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[Jul. 23rd, 2009|11:53 am] |
Next year of my life
Was given an unconditional offer this morning! Exciting... And ever so slightly worrying, as I only applied on Tuesday night! Have emailed my tutor asking if they even contacted him for a reference... Am going to try and go down for an open day after I get back from holiday (!) to see what it's all about.
Anyone have any experiences of Kingston University? Please tell me it's not that bad... |
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[Jun. 4th, 2009|11:27 pm] |
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Watched The Reader with my sister this evening. Loved it. But now feel like I will always be sad for the rest of my life. |
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| Cushion what I made |
[Feb. 24th, 2009|02:55 am] |
( Union Jack Goodness )
I am pleased with it I think. The stitching on the white bits is a bit fucked up, the cross is a bit wonky and I didn't put the buttons on because I couldn't find them and the button hole thing on my sewing machine didn't go big enough anyway, but I might pop them on tomorrow if I have time. Fi and Marcus are coming to stay tomorrow evening so I can give it to them then. Also have to finish my dissertation and get it printed and bound at some point. Yawn. I have to go to bed. |
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[Dec. 9th, 2005|10:40 pm] |
..because i am restless, and know how desparate you all are to know my opinions on eggnog etc..
1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?
from what i understand of it, egg nog contains raw egg. which, i would assume, is not a lovely thing to drink. so hot chocolate.
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree?
he wraps them. rather coincidentally, in the same wrapping paper that my parents use
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?
my brother and i always try and do something classy, like, only using white lights and silver decorations or whatever. but then my sister comes along and just attaches everything she can find. which is clearly the way it should be.
4. Do you hang mistletoe?
no
5. When do you put your decorations up?
my mother hates hates hates christmas, so we dont have decorations. we always insist on a tree, but she usually doesnt concede until christmas eve.
6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)
uh.. im quite into stuffing, i guess. and bread sauce. but i eat that all the time just on its own anyway.
7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child?
i don't remember anything particularly remarkable. one time there was a snow drift outside our front door, and we made a snowball that came up to my waist. i suppose that was nice.
edit - just remembered, my best christmas memory. last year, my brother and i were about to go to bed on christmas day, when i looked outside and realised there was loads of snow, everywhere. it has started after dark, so we hadnt noticed. so we went out and played in the snow, for hours. it was awesome. there are pictures on here somewhere.
8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?
i noticed that a chocolate in my stocking had come out of a box of chocolates in my living room. rumbled.
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?
use to, when i was an extremely spoilt, impatient and excitable child. not anymore. altho, i do open all my presents before christmas, when noone else is around, then wrap them back up again. because i am a cunt. so yes.
10. What kind of cookies does Santa get set out for him?
i think we used to leave mince pies. but no longer.
11. Snow! Love it or Dread it?
snow is awesome.
12. Can you ice skate?
ice-skating used to be quite a popular birthday party activity.. but i was never any good. however, they are setting up an ice rink behind debenhams in taunton this year, so maybe i will have a go. or maybe i will just laugh at people falling over.
13. Do you remember your favorite gift?
my ipod was the one thing i have really really wanted, and then received, and not expected it at all. altho actually, the best present i ever got was from my grandmother.. i was about twelve, and severely susceptible to peer pressure, and everyone else had combat trousers to wear on the school trip the next day and i didnt. and so she went to peacocks and bought me some, and a matching top. it wasnt at christmas or anything, i was just ridiculously desparate. quite out of character, really; i suppose i must have been trying to be a girl.
14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you?
free stuff.
15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?
i hate christmas pudding and shit. generally my mother makes me something high in carbohydrates and sugar, which i enjoy.
16. What is your favorite holiday tradition?
don't really have any. i like talking to buzzy on christmas day, because it makes me feel somewhat grown up to talk to someone outside of my family on christmas day. also, i usually talk to jordan late on christmas ever, as her family are cool and stay up really late and get drunk, and mine are lame and banish me to my room whilst they wrap all their presents with three hours to spare.
17. What tops your tree?
some tacky silver plastic star.
18. Which do you prefer Giving or Receiving?
giving is cool, if you are actually giving the person something they want. receiving is cool, if you are actually receiving something you want. otherwise, the whole process is gay.
19. What is your favorite Christmas Carol?
this very evening, i told the story of how i sang the once in royal david's city solo at the school carol service when i was 9. my proudest moment. i also like that rejoice rejoice emmanuel one, as it always sounded a bit jewish to me, and i love them jews.
20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yum? |
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[Oct. 12th, 2005|08:16 pm] |
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i am ridiculous. i am so lazy. i have spent the last two days doing absolutely nothing, just sitting and napping and smoking and watching the television, and its disgusting. i have things to do, constructive, enjoyable things, but i just dont do them. i just sit about and read heat magazine and promise myself i shall do them in a minute. right, the one task i have been trying to do for the last two full days, the one and only task, is to print out three pictures. that is it. i am going to do that now; expect me to report back within the hour, saying it is done. otherwhise, i shall smother myself with a pillow.
(ps.. i hate college. their printers dont work, and you have to have a card to use the photocopier. fuck that. i hate growing up).
edit- done. that took me 13 minutes, to find and resize and print them all. i could have done this whole project in, like, an afternoon.. now i just need to photocopy them, on a really cheap photocopier which i am yet to locate, and then paint them, and then write on them. i can seriously do all this tomoro.. i just havent done it yet, because i couldnt make the printer at college work and didnt want to ask again. i suck. suck suck suck. but at least i have finally done something.
go me. |
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| resort pearls |
[Aug. 23rd, 2005|04:22 pm] |
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| | what is truth - johnny cash | ] |
ok, so.. i have to have a PORTFOLIO to take to interviews or whatever.. what the fuck do i need to have in my portfolio? my backlog of artwork consists of.. three films (will films count as part of this?), sketchbooks and shit that went with these films, altho they contain no sketches, as i do not draw.. an essay i did as part of my coursework (its good, got 100%).. and some shit from last year that i made.. like, a pot and a tshirt, or something. fuck.. someone advise me.
had a freaky dream last night, in which me and two other people were in this warehouse, and we had to show our clothes that we had made in this fashion show.. the boy before me had made like a massive spider suit or something, it was amazing.. and i only had a dress and a tshirt.. scary. whatever. further education sucks. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2005|10:22 am] |
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this sucks. why am i struggling so hard to find an establishment willing to let me pay them thousands of pounds over the next three years? fucking cunts. i just have no idea what i want to do. gap year is obviously an option, but im too lazy and poor to go travelling, and staying at home when everyone goes off to university will just be depressing, and i dont want to get a job. have been looking at english and art courses.. all the universities offering english are shit, frankly, just the universities noone actually applies to until they are desparate, and all the art courses are either shit, or incredibly hard to get onto (like, require actual artistic talent, rather than just the ability to copy things out of books nicely, which is about as far as i go). have emailed fyzal telling him to call me when he wakes up, but that wont be for hours.. i really want to just ditch and go to jane's or fi's or wherever, but kind of feel like i need someone to absolve me of any responsibility before i do. god, going out tonight is going to be vile.. i think i may refuse to discuss results or universities.. o, fuckers. fuckers fuckers fuckers. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2005|08:45 am] |
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didnt get into sussex. cunts. am now searching the ucas clearing thing, altho the website is appalling, and really doesnt work.. dont even know if im allowed to do this, or whether i am obliged to take the offer from kent.. fuck that. i need buzzy or fyzal to tell me what to do. fuck. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2005|07:38 am] |
business studies - b
english - b
art - a
not too bad. should have got an a in english. but fucked up blake and shakespeare (cant even remember the exams).. got a Merit in the advanced extension award english thing, which is good.. and got 100% for my art cw essay, which my teacher said was shit.. hahaha. still not sure whether im in. when does the admissions office open? fuck fuck fuck.. |
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| up yours stapello |
[Aug. 18th, 2005|12:02 am] |
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| | rufus - in a graveyard | ] |
WHY IS NOBODY ANSWERING THEIR FUCKING PHONES? i have decided i need as many distractions as possible.. so thus far, we have fyzal and paul on msn, tv on, music playing, reading livejournal, but i need someone on the phone.. cant ring anyone from school, as i dont want to talk about results, buzzy is researching flights to mexico, and noone else is answering their fucking phones! fucking cunts. i feel horrible. i am the most impatient person ever.. and i cant envisage ever getting to sleep.. oh, fuck, fuck fuck fuck. if only i didnt know there was something horrid at the end of all this waiting.. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2005|02:07 pm] |
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AWESOME. completely out of sync with the tradition of write-and-reply, another package turns up in the post. i love people who dont stick to the rules. |
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| so fetch |
[Aug. 14th, 2005|11:50 pm] |
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| | nothing, i have been condemned to silence | ] |
contrary to earlier entry, had a lovely evening on the telephone with buzzy and then sophie, whose timing is impressive.. was abruptly ended by my psychopathic sister demanding that i was being too loud and she could hear everything i was saying and i should stop talking about her. we weren't talking about her, we were talking about alex baker, but my protests fell on deaf, angry little ears. she informed everyone in the house of my crimes, and then went back to bed. o well. sophie and i are hanging out next week (hopefully minigolf) and then going out on her birthday, wkend after next. awesome. now am going to watch mean girls. despite the fact that i watched it yesterday (and a thousand times before that). heart.. |
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| lean in close and speak to me low |
[Aug. 14th, 2005|09:11 pm] |
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i kind of feel like being romantically depressed this evening.. like, walking around a city in the rain, something symbolic and cinematic. alas, this is hard to do out here.. my friend eddie used to wander vaguely on the moors and drink whiskey and start fires and things, which was quite good, but i dont quite have the motivation for anything so vigorous as that. i am becoming impatient with regards correspondence.. writing letters seems about the only thing i want to do right now, and making mix cds. but one has to wait for replies before one can set about working again. and whilst i know the replies will come, i cannot make them come any quicker than they want to. so i just have to sit and wait, i suppose. i need more people to write to. people who are interested, because sending unsolicited mail is just desparate. im just so bored.. and i know i shall soon yearn for these empty months, when im stuck in a sea of many essays and little sleep. but life is dull without a project. however, there is an event on the horizon.. next weekend, i am going to cousin lucy's birthday party with buzzy, and then visiting cousin jordan, who i have not seen for many months.. so that should be fun. also, we are getting a puppy soon, a little yellow one, which is lovely. i just want to do something.. not neccessarily constructive, but meaningful. four days on the results countdown. i am more nervous than i thought i would be, but not nearly as nervous as i ought to be.. my subconscious arrogance will carry me through until the mighty blow hits. |
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[Aug. 12th, 2005|10:00 pm] |
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man.. i just had sweet and sour chicken, and pulled my piercing into my face with my teeth.. it hurts like a BITCH.. it has a really small ball thing on the end, so i feel a bit unsafe now, may check if the piercing place is open tomoro and get a new one.. ouch. feel at a bit of a loose end this evening, like i ought to be doing something, dont know why.. dont know what i wouldn like to be doing. well actually, i do, but shallnt say.. not because it is filthy or anything.. just secret. secrets make my face heart. i need some kind of project.. i might play guitar tonight. it is such a dispiriting exercise that i dare not try very often, but tonight i think im up for it. god, summer is dull today.. |
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| won every day |
[Aug. 8th, 2005|03:42 pm] |
just got home. had an awesome time. did some very funny things.. danced a lot, which is unusual. phoebe and i judged a male beauty contest. i went swimming THREE times. which is a lot. laughed a lot and stuff. had a wicked last night, only got two hours sleep, feel like shit. it was fun.
just got my school report, which is a bit fucking awesome.. man, i miss school already.. here it is -
art - clare has continued to explore and exploit the possibilities of time based media and feminist concerns throughout the year. there is no doubt that she is an intelligent, independent and original individual whose work reflects deep personal and firmly held beliefs. it has been a pleasure teaching clare through both gcse and a level and i wish her the very best on her university course, i am sure that she will gain much from the experience.
business studies - i have told a consistent story about clare's approach to business studies over the past two years: she is an able student who can produce fine pieces of work and acheive top grades - when she wants to. i sincerely hope she decides to do so in these exams. it's hers for the taking. i wish her all the best for the future.
english - always an elegant and intelligent essay writer, clare has continued to work at her own steady and unhurried pace throughout the final terms. her understanding and insight into the texts of king lear and blake have been very impressive. with careful revision and the motivation to learn essential quotations, she should do very well.
group tutor - there are elements in these reports which suggest clare ought to bring a little more discipline and organisation to her studies. criticisms aside, though, clare has plenty of potential to acheive a very good set of a levels and has already developed intellectual interests which should blossom at university. she is capable of independent work and expressing her own opinions and no doubt will progress in these areas.
house - i am sure that clare feels ready to move away from the school environment and i have no doubt that she will thoroughly enjoy life at university. clare has made the avoidance of house sports into an art form and she has never been persuaded to take part in any activities. (i have to admire her calmness under fire!) however, she did win the house cup for best general knowledge score! she also came first in her year in a poetry competition and has been very successful in the maths challenges. we will miss clare, and the jumpers, next year, and wish her every enjoyment in the future. good luck also with the publishing plans.
headmaster - clare has ploughed her own furrows and rightly so, for no person is the same as another and nor should they be moulded to appear like the terracotta soldiers! i thank clare for being clare and i anticipate that she has the intelligence to meet sussex's offer with some fat to spare. do keep in touch clare - a postcard from brighton next year would make my day!
the best one is the last one, especially when you consider that i have never in my eight years at school spoken to this man.. i expect he may know my name, due to my slightly erratic reports, but i really doubt he even knows what i look like.. haha. awesome. |
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