I just bought presents for Elled and Naanis. I’ve been finally reunited with her after a week long absence. Jesus. She was an incubus of viral plague unfortunately, it caused her to have several mental breakdowns over the week, lovely.
I haven’t written anything in so long, I realised just how long today. I’m sat in a library, using the computers in here. Fortunately tumblr.com isn’t blocked at school which as a relief, I was beginning to lose contact with cyberspace, and it was becoming lonely. Ha.
Elled’s shindig was rather a gas, an 80’s theme. Obviously I dressed as flamboyantly homosexual as possible and dressed as Adam Ant of Adam and The Ants fame, it was fabulous. I think I’ve already written about that though.
UCAS is a pain in the neck, I recently discovered a fantastic group on freakbook entitled “Fuck UCAS, we should have a university sorting hat”. Now, I don’t completely understand the Harry Potter reference, since I’m not a fan of snotty teenage literature (among the likes of Twilight, Harry Potter or anything by Jacqueline Wilson) I didn’t completely get it. But I have been informed by a friend that the sorting hat arranges people into school groups. I was thoroughly impressed by this idea, maybe it would be a good idea to use some mystical accessory in order to attain a place at university. And we could have some kind of special “Clearing Hat” to sort out all the students who didn’t quite get the grades they needed.
Joking aside, Christmas is only 9 days away, and I’ve only bought presents for four people. And two of those people are Elled and Naani, I don’t much like what I’ve gotten them, and I don’t know if they’ll like it or not. It depends entirely on their tastes really, I’ve lost my rather impressive talent for buying people amazing presents for special occasions. I’m broken hearted.
I’ve discovered recently the art of the Oxford Comma. I thoroughly enjoy it’s usage, since I’ve always been trained in not using the word “And” after a comma. However, according to my sources (Blenky) she informs me that it’s called an “Oxford Comma” in which the comma is used for emphasis rather than to signify a pause. Big times I think.
Christmas is coming, and I think i’m not excited one little bit. I just enjoy eating the little false chocolates I get in my Hello Kitty advent calendar. (Spot the Oxford Comma)
Bools out. x
