page so yeah, just click on what you think...
Make my day, or crush my hopes and dreams. It's entirely up to you.
But yeah, any comments, votes on my poll or +1s would be greatly appreciated
Thanks guys! Hope you enjoyed!
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