Nightmare

Last night, I had this nightmare where my school, for just one subject, had to move to this building in the bad side of town. The building was next to a sandwhich shop and we became friends with the owner-- who had a great resemblance to Luke from Gilmore Girls. A creepy old man who was really odd, but still nice, lived on the other side of the building. Long story short, some form of zombie virus is formed and the old man gets it, but it's really weird and creates a zombie clone of you too. So you have a zombie clone AND the original with the brain craving-- but he's still humanly smart. Then I'm in a bathroom with my mum and we see three huge spiders so I get rid of them and realise (somehow) that the new influx of giant spiders caused it. Then my mum and I plan to get on a train to, uh, Italy for, wait for it, £15! I go and tell my dad but he has the virus and tries to eat me. I learn that the new spiders were threatened, and they infected people who weren't afraid of them-- like the old guy and my dad, and not my mum. I think I survived because I figured it out... and the fact I woke up, of course.

I'm guessing I had this dream for two reasons:
1) I watched The Happening last night.
2) I also caught a spider before bed.

Awkward

Wow, so... this is awkward. I'm sorry for leaving you, Blogspot. I truly am! It didn't work out with Wordpress. Wanna give it another go? Okay, cool.

My summer is almost over, it wasn’t eventful but in a strange way it was. I haven’t ventured out with my friends an awful lot; but oddly, I’m okay with that. It was a very YouTube orientated summer, which was very different and wonderful. I got out of school early, had Vivien stay with me for like two weeks and we did a variety of different things and I spent some time with Lana which I probably wouldn’t have done if I didn’t have an American to amuse. Vivien was like bait, I suppose. A worm. I used her to hook in my friends to spend time with me. Like skipping school to see the latest Harry Potter film. Or, maybe she’s like a nice shiney piece of tinfoil. Either way, I’m refering to my friend Lana as a bird or a fish.

Other than having an American eat my food and what not, I didn’t do much. I saw some friends, got questioned by the police, found a new love for Lady GaGa and went a variety of nights without sleep. I also saw some sharks, that was pretty cool.

Next week, I will be going to London to spend three days with people I met online. Yeah, I know how to party. I’m looking forward to that a lot. I also passed my AS Levels with good grades, not as good as I would have hoped, but hey, they were good, at least. I’ll have to work a lot harder next year if my dreams of going here or here are to happen. And who knows, maybe I will actually keep up with this blog this year!

The "thatoctopus" comparison:

Zach believes that we are very similar, and I disagree. He thinks that we should make a collab channel called "thatoctopus", and I disagree... once again. He doesn't think he has poofy hair, and I disagree. Get the point? I AM NOT LIKE THATFREAKINGZAK. -_-

Reasons I am like Zach:
- Alledgedly, we are both jerks.
- We both prefered the anime of Digimon to Pokémon.
- We both always chose the water type in the Pokémon games.

Reasons I am NOT like Zach:
- I do not have poofy hair.
- I do not own a penis.
- "I don't suck"- contributed by Leah. ("THAT DOESN'T COUNT"- Zach.)
- He likes the Welsh-- and I do not. :]

Feel free to contribute more. ^__^

A shining new era is tip-toeing nearer...

I hate England. I'm rather annoyed that I have to stay in England all through the summer. I have a lot of money. My own money... because I save it. I can do what I want with my money, and I'll be seventeen in a matter of months so... yeah. There is just one thing stopping me for waddling around various corners of places that arent' in England: college. Urgh. Last summer, they let us leave after our exams... so I left in early June. This year, they are making us stay and start next year's work already. It's so pointless. So, I have to stay in college untill July 17th. I think that Leah and Vivien are coming on the 13th or something... so I'll skip the last few days. I have August to stuff in, but that will still involve England. I don't care about Summer In The City anymore, just because it's in England. I've already been to London once this year. It smells sickening and I always feel bad because the homeless people sometimes make me laugh a little. I don't know whether to keep saving my money, on the off chance that I could go somewhere this year... or blow it all on a Macbook. The choice is: evil-country-that-must-die V.S pretty-computer-that-doesn't-turn-itself-off. *Sigh* So, all in all...

FML.

Ich liebe dich.

I feel really sick at the moment. I want some juice but I can't bring myself to get up to get any. Two minutes ago, I was absolutely freezing-- now I feel like i'm gonna boil to death. My dad says I have to go to bed at eleven tonight, but I'll probably just play Pokémon in bed or go on mobile Twitter or something. I don't want to go to school tomorrow but I'll be really behind on ICT if I miss a lesson... even though I haven't finished any of the work. I can't wait untill June, and I'll never have to ICT ever again. Ever. Speaking of things I don't want to do ever again: maths. I SUCK at maths. I sat my maths GCSE last year-- and failed. I took it again and failed once more. I'm the only one in the group of kids who failed for the second time who is trying again. Everyone else gave up. I don't even know if I need it for university or not. I already have my ALAN thingy in maths (Adult Literacy and Numeracy... it was easyyyy. ^_^) But... oh God... I can't carry on... I wanna go vomit or something.