I am a bad person. My blog titles have or are song references, sort of like Grey’s Anatomy episodes (by the way-Lonely Hearts still Beat the Same by The Research). I completely forgot to write about my loyal friend’s birthday party because i was too busy moaning about geography. I laugh at people who got bad test results then justify it by saying they are secretly bitches. I presume most people lie lie lie. Some people do blatantly lie…or maybe Hannah is right and we do live in a world full of aliens. Why else would there need to be a white box with a blinking red light under some the stairs? What the hell does that thing do?! Never mind. What i was trying to say is that it makes no sense for someone who can’t eat ice cream without getting it everywhere (also chocolate. but today the lovely and wonderful Imogen bought me ice cream. and a bottle of sprite because she is pure awesome…i know this is getting longer and i can’t remember how i started this sentence but i really like drinking lemonade…i have been very distracting all day)
Okay- i am continuing the brackets here. I have been laughing creepily at random things. Some of them do desrve laughing at. Others, like my chemistry teacher telling me all i had to do was divide the mass by the relative automic mass, did not need to be laughed at (i am going to get such an awful report from my chem. teacher, i told him yesterday: a) “i copied that work off hannah so mine is wrong too” b) “i haven’t bothered to do the other piece of work yet” c) “my brain isn’t like working today, it’s on vacation” d) “i’m so sorry i know you’re working…i just don’t know what to do” e) “hee hee heee heeeee”).
Other things i have been almost crying about. Like Grey’s Anatomy. Also Joe DiMaggio quitting his job to go to ask Marilyn Monroe to go marry him but before he could she committed suicide. He sent flowers to her crypt (i find it weird to have a sex symbol buried in a crypt) 3 times a week for 20 years. He never wrote a tell-all book about her, he also never remarried. This, combined with The Research background music, made me go all teary. Joe DiMaggio is such a comfy, familiar name thanks to countless times singing Mrs Robinson in the car, it was my favourite verse the one i had to sing a long to. My friends say they never hear me sing. I save my singing for car journeys where you can turn up the music so you can;t hear your voice so it almost seems you’re Stevie Nicks or Jeff Lynne or Prince’s backup singers. I can’t really kid myself i can sing as high as actual Prince does sometimes.
Nothing actually happened today. I had 4 1/2 cover lessons out of 5. That is good going in my book. All you really need to know about Divya’s party is that:
- It rocked
- We spent an awful lot of time in the toilets joking around
- Oh, it was at pizza hut. We ordered too much food.
- This did not stop me eating most of dessert meant for two (a big, melty choc chip cookie with ice cream..mmm)
- I go slightly insane when i have a good time and laugh very loud and make inappropriate comments
- Which include me and a friend (not named because she might kill me, but obvious to anyone reading this i guess) arguing loudly over who had the better cleavage and who was displaying their cleavage in the trashier way (i so did not need to wear a vest! I would look ridiculous to wear some kind of undershirt with a clingy dress. Besides, i she can see down my shirt then she is just too tall! too tall!)
- There were some people there who i don;t talk to as much as i should. A lesson has been learnt
- I didn’t buy Divya a present
I did buy a present for another friend who had her party on Wednesday! This party featured eating lots of yummy yet spicy korean food and watching the most pointless, über-pretentious film ever: The Edge of Love. Rawr! What was the point of that movie? It is wrong for people to have lips which look like creepy under water jelly things (cough KIERA KNIGHTLEY cough) and for random eyes to appear in the windows, like random giant eyes (which might have been some weird way of changing the scene?). Sienna Miller- what accent were you trying for? Was it meant to be Irish like as i’m pretty sure that is where you were meant to come from. Do NOT get me started on Keira’s welsh accent. Oh my god. Me, Jess and Hannah sneaked out and ranted in the toilets.
Still. It is fun to have something to laugh at. This should keep me from laughing about people i am meant to like. And do like! Very much! However, as soon as i get home i end up forgetting things outside it are real and i actually don’t want to leave the house. Ever. My friends may turn out to be pure evil. Of all the people i know, my friends are the ones i think most likely to turn out to be brain-stealing aliens. I hope this means i get to be a brain-stealing alien too.
