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October 30 TimeTime is relative. What with Tom Körner and with the fact that my mum has been reading Peter one of the Uncle Albert books (for those not familiar with them, they are a kid's guide to Einstein's Theory of Special Relativity. Yes I know..), the theme of 'time' seems to be rather provalent atm. And of course, the clocks went back last night, though in a YH, all concept of time seems to be suspended anyway. Did anyone even notice I'd gone away? No, thought not.. I've been a good girl and haven't whined about it too much.
Anyhow, time! What sought of measure is it that some little guy in a government office can just say "How about this for an intersting law? Lets put time out, for an hour each six months!". So they do! Mum says that one year when she was a child, they experimented with not changing the clocks one October, and it caused loads of accidents. Was that maybe cos people refused to adjust to nature, and just assumed that the little man in his office would make nature react differently to the new set of times? What's to stop us, if you think about it, putting the clocks forward and back 3 hours each time? Or only putting the clocks forward in March and never back again? In twelve years, you'd have dark days and light nights, so to avoid messing with people's sleeping patterns, you'd have to switch day and night. That is one messed up measure, that theorectically you could do that!
According to Einstein, time is elastic, therefore constant time is a figment of our imaginations, therefore, so is everything involved in time.. this is bloody complicated, isn't it, I wish I hadn't started thinking about it..
On a simpler, yet vaguely related subject, if I'd had more time over half-term, I now wouldn't be screwed because I'd have got more of my work done. Therefore, time officially sucks. October 26 I've Got An Offer!!!Yay! It's from Sheffield, and they haven't told me what the offer is. They've just said words to the effect of, I've definitely got an offer and if I come to an Applicants Open Day on 30th November, I'll have an interview to discuss the exact terms. They won't raise it, and they might lower it, but even if I can't go, I'll still have one!
So basically I don't have to worry about having to apply next year or anything!
 Another thing, I've just been on the Sheffield website, and I am pretty much guarenteed at least £250 bursary a year! Which is quite cool, cos I sadly don't qualify for much. October 25 Reporting From The Crack Of DawnYou know you're tired when you dream that you can't stop falling asleep  October 24 White PoppiesIt's a couple of weeks yet til Remembrance Day, I know, but they've had the poppy box in Spar in Cotteridge for at least a week now, so I decided it was time to investigate the condition of my own poppy - my white poppy. Having been worn for a few years, it was fairly decrepid, but that's another story.
Every year, someone asks me why I'm wearing it rather than a red one. People used to mock ("tha's not a real poppy, poppies aren' whoite, wha yer wearin tha for?"), but interestingly, since the Iraq war and the walkout and marches and stuff, people have actually been asking me where I got it from, and can they get one too?
So as a bit of blatent (albeit pacifist) advertising, here is the addy of the organisation that sells them:
There's a section on why people wear the white poppy, the history of it and stuff, and a form for ordering them. A pack of 5 costs £3, with £2 P&P, so it works out at a pound a poppy - the same as the red ones, but the money goes to promoting peace and educating people about the need for non-violence. It may sound like it's disrespecting the soldiers who lost their lives, but it's not - the poppy remembers and honours them, while advertising the need to work for peace so that future generations don't have to lose their lives in the same way. October 22 Girlie Sleepover :)Me and Kat and Sarah all went round to Cat's last night for a night of DVDs, music, duvets and gossip. Well, that was the original intention anyway. Two an' a half out of four... Still, had a good time and was introduced to the Sims - this is the point where I realise just how much time I save by not having computer games!
Completely unrelated, I've had a letter from Cambridge, not sadly with an interview date, just a form to fill in, but it means my application definitely got there, which is a good thing!
Can't think of anything else.. I've got hundreds and hundreds of pieces of work to do, which sucks, but I'm ignoring it for a bit in the hope that it'll go away.. October 20 Awwwww!Mum's book group is currently round, which is slowly driving me mad, cos it means I won't be able to get any much needed sleep for ages and ages. However, a really nice lady from down the road, Sarah (whose husband, coincidentally, is friends with Mr O!) is here with her week-old baby. He's called Jonah, and he is sooooo cute, and red and shquidgy and wrinkly and he's got really teeeeeny little eyes, and he's so beautiful, and he makes this little whimpering noise, and he's adorable and I want one! I mean, I don't right now, but I do cos he's so gorgeous...! October 19 The Long And The Short Of ItBastards. However..
I read these articles with annoyance, but also with interest. Anyone who has been clothes/shoe shopping with me will realise the problems I have (anyone who hasn't, and thinks I'm exaggerating, can come with me when I next go and find me some trousers and several pairs of shoes. I would be only too grateful). It's all very well for people to say 'have confidence for who you are' etc etc etc, but the fact is, it's damn not easy.
For one, the shops insult you by not having anything that will fit, then turn up their noses when you ask why not. It has to be said, shoe shops are the worst, but it's not what you'd call an ego-boost, when you are too gigantic to be able to buy shoes. The nearest place I can get socks is Norwich ("so why exactly have you applied to UEA then?"). I can't even get gloves. Is that meant to make me feel good?
Then for another, the whole dating business. You would think a bit of confidence could carry it off, and of course, guys fall in love with the woman inside *raised eyebrows*, but the number of remarks you hear, like..
"They're a funny couple, you know she's taller than him!" or "I would never, ever date a guy shorter than me" (this spoken by someone of about 5'5) Other people who piss me off - people who are 5'7, and claim the tall section of clothes shops was designed exclusively for them. Erm, the comment, "You're a big girl, aren't you?". And don't get me started on leg-room (or lack of) in cars, buses, school desks. Rant over.. I think.. October 17 PillsI went to the doctor's today. She reckons I've got sinusitus, therefore all the headaches/ earaches/ throataches/ general aches, and I have pills to make things happy again *manic smile*
Also, quick question, why did it take until I was standing at a bus stop in Cotteridge for someone to tell me that I had a pink Amnesty sticker stuck to my bum? October 15 >:-(I HATE FUCKING SHOES AND I HATE FUCKING RETAIL AND I HATE FUCKING NEXT AND CLARKS AND DOLCIS AND ALL THE OTHER FUCKING SHOE SHOPS AND IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR
 All I want is a pair of shoes that I like. October 14 Who Said A-Levels Were Too Easy?Here is the work I have to do this weekend: (underlined ones complete, for lack of line-through option)
And I need to get a new top for school + a decent bday pressie for Ellen + it's a week for young people's group at Meeting. No fair!!! Good thing, however: I have had my first singing lesson, which was sehr cool, and next time, when my throat is not being rubbed about in gravel, will no doubt be even cooler! October 13 Angels!On signing into MSN, the little 'Today' box came up as usual, this time with an article described as 'How angels can give your lovelife a boost'. Now normally that sort of article should be kept at the end of a large stick, preferably under water. However I have hours worth of Mechanics work to do, and an undone composition assignment in for tomorrow, so naturally the trashier the distraction, the better. I must admit I was also a little curious! What awaited me on the other end of the link was an article which took me to new heights of ridiculousness - read it and cry!
Of course, I will be calling upon the angels to get me some attention from him. Or not..
Note: this isn't meant to offend anyone's religious beliefs about angels, I just think the whole implication of the article is slightly stoopid. October 09 Trying To Be :)I've got a suggestion here. It applies to myself every bit as much as everyone else, but here we are..
I don't kno bout anyone else, but I have had an abysmal week. Mainly cos I've been feeling really really ill (for a variety of interesting reasons), but also because everyone seems to be falling out with everyone else. As no doubt you have all witnessed, I've been Queen of the Bitches. I had my reasons (very good ones, as far as I was concerned), but that doesn't make it more pleasant to listen to, and may have caused some other ructures in people's friendships. I hope not cos I hope that the people I was bitching to have been more discreet than that, but the chance remains.
Similarly, everyone in the extended 'group' seems to have been getting really narked with everyone else, and again I'm as guilty of that as the next person. Maybe it's cos we're all tired/ ill, maybe it's cos with the year above starting unis, and going off to new places and or new experiences, everyone's feeling a little vulnerable. Maybe it's just the domino effect.
Anyhow, I'm sorry for what I've been saying and doing, there was only one person I actually meant it about, and *touch wood* she hasn't heard anyway. So can we all wipe the slate clean, as it were? Can everyone, including myself, make a real effort this week? October 07 All IllWhich is nicht gut. However, it's meant I can take the day of school, which is a very good thing given how this week's been, and I can do work on the sofa with the radio on and a hot water bottle, instead of in an overheated classroom going bright red, feeling sick and getting backache from the school chairs. So as long as my antibodies take the hint and get to work before tomorrow evening (Chris' bday party) all ist gut! October 04 More To The PointHaving had some food, and therefore feeling a little better, I come to the point that I had intended to blog about today.
Does anyone else find it slightly disturbing that Mr Middleton does a very good impression of a dog on heat whenever Bethanny Hughes' name is mentioned, and that he manages to be even more innuendous than Mr Drury, just by power of implication? Every lesson? Issues Of The EgoI hate arrogance. Arrogant people are smug, rude, and completely unaware of the effect that they have on other people. The only thing worse than an arrogant person is someone who is arrogant without cause, because they don't even have the right to have a high opinion of themselves, and the fault that annoyed you in the first place merely becomes exacerbated. Confidence is good, necessary even, but arrogance steps over that line and just becomes really, really unpleasant. I hope that whatever people accuse me of, and there are things a-plently that I could very justifiably be accused of, I hope that arrogance is not one of them. Needless to say, this was triggered by an event today, which basically really upset me. I'm not gonna name-drop on here because if I've told you what happened then there's no need, and if I haven't, it's probably best that it stays that way. Also, you never know which friend of a friend could be reading this and happen to make a remark, and quite honestly, it's not worth the hassle. But it's been building up for over a year now, and I'm shocked at quite how big an issue it's become in my mind, quite unnecessarily really. Maybe it's cos I don't have enough confidence to stand up for myself, though again that's surprising given the context. I hate arrogant people, I really do. October 03 Strange Things Are HappeningToday something bizarre happened. I was sitting in the library in my free, at a table with Lawrence and Reuben among others, as I have for most of my frees this year, as we've all dropped our subject in that timetable block. We started having a conversation, and it was the exact same conversation that we'd had before. Same responses, everything. It got to the point where Reuben had to stop himself from going to get a dictionary, just to prove that we were not in a time warp, and history was not repeating itself!
*spooky music*
In other, slightly more normal news, I still have a cold and it's pissing me off. October 02 Mathsification - The OutcomeI lied, there were about 200 books when it came to looking through them. I've kept about 50, including a book on the reading list from Cambridge which looks really good and it's even better cos I don't have to spend time, money or effort on buying it myself. Also in the boxes were a handful of actual antiques, a Catholic novel, the political writings of Rousseau, and a book entitled 'The Divorce of Catherine of Aragon'. I didn't keep those.
Today has been weird. Dad was having 'a little gathering of a few friends before lunch' to celebrate his promotion. This 'little gathering' took out the whole day, practically, consisted of about thirty people, and we'd all eaten so many nibbles by the time we had lunch at about 3 o clock (we were waiting for people to go!), none of us wanted any supper. Needless to say, I haven't got my maths paper done.
I'm actually being really stupid here, I'm on the computer without my glasses (breaking a golden rule) cos it was on and I couldnt be bothered to go up to the other end of the house to get them, so I won't be able to see to get upstairs. And this font's tiny... oops.. |
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