Hi guyz

Sorry for the lack in blogposts, I'm kinda sick.

Luckily we have 2 days off college, but I had to call in ill on one of the days so far XD. And you know me, I hate taking days off because I miss people Oh dear, right.

Well, On Monday I had a mahussive break and the library was chocka so I sat on a bench and then Sarah and Chris (with the now mended wrist) came along.

They were going off to the woods to take photos of a fight scene between Dimetri and.. someone? I only read like a small part of it, and I can't remember how they spelled the name, I would spell it Dimitri but that looks wrong now.

ANYWAY.

They went into the woods with this other guy who was a tad annoying XD and I stood around and took film and photos XD I edited the film leaving Sarah being a fine example of a nutjob:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srQDh_4dpSc

And the photos off my terrible 1.5 megapixel camera on my phone are above!! This will please the visual learners that read my blog.

Anyway, other than that I've been sick. Normally I would go in on a tuesday at 12:30 to get Louise from French but instead I was really effing ill so I stayed in bed. Here are some more photos I have taken whilst being ill and dizzy/dehydrated/weird:

So those first two, this is a ladybird that is living in our house, it's been around for ages I mean what does it eat!? It was on my toy frog Chester and then on the bannister thing this morning

This is the sim family I created when I got bored of French and Spongebob:

The French woman (Fleur-Louise) and the South American man (Fernando)  had a toddler (Luc). Then they got pregnant with a girl (Emilie). Whilst pregnant F-L went off flirting with some random dodgy looking guy called Clark Peddler who works at the grocery store, meanwhile Fernando made a band with this lovely lady called Hazel Daye (It was gonna be Holly Daye but I mean, really, that would fail) whilst they both looked after Luc, and when F-L came back from flirting with Clark she gave birth, then about a day later invited Clark over and they started kissing, and then Fernando broke up with her, they were upset, I video recorded it will upload it later, and then she buggered off probably to live with Clark, whilst Fernando moped and looked after Luc. Then him and Hazel fell in love and she's pregnant and I was just about to propose when Louise Parkface came on Skype, so I had to save it ;)

This is Mungo

This is Nelson. THEY WANTED NOMS. IT WAS ONLY FOUR.

Other than that today was strike action and most educational establishments were closed yay. Maddy went striking/protesting and got herself on the TELLY like in the corner holding a sign next to a big banner thing, she's very pwoud :3

And tomorrow is review day, but I don't know if I'll be well enough. It's okay, only two weeks until we break up really 2 or 3 anyway, then it's xmas yayyyy!!!

I'm missing my brother he's doing some Royal Marines course thing :D

That's it for now, Love to you, readers new and old <3

Ray <3 xx

I had a scawy dweam...

It was really really odd. I have a lot of dreams along this vein, but this is the final in the series, well it has to be, because most of the people died.

Since I went to Poland, I have had dreams where various friends and I got taken to a weird faculty and tried to escape but I got drugged and my English teacher was trying to save us and we were all wearing black jumpsuits (like the ones from that reel big fish video...)

So it turned out that that was my old school, oasis, and Itchen saved all it's own students back, as well as a few other students/captives, such as Erin and some other people that I can't remember, but I know Erin was there XD

Now these dreams have been going on since a while back, and I basically said goodbye to a lot of friends in the earlier dreams, as Itchen declared war on Oasis. The main element though is that we are a group of student soldier type things, and we were fighting oasis and winning.

Shaun was our old leader, but he was injured in battle, so it was mainly just us on our own for a while. Claire, my tutor, tried hard but didn't quite get it.

My dream was basically the end of the battle, and the aftermath of it, here it is:

We were standing beside each other, as usual, weapons and wit at their peak, standing on the top row of the tiered seating in the main hall. Those from Oasis were beginning to retreat, running and jumping over the stage and down a long hatch into the basement. We had been all around their before, but we were always winning, all of us had previously been captured so we knew what it meant to win. The hatch is a blind-spot you have to jump without seeing the bottom, it isn't that far down, but it makes you an open target.

Anyway, our group jumped down in two lots, I was in the second lot. Someone threw a grenade, someone from Oasis. It was their headteacher, or well, the leader of the torture facility it now is.

This meant, the last thing I saw was fingers being blown off my hand, and then there was nothing, I knew a lot of people were dead though.

The next scene must have been sometime later. I was walking past our old military base/home thing. People's houses who were there were now gone, they had either moved or been demolished, and I think I was going home for the first time. My house was left, and I went in, and mum was there with her six other children, and the house was an absolute tip. I had a huge scar on my hand but all my fingers were there.

Mum began having a go at me, for not coming home sooner. She didn't understand why everyone had gone. I went and sat in the back room and started tidying, she'd obviously gone mad, there were clothes EVERYWHERE, and she was wearing the latest CTFxC t-shirt, which is odd.

I chucked my stuff in my bag and went to college. The field with all the houses is based on Poland, so it felt familiar but far, and I had a long walk to college through some woody areas.

When I got there Claire was waiting for me. I felt pretty sour, I didn't want to be there. We walked to the hatch thing, and the Oasis teacher person was locked in a cell, she stuck her head out so I grabbed her glasses and broke them one handed, with my scarred hand.

Claire told me off for that. We soon went to tutor, where everything was normal, despite being in the wrong classroom. Were were looking at the student bulletin, and she said "Rachel, I think you're behind on your feedback report" I said, I'm not, I did it, and I'm not fucking doing it again, and then I threw my phone, and the back came off, and I put it back on and ran out of tutor.

I found Will sat on a bench, he asked me if I was okay and I sad no. Then Sam from BPS appeared and put a cup of tea on a podium thing on a trellace thing, and then Will was like "here, have some tea"

Then I woke up.

ZE ENDDD

IT'S Firetrucking

Freezing in my room.

System of a down just came on, I love this song pfftt hahaha.

When I killed yoourr rock aand rolll (8)

But that's besides the point. Do you know how hard it is to type whilst wearing gloves?

Eat all the grass, eat all the grass that you want, accidents happen in the dark (8)

Basically, I'm wearing my gloves and I'm fully dressed because I'm flipping freezing.

I mean I'm fully dressed and in bed, I don't normally hang around naked.

Oooh Spanish Ska, how nice of you to join me. I'm not going to bother type the lyrics. If anybody cares, the band is 'tercer modulo ska' and I'm listening to 'tierra verde'

Third ska module - green earth, basically :P

It really is cold though, I was on the phone to Ouiselegs on the way home today, and my finger like totally nearly fell off, from cold. Here's a picture of me right now, well actually a few minutes back XD

I look the same though :P

Oh do you know, I really like the new interface in the aspect of the photo uploader, because it doesn't take 3 years and it doesn't put pictures automatically at the top.

Anyway, do you like my gloves? I'm so cool... too cool, these gloves aren't helping much.

I'm now listening to a Jay-z/radiohead remix. Jaydiohead... interesting...

I had McDonalds earlier, I like, always get the same thing, which is a bigmac meal with a vanilla milkshake which makes some people shake their heads at me. But I like milkshakes!!

How greedy sexy am I....?

IT'S A MAHUSSIVE MILKSHAKE THOUGH.

I made this bed I choose to lie in it (8) (good charlotte)

I'm trying to have a conversation on skype with Louise, but I'm failing because I'm blogging because Sarah made me envious that she was writing a blog.

Argh my mouth is all itchy and pulsating like when I ate those nuts in Poland, and I thought I was going to have an anaphylactic shock XD I was fine, though.

I have had about 6 comments about my CTFxC hoodie this week, this is because they got married, recently, like, I wear this hoodie regularly and nobody notices, until after the wedding.

TUSK TUSK I am a loyal fan.

Sarah's such a loyal Tobuscus fan she's doing her English project on him, how lol is that.

My Wena is lonely tonight (8)

That reminds me of my good friend Chloe, Kinda miss Chloe. :P

So me and mum and Alex are going off into Gunwharf tomorrow, and I have nothing else to do except pester Louise on skype for all eternity :D

So, well, goodbye, I haven't got much today :D

Lovesssssses

Ray <3 xx

THIS IS MY 101 BLOG!!

I gave in

I caved. I crumbled away and fell into the abyss that is a blog.

I'm meant to be editing my EPQ video, it's not my fault I really hate it, and I can't be bothered, although I doubt it would take 10 minutes to make it better... I wrote the entire report today, In my break in the library, then bought a 'Wispa' and went to Spanish, and even got a CD to put my EPQ on, but I just don't want to do it. I have to get up earlyish tomorrow to walk the dog, and print out every single shred of EPQ evidence, and type up a set of links and things, which is fine, it's just the darn video project.

And it really won't take that long, I just have to take out a couple of clips, slow a transition (TRANSITION) down, and put the music back on... Honestly, Ray, get your act together!!

I suddenly desperately want to watch Aqui no hay quien viva. I haven't for AGES. I need to learn French though, but that programme is so flipping hilarious, like really :P

Ohhhh I will have to do that video soon, I need motivation XD If I just got it done it would be fine, wouldn't it? Well I'm too silly for that nonsense, I can have it all done by flipping Wednesday.

I will also start to transcribe my English data afterwards, I actually enjoy transcribing. Might put it on the blog sometime long after my coursework is done.

That reminds me, I have my music coursework (from 2009/2010), might put that online hahaha... So odd.

If you didn't know, I grew a tumblr. I don't use it in the same way I use anything else, it's just for major splurging really. Splurging sturgeons, batman!

I have a faceeeeebooooook notification. Oh, it was my mum liking my status, I'm so popular haha :')

Well, I suppose I'm going to go and do this silly thing, then fill in my EPQ booklet as much as possible, then transcribe my data, and print shiz off tomorrow :)

Outro of darkness then redness then whiteness,
Thewinneroftodaysblogstshirtisannotatedinthebottommiddleoftheblogpost!
Bless your face, If you sneezed during blog, bless you
Badadadadadadaaa followwwww
Peace off
BOOP!!

Toby style ending... Also Charles and Alli got MARRIED!!
Seeing as that video isn't up yet, and I don't have a Louise to distract myself with...

GOODEVE, FAIR FRYER.

Ray <3 xx

P.S.... I'm using the new interface. I feel it's time.

A toast.

Okay, so, I've been feeling terrible.

Really, really really really reaaallllyyyy terrible.

I doubted I was liked, felt I was just inflicting pain on the world, and wondered if any of it was real.

This has, affected everything majorly. My computer is full of drafted suicide notes, explanations, wills, funeral plans, apologies and all sorts. My blog has suffered massively, tumblr shows the perfect fluctuations my moods have been having, my friendships have been stretched and pulled about, I had no motivation, college was slipping, my EPQ has a thick 2 inches of dust, and yeah.

So, bloggers, or readers, most of you that read, blog, so ner, but I just wanted to apologise to you, firstly, for being so neglectful, but I also wanted to thank you, especially when people tell me they enjoy reading this.

I know it's not in the same vein as normal, but things will resume shortly.

<3 Ray xx

Trying to do History here!!

Dog walking adventure!!

So, I had a day off today, and walked the dog, because I love walking him.

He was depressed because I was sat downstairs in my pyjamas stroking the cat at 9am instead of walking him like on a Tuesday and Wednesday, but I was getting all my tweets through my phone, that literally lasted FOREVER, and I had to clear my inbox twice.

So anyway, I get Mungo all ready and lovely to go out, and I'm just walking along the final stretch near the bench where I let him off the lead, and some people emerge from an old path. There was verbal interaction:

Man: He-hello, good morning

Me: Morning :)

Man: Lovely da- urr, we're David and Martin from the 'street homeless team'.. um. Have you

seen anyone residing here in a tent?

Me: ....uh.... no.

Man: Thanks, no problem.

Then I walk on up the path. The men chat behind me, whilst I talk to Mungo like the sane person I am, and other dog walkers greet each other.

David: There's quite a few dog walkers, I mean, someone must have seen something

Martin: Yes, well, if we just wait here, and ask...

David: Excuse me, we're from the street..... ((as he goes and asks a second dog walker))

So, I let Mungo off the lead, and we were walking around and stuff, and he was playing with his ball as usual, then dropping it to sniff something and me having to go and find it... **sigh**

Then, I was texting mum, and the next thing I know, is Mungo has a really REALLY huge stick. Have some piccies :P

And summore :P

Personally, I think he's an idiot.

Now while all this was going on, there where flies floating above my head!! Like hundreds, and it was weird, and some man was watching me swoop and duck around as I swatted them with the ball-thrower thing we have. Sometimes when I walk the dog on the other bit of the green, there are flies always above the goalposts, I find this VERY odd, and tell Louise every time I'm on the phone with her XD

I tried to get a picture of that too, let me see if I can find it:

Not really very visible, Ray... Stupid me, ah well, me and Mungo went off a bit further up because I was scared of a mass-fly attack, and this woman with a lovely looking boundy bouncey dog, bounded and bounced up at me, knocking the wind out of me and giving me internal bruising, making me double over and my eyes water massively, and the owner didn't even notice because she was on her phone ARGH...

So I was like, trying to call Mungo over to get him on the lead, which is extremely hard to do when winded, as it happens.

And he didn't want to walk, he wanted to sniff, so here I am, wheezing my way up the green dragging my dog up a hill. Silly non-compliant canines.

I found a car registration plate and wanted to keep it, but thought that I probably shouldn't and just photographed it (yes on my terible 1.5 megapixel phone camera):

I actually really like that picture haha.

Anyway, I got home in need of caffeine, and I don't like the taste of coffee much, so I mix instant coffee with chocolate nesquik powder, what you gonna do, it tastes brilliant and is probably worse for you than coffee, but has the same effect ;) Urgh, that crème brulée Starbucks thing Aaron had, ugh.

starbucks wasn't a word, so I clicked on it and Starbucks is now a word saved on Google Chrome's spell checky thing.

Right now, I am trying to tidy my room, because I have Royalty over, in the form of Princess Louise and Duchess Sarah this weekend :P. I am doing really well because my 5 minute tumblr break turned into a HUGE blog.

So, here you go guys, here's a picture of my filing:

Right, well I'd best go finish filing, find a long sleeved white top, do French then argue in Spanish with Tom for 4 hours.

Love peace, and chicken grease (if you know where that's from, a cookie to you, sir)

Ray <3 xx

THAT'S IT.

I need to blog, don't I.

I'm sicking of seeing the stupid effing Nazi post on the blog underneath this one.

Underneath hollywreath

OMG, it's nearly Christmas :D.

Okay, so today at college, I have been very emotionally unstable, and tomorrow we have a day off, but me and Tom are being brilliant language students and going to bribe and hypnotise prospective next year's first years to come and do language courses.

I think it's worth it, because, languages are amazing, because you can swear at people and talk about whatever you want and nobody knows.

It's my 18th soon, Yay... So excited hippopotami.... can't spell.

Tomorrow, I have to sleep, do an hour's French, walk the dog and actually make a start on my F-ing EPQ. I hate it, I hate Sam Lentils, I hate everything.

But waheyyy extra UCAS points. Doubt I'll pass well tbh XD

And I'm totally craving to go and binge on some American chocolate type stuff, whilst Aaron complains to me about breakfast muffins.

Chelsea made a blog today. I'm depressed because I can't put a hyperlink in her name right this second, like I do with all mon mates.

Edit: Chelsea's blog is HERE

And Maddy privatised her blog, because there are nasty people out there.

One time some formspring anomity person decided that too annoy me, they had to watch the majority of my youtube videos and comment about them, I retorted, it was very silly, and there's not much that can be done, and I hope that person feels really good about themselves, because we all know it's because I'm far better than you.

Honestly, why stalk me just to bully me, bit of an issue there, if you love me THAT much, just send me fan mail like everyone else ;)

And yeah, not much to say except I should probably TRY and watch Waterloo Road. Never missed an episode, ever.

Byeee

Ray <3 xx

How can I not...

We are studying Nazi Germany in History. Our teacher was talking about Hitler's ideologies, and he said:

"I hate Hitler, I hope you do too"

This made me look up from my notes on Aryan 'superiority', and look at the four pictures of Hitler on the board.

I don't hate him. I don't feel anything. I'm certainly not a fan, I don't agree with him, I don't ever want to be associated with him, or any Nazi symbols or anything at all like that, I am not racist, I'm pretty left-wing, and I don't believe at all with any of his policies.

Yet, I feel nothing. Nothing of the Nazis, nothing of Hitler, nothing at all. It just doesn't phase me, to hear about the brutality and extreme large scale of murders.

Why on earth is that? I don't know how my classmates feel, but I feel nothing towards it. Almost every British person of my generation, too, that I know of, will find it easy to talk about, in an almost jovial way at times, whereas my Polish friends, of course, find it either a) Difficult b) Upsetting or c) Take the complete piss and are worse than our relatively tame comments.

It is easy to talk and joke about Hitler and the Nazis, Firstly, humour is my way around many issues in MY life, but not my whole generation. I think that from the start, in year 4, we learnt about WW2 watching 'spywatch' and learning about the blitz. The enemies were the Nazis, right? Being the enemy seemed cool back then, the enemy with their big iconic flag, it did, we used to 'play' Nazis. Smart kids.

Then, as a history class, we didn't learn anything about Nazi Germany until year 8 and vaguely, and it wasn't until year 9, when our teacher got pissed at us not taking any lesson seriously he decided to make us all look at pictures of the ovens at Auschwitz and such. It shut us up for a while, whilst our teacher told us of it in cruel, disturbing ways that were sure to stick with us.

I just, I don't know, even though the idea of the death camps fills me with major unease, I just can't feel any hatred to the man responsible, or the Nazi soldiers responsible. I think that a large proportion of THEM were in an agentic state, or there's that crowd-personality behaviour thing as well, but the main man, Hitler, no.

No excuse for it, I don't believe in anything he did, it was awful, but I don't have an emotional response, I have no ability to relate, and I don't know anyone who was involved. Perhaps I am still too immature, or perhaps I'm just mentally detaching myself from deeply thinking of the horrors.

I answered what my history teacher said with the title. How could I not... but I don't.

Thanks...

Ray

I have too many video projects....

As many of you know, I am a youtube star (XD), and I have TOO MANY VIDEOS to upload/make/edit/film/plan

;)

So, at the moment, there's going to be mine and Sarah's project, which should hopefully start this Thursday, or perhaps before, depends.

Also mine and Lewis's food reviews, I'm just rendering the screme egg one, then I have tango turbo, cheesecake, possibly pizza and I swear there might be something else. Or I've just lost it.

There's the videos from Poland, and I don't really know how to do them justice, they're just nice memories for me atm.

I'm also planning to do a picnic advert for picnics to come, and at each picnic I will interview people about why people should go to picnics, I have big plans for that. Picnics take a lot of editing effort.

I also want to make a 'best of lewis' video, because there's just so much.

And I haven't forgotten/deleted any videos, from previous projects I never finished. I think I MAY have deleted eccles cake adventure, because it was a very badly filmed bore. So yeah, I got rid of it.

AND my EPQ is a video project, but I have to write an essay on that video, and it's far too embarrassing to put online, it's actual torture to watch XD.

So this is my life at the moment, it seems quite unproductive but I have 2 series, one to have further planning, i.e mine and Sarah's, and one to be uploaded and edited, in the reverse order, mine and Lewis's.

The first video of that will be going online soon, it just takes an hour to upload these things, darling youtube.

And aside from that, there's the random filming at college that happens and needs to be edited.

I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN..

Ray <3 xx

In the library ;)

So, I am in the library with Sarahbuscus, Chris with the sprained wrist (rhyming points) and Ouisehead.

Chris has now since left, and I moved to his seat, so I am now sandwiched inbetween Louise and Sarah...

Dierdre is over there, I know she wants to bug me about UCAS, but she's sort of being a wondery ghost...

Weronika says 'Hi'. She loves being the centre of attention even on my blog. "Hahahaha! That's not true!" Lol.

Well, I'm trying to organise a Christmas picnic, and have two affirmatives, and Louise is doing a serious blog, so I'm not going to interrupt..

Louise takes her blogs too seriously, or perhaps I don't take mine seriously enough lol, basically, she seems to put loads of effort and structure and genuine thought, and I just waffle on about rubbish, as you, my dear reader, know well.

Well she is banging on about an important issue: She's off to Auschwitz.

I couldn't spell that, and said about that at the exact same moment Sarah announced she couldn't spell 'mosaic'. Tehe.

Anyway, (anywah) Louise is off to Auschwitz on THURSDAY. Which is like, REALLY CLOSE. I'm kinda sad, but me and Sarah will have to go and write creatively sin Ouisey :'(.... Gaha-aa :(

I do love ouisey, but she will be in Polonia for a whooolleeeeeee day.

I went for a whole three weeks, so I'm better.

Mam zez i jestem czajnik ;). Hahaha.

This blog is sooo fragmented, Weronika kept having a chat. Now Sarah's being poirot and can't work out Shaun's handwriting.

Louise reads it as Poy rut
I'm reading it as Pwah Roe
And Sarah doesn't even know what 'a poirot' is... **sigh**

Shaun has one amalgamated letter for the 'ing' free phoneme suffixy thing.

Yay english language terms... Lolz...

"Shaun is really consistent with his random letter creating!" says Sarah. Now I worked out the 'ing' thing (more rhyming points plz) Sarah has cracked the rest of the code and can now effectively create the best personal statement ever.

Michelle seems to be determined to crack my head open, by pulling my chair out whilst I'm on it. Sitting doesn't seem to be the appropraite verb for wheely-chairs. More like 'riding' or something.

Louise wants to read my blog, despite it not being done yet, because I haven't wasted enough time yet. Michelle, Emily and Luke are arguing about whether the college contract thingies are minibuses or minivans.

MINIBUSES DAMMIT.

The plural of bus is busses? It should probably have one 's' in the middle. Buses. I don't know. We watched a war film thingy in English earlier, and I still have the old wartimey songs going on in my head. Going to cry... :'(

Sarah is calling my blogging method 'ugly'. Because I'm not using the new interface. WELL TAHA.

It's Marie Curie's... urm, birthday or something? Anyway, she's on google. (114 SAYS SARAH OMG OLD) Anyway I just happened to start singing:

'Marie Curie! She is ma lifee' With the librarian behind me, she didn't notice, she was busy telling Michelle and co off for causing a 'too-many-chairs-in-one-area-sitation-of-death' But now I keep singing this stupid Marie-Curie song that I made.

My brother has sat opposite me, in the Library, so we're having a fight thing, and apparently I use toby-isms in my everyday speech.

Sarah's Personal Statement is eating her soul.

Also, also, earlier I asked Louise and Sarah to guard my stuff while I went to the loo, and texted Sarah my epic dragon adventure. TO WHICH SHE IGNORED.

I'm devastated. Really. I could have been dying in the hungerous jaws of a maniacal dragon, and she was having a casual chat with Gothness McOuise.

Someone is looking at a blog just completely filled with pictures of people with big noses, photoshopped or otherwise... Life is so entertaining.

Someone was advertising their renault clio earlier.

Me and Louise had a war with the phrase:

I weally wouldn't want a weanaut cwio.

It was EPICCCCCCCC. Yes, Epicosity as demonstrated by a multitude of c's. A sea of c's... I need a life.

Sarah just said: "You sometimes need a random blog to be like bla bla badabah blah." I thought that was HILARIOUS, and thus wrote it in mon blog.

Alex is already leaving the library, I think he's going to a silly careers event thing. You see, we aren't allowed to leave until 4, and these events benefit both 1st years (with careers and unis visiting) and 2nd years (with university applications) But I'm going to uni next year, after 3, so I can finish my Spanish, and it's like SO DEPRESSING that I have to stay here until 4 just because of that :'( Claire won't let us go any earlier.

Louise has 3 French homeworks and one for History and isn't doing any of it. That is terrible, she is blogging, though.

Sarah is arguing with Wikipedia you see, and it's making me lol. People look like they're doing loads of work, but really, they're just all my minions doing nothing. Sarah is looking up the definition of 'profound' just to check, and is making some interesting noises.

Louise has to go and see Christian(o Ronaldo) soon, because her French is being a pain. I just gave Louise a demonstration of my ice-breaking activities in Spanish, which involved a demonstration of me skidding and falling into icy waters.

Sarah only noticed the demonstration and we both started laughing a bit too loudly, and the librarian came and told us off :/

Louise has written like a tonne of words, she has skill. I just, I can't stay on topic or make sense blogwise. How terrible is that!?

Louise is now writing over a tonne of words because she isn't going to Christian's history shenanigans. I couldn't spell it and had to look it up (using bing eurgh) and typed in this: shananahfoan.

Totally a GATEway student XD

We still have pretty much a WHOLE HOUR left of collegeing. I'm not amused, I will have to keep blogging, and I'm running out of stuff to talk about.

AAHH I'm like peeling, you know when you catch skin next your nail? Well it's like all the way down to my wrist now, and I'm like, seriously worried for my physical and psychological well being. But ohhh well XD

Mine and Sarah's convo:
Me: **sings Marie Curie song**
Sarah: THAT. That sounded like something... not Alvin and the chipmunks, but...
Me: Macy Gray?
Sarah: HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT!?
Me: Hahahaha. Shh.... That sounded like Tobuscus!!
Sarah: Haha, it was very reminiscent of Toby :'D

No we're talking about Toby Turner again... Louise has left her stuff here and logged on.

I was trying to tell Sarah where Los Angeles is, and had to use Never Eat Shredded Wheat to tell if it was on east or west.

She says she uses that method too; it makes her feel bad for eating shredded wheat, and is now infatuated by the map of the USA.

It is 7:16am in LA right now. HOW DARN EXCITING. Sarah is complaining about how the USA uses FAR TOO MANY adverts. Why am I so shouty today, on this here blog!?

What IS that?

The italics button like, had a fit, so I'm scared to use it, really. Sarah is really excited about the times of various places in the USA now... it's very entertaining... now she's back to her personal statement... **sigh** I may have to go back to Wikipediaring...

I'm not, I'm looking up schools on google images... tut tut tut tut.

I'm going to go now XD from this here blog lol.

Love Rayface <3 xx

Overdue blog...

Wow and wow.

Typed woe first, would have kept it, but that's the wrong mood :/

I have basically made a little minion out of Sarah hahahaha. I got her to listen to die antwoord, AND bloodhound gang, and sing both. Then I also got her hopelessly addicted to tobuscus.

All you have to do is say precarious and she's on the floor in a bath of her own laughter-juice.

What the heck is laughter juice anyway!?

Remember that history exam we had to do. I got an A with 21/24. Mon frere got 20/24 and got a B/A bahahahahaha

I WINN I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN... wheew, that was too much winning.

Charlie Sheen.

I had tea again today, been feeling as wrong as snow, so I had some tea to cheer me up. It didn't, it just gave me third degree burns to my lips, so, yum. Scalded to the point of probable return, was I, and only NOW am I complaining.

AHHH my phone background scared me. I changed it to be Toby related to entertain Sarah tomorrow hehehehe XD I keep forgetting and here goes.

**Compulsively press big-fat-lighty-up-phone-button**

My brain: "WHO THE HELL IS THAT MAN ON YOUR PHONE HOW DID HE GET THERE.. Oh wait, it's Toby. False alarm. NO DENNIS I SAID false alarm... arghhh"

My brain is stressed, it's probably because it strives to be what it cannot. A female donkey with one eye.

That is a really useless brain to have. I hope it doesn't actually morph into that kind of mammal-ly conundrum.

OMG ¿¡also guess what what guess also!? I got 1 mark from an A in my psychology test. Remember the one where I had finished it early and was sat in the library con Louiseface haha. I'm awesome.

I got 23 out of... something.

So yus, I am smarttttt yayyy, oh yeah, and I was my usual self.

((If you need an example please take a look at this blog))

I walked into Spanish, being my usual self, and found a new girl. First impressions are everything, so I hope she finds me a comedy genius and not a maniac. Either or both, really, I mean, a maniac I can live with, because I probably am one, sometimes.

Suddenly started imagining satsumas dancing. YES GOOGLE CHROME, THAT IS HOW YOU SPELL SATSUMAS.

No, I didn't mean Matsumoto or Sumatran(s) or Satanism... idiot.

No Chrome I <3 you... do a barrel roll ;)

That's all for now, I think XD

Love Ray <3 xx