Wallpapering & Physics & Kylie Minogue

I am in The Wallpaper... aka the schools magazanine. Except we don't actually do anything to do with the magazine prt of it.... we just mess around. Like I am doing now. Except I am not enjoying it particularly... because erm.

Well I am enjoying the fact that I am in charge of decorating the Pod (Wallpaper HQ) with tinsel... and baubles.... and gtenerally all things glittery in December.

In Physics we microwaved CDs. We were listening to Kylie Minogue's "Can't Get You Out Of My Head" Until I was forced to take it off by SOMEBODY. Harumphh.....

Well, so you see, I am having a not particularly enjoyable evening. Except eating Crumpets.

In which case I must go and get another. Tootles!!

A Rant

Even though it's only Wednesday, I am going to write about my week so far. On Monday I packed for holiday - we are going to Corfu next Monday (I can't wait!!!!). On Tuesday I woke up at 8:30, got stressed out because I realised I needed to LEAVE THE HOUSE at 9:00 to get into Hereford, when I recieved a phone call. Ho Hum. You see, on Tuesday I was meant to be going to a friend's house to do a photoshoot for Flickr, but at the last minute (literally five minutes before we left the house) we recieved a phone call from that friend, saying that the other people supposed to be going had cancelled, and apparently it was going to rain (which, from where I was, it didn't) so we would have to postpone it. Except I'm not free much AT ALL for the rest of this holiday, and am going away for two weeks as of Monday. But instead, to cheer me up (I was a bit disappointed and mopey) my mum, my brother an I all went to Worcester. She bought me TWO pairs of Animal boardshorts, THREE books, a DS game, shoes, holiday cosmetics etc etc. So i was a bit happier. And tomorrow we are all (me, pip, lucy, emily, lera, vb, pips mate helen and becky) are all going into town to see Harry Potter 6 (which was MY idea.... when Pip rang me up she said we were all going to go bowling, but I SAID how about we go and see Harry Potter instead????) and have a bit of a mooch and a shop. Sounds fun1 cya ttyl xXx

aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh (:

Hello, luvverly blog. i've got quite a lot to ramble on about, but before i start i must go and check on my cheese (and marmite!) on toast to see if it's ready. Oh its v. nearly done.... when ive done finishing this sentence ill go get it. Now i've eaten my toast, i will continue my rambling. On tuesday, my mum, m brother and i (my dad was at work) went with my great aunt and my great aunt's friend to a sleepy little seaside town called Sidmouth, in Devon. there were lots of old people there. It was quite funny... you'd walk past all these deckchairs on the promenade and see all these old people, licking their vanilla mr whippy 99 cones, wearing old people sunglasses and scowling at you, as if to say 'the youth of today! tut tut!!!'. And today, i spent the day until 1210 in bed, surfing the net (and mainly facebook) on my new ipod Touch (YESSSS I HAVE AN IPOD TOUCH!!! ITS EVEN GOT A PINK CASE!!!) before discovering that tonight we were going to a v posh indian restaurant in Ledbury, which i love to bits, but with my neighbours, which i dont love to bits, and so i faked being ill (well i have got a bit of a sore throat) and stayed home..... seriously, i am a pig. so far i have eaten 5 biccies, an eight of a chocolate cake, a choc ice, cheese & marmite on toast, cornish cream vanilla ice cream and so some strawberry cheesecake ice cream. Oh, and a cup of hot, sweet, milky coffee. Ok, thats not really much to ramble about, but must dash. tata. xXx

FREEdom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today, at precisely 11:28am, the holidays started. Already I have synced my iPod, eaten fish and chips and painted my nails a lush Barry M coral colour. I am SO stoked. I am going to Greece in about two weeks. I am going to Devon on Tuesday. YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!!!!

oOoOoOoPs

Except now I want the album "Taylor Swift" by Taylor Swift. So I am still happy. Just a bit impatient.

iHeart iTunes

I have just spent a day downloading songs from iTunes. My dad gave me and my brother a budget on £20.50 to spend on iTunes because of our exam results. Except I don't have an iPod yet... however I am getting one on July 12th (Speech Day... I think). I am going to get (hopefully!) a iPod Touch. I want a 32gig one, because my bro has a 16gig one and it is nearly full up - he only has 300 songs and five films and 90 apps (yes I know...) and I am planning on having more music on it: so far I have 1248 songs on my iTunes, as well as four applications and I am planning on putting some uber-good films on there... for example Wild Child, St Trinians (does anyone have that DVD??? I really want to borrow it, if you do :)) and Mamma Mia! because they are ALL on my Top 5 Favourite films list. It goes: 1. Wild Child 2. St Trinians/ Mamma Mia! 3. St Trinians/ Mamma Mia! 4.Hairspray 5. The Notebook/ Twilight I am sure you will have noticed that they are mostly chick-flicks or cheesy musicals. except for category 5: you need a bit of drama and romance in the list. Btw, just so it doesn't feel put out, Angus Thongs is no.6. So, I downloaded a LOAD of songs, including: -Lenka "The Show" (the one I wanted!!!!!) -A lot of the songs of the St Trinian's Soundtrack -Stiff Dylans "Ultraviolet" -Colbie Caillat "Bubbly" (I LOVE this song!!!! addicted now!!!!) and the album "Summer Sessions" -Pixie Lott EP "Mama Do" -Miley Cyrus "The Clime" & "Fly on the Wall" (because it's addictive!!) -La Roux "Bulletproof" & "In For The Kill" -Florence + The Machine "Kiss with a fist" and "Hospital Beds" (yes Katie, you've got me hooked!) -Taylor Swift "Umbrella" - yes the same one as Rihanna, but better - Kylie Minogue "Boombox" So I am happy.

2 for £12!!!!!

Omg, that was the funniest biology/french lesson EVER. Thanks to moi. Well..... At breaktime this morning, Hannah (www.hannahbethanroper.co.uk) found a sticker on her bag. A bright yellow, fluorescent sticker, saying "2 for £12" on it. "So Hannah, why have you got a sticker on your bag???" "Well, i was buying a bra yesterday in New Look and the sticker must have come off." So, that was that. I stuck the sticker on Hannah's (frankly enormous) afro. She told me not to and to stick it on Alex. Having an INGENIOUSLY AMAZING idea, I decided to stick it upside down on a table (with the sticky side up) and lured Alex to sit on the table. Being the douche he is, he did without looking, and got a yellow sticker on one of his bum cheeks. Saying "2 for £12" on. which is pretty hilarious, if you think about it. Julia REALLY couldn't stop giggling. And it was rather hilarious. Well, it was SOOOOOOOOOOO funny and I nearly wet myself. Nearly as funny as this lunchtime when I tickled Becky and she sqeaked and fell on the floor and starting rolling about. So in Biology, people were laughing and generally having a great time. Alex, of course, was too dense to notice the fact that he had a luminous yellow sticker on his arse. Even when people were trying to take pictures of it. It was like: "Um, Alex, can i just take a picture of your..... er..... hair to show my cousin. From the back, if you don't mind." And he said ok in his ridiculously girly voice. I forgot, Alex is slightly camp. And gay. But he doesn't know it yet. Let me put it this way: listen to Katy Perry's "U r so gay" and you will get the picture. Seriously. He must have thought that everyone wanted to look at his gorgeously sexy, ravishing bu, cheeks. Hahahahaha. yeah right. And Zoey was saying REALLY loudly, stuff lioke "Hhhhmmmm. Alex. Bum. Yellow Sticker. Trousers. TWO FOR TWELVE POUNDS!!!!!" And that was to his face. And he still didn't get it. And he went on flicking his hair about like a stupid, flicky-haired thing. And everyone else was roaring with laughter. And Alex was totally oblivious. He was probs talking about his new fabulous handbag creation that will be rank. Like that top he made poor Hannah wear. And during the LOVERLY film about puberty and naked people, he didn't notice. Even when all the girls in the back row were laughing about it. He is SO dense. And we went to French, where those people who had the misfortune not to be in our AMAZING Biology set got to see the marvel that was Alex's trousers. Emily was quite literally wetting herself. "Um, Alex, could you possibly bend down and get that pencil for me?" And she gos a lovely view of Alex's rear end, complete with bargain-bum-buy sticker. It was so funny. But at lunchtime, when we were getting ready for CCF, inside sources said he notices. Oh well. good things can'tlast forever. But it was JOLLY funny (as Mr Spencer would say). LOL xXx New Albums: Taylor Swift "Fearless"; Noisettes "Wild Young Hearts" Favourite Song: Taylor Swift "You Belong with Me" Albums desperately wanted: St Trinians Soundtrack Single desperately wanted: Lemka "The Show" Really Annoying Song (RAS): Noisettes "Cheap Kicks"

exams are over!!! WHOOPEE!!!!!

YESSSSSS (Y) Exams are officially over. !!!!!!!! I have not been blogging recently because of (joy of joys) revision. So here is a MASSIVE one now. I will describe A LOT of things that have happened from exam week to today. Here we go. A week yesterday, a WHOLE year group were sat in the ZMH doing various maths exams. set 4 were doing the EASY 2+2=4 one for the inferior life forms, set 3 were oing a similar one i htnik set 2 were doing a different one because they are the lower life forms and set 1 (my set) were doung a super hard GCSE higher even though it is two years until we are sixteen. AAAAAAAARGH. Exam results so far: Biology: 94% (GET IN THERE!!!!! SECOND IN THE SET!!!) History: 91% (GET IN THERE EVEN MORE!!! TOP IN THE SET!!!) English: 86% (GET IN THERE A BIT!!! 3RD OR 4TH IN SET!!!!!) Maths: 64% (DPO NOT GET IN THERE::: IT WAS A SUPER HARD EXAM AND I CAME 15TH OUT OF 30 :() so am quite pleased. Except fpr maths because that was CRAP. Its ok for other sets, they dont have the pressure of doing GCSE next year. which i do. because io am in top set. AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! Anyway, I spent today slouched in a chair in the shire hall getting bum cramp whilst listening to a gom (grumpy old man) talking about his books. They sounded a bit boring. And he said l;ipgloss wrong. Well. i mean, you say 'lipgloss' as one word, don't you? he said it like this: LIP gloss. I bet he spelt it like that. or lip-gloss, like old people do thank-you. But i met two people i knew from out of school. O giant bibby. And mathilda's sister charlotte. ("hi charlotte!" "how are you, charlotte?") The woman asked us if we were sisters, we were giggling so much. a) why would you name your daughters the same name? surely that's against the law? b) we had DIFFERENT SURNAMES. Indeedy. Anyway, when we went back to school we talked about bookclub. one very dim first year suggested a sleepover. in the library. HELLO???? SADDO????? I AM NOT sleeping in the same room as my gormy bro and his even gormier friends. one evwen wants to be a gormy VICAR. Seriously. what if lucy's abnormally large head turns them on??? eeeewwwww im not joking. Anyway, i suggested a shopping trip to london to buy ''books''. But id sneak off tyo Exford street anyway to the GIANT topshop and carnaby street for benefit. Anyway. byeeeeeeeeeeeee xXxXxXxXxXxXxXx

A Short Memorandum from Lucy's brother, Tom. (NOT Thomas!!!)

hewo fecky

Luuuuuuuuuuuuucy's

I am at boffiny best friend Luuuuuuuuuucy's house. we have just had (NOT Linda McCartney veggie) sausage casserole which was TREEEEEEEEEES yes and are now going to watch the Devil Wears Prada with strawbewwies and ice cream and then Wild Child, which I bought in Homebase for £6.99.
We have just conversed intelligently over the course of science, mainly using the mean parts of brain.
i mean, we were BITCHING. A bit.
And we're going to do more laaaaaaaaaater. Just let it all out with a niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice, looooooooooooooooooooooooong...
BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!!!!!!!
Ooooooh, sounds like fun!!!!!
anyway, we are going to the Hay Festival tomorrow to see some people that just happen to write books... ( NO! NEVER! The Hay Festival is for POLE DANCERS AND THEIR POLES!!!!!)
No, actually we're seeing some people that I don't THINK are pole dancers...
Well, I hope not.
I am going now to have fun with Lucy and her brother.
(PIPPA: Mine are called Bill and Ben. What's yours called, Tom?)
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee bye, sexy Fecky, my only follwers.
Tally-ho!!!!!!!!!

Yay!!

I'd just like to say a HUGE thanks to my millions of supremely sexy followers. You are SO supporting and it feels great that SO MANY people enjoy reading my blog. YAY. LOL

the most boring, prejudiced, cliqued, discriminating institution ever. I mean school.

The 1500m. Wow, how fun! not. I came last. I don't usually, it's just that two stupid lazy slackers decided to skive the last lap. I got to the end and the teacher asked me, "Oh. Are you still running?" I said, "Yes, I've just finished." They stopped all the stopwatches because I'm so bloody slow they thought I had finished. Ugh.

the usual

It's that time of week again. Auntie comes in from the village, Nan from the town. I'm playing tennis in the garden. My brother is kicking a ball around. Dad is making a barbeque. Mum is cooking the lunch. A crowded table; full benches, the gabble of meanless chitchat. "So, what did you do at school this week, Chris?" "Got any boyfriends recently, Charlotte?" Cringe. Waiting for ten minutes. Tick Tock. Time goes by... So slowly... Finally. The Aga door is opened and the smell of cooked meat, sizzling potatoes and bubbling gravy wafts around the kitchen. The veg are at the ready, gently simmering on the hop. Carrots. Swede. Cabbage. The carrots are drained, the swede mashed. The cabbage left to stand. Mint sauce mixed up, redcurrant jelly. Sat at the table, waiting for the banquet. Tick Tock. It'll all get better in time... At last. Plates on the table, filled to the brim with roast lamb, roast spuds, steamed carrots, mashed swede and boiled cabbage. All sit down, ready to tuck in. "Oops... forgot the gravy!" Thick, brown gravy is poured out, steaming into Dad's face. The slight slip of his hand. The clatter of the gravy tin as in hits the floor. The swears of my parents as the gravy splatters up the sie of the cream cupboards. The giggles of my brother. The "Oh, the gravy!" from the oldies. My sigh. The gravy. Cleared up, food eaten, dessert out and ready to eat. Rhubarb Meringue Pie. Marks & Spencer recipe, homemade by us. Mmmmm. The soft, crisp meringue topping, as light as the down of a freshly preened swan. The pastry: soggy yet firm at the same time - golden and crubling beneath the weight of the... Rhubarb. Pink like jewels, yet green as grass. Juice dripping out of the crust: a soft, rose-coloured liquid, yet clear as glass. A cut. Juice squirts out, a pool forming on the plate. Cream dolloped on the side, a stiff, white, mountain peak. Rhubarb syrup gently drizzled on top: the blood red lips to Snow White's fair skin. Five Minutes. That's all it takes. The plate clear, tummies full. Compliments to the chef. Compliments from the chef. Mmmmmm.

mmmmm, coffee (sort of)

The last time I drank coffee was during February half term last year when I was in Venice with my family. There was a deal on that if you bought a cappucino you got a free cake. My dad, another bargain-hunter (it runs in the family) decided to let me have the coffee and my brother have the cake. i was NOT happy but as we were in Italy, I wanted to look sophisticated so, needless to say, I had it anyway. My parents watched over me as I sipped the bitter drink. My mum, totally against having sugar in hot drinks 'because you'll get used to sugar in it and want more', guarded the sugar bowl with glaring eyes. The only thing I had to use to weaken the brew was milk, and in the end even that was not enough. In the end I had to resort to using the leftover icing sugar off the top of the slice of cake my brother had gobbled down. So, we were sat in that cafe for about half an hour while I valiantly gulped down the strong drink. I had that strong taste in m y mouth for the rest of the day until tea, and was grumpy because of it. I had convinced myselt NOT to like coffee. Well, this afternoon, while my mum was in the garden (she'd totally ban this action) I made myself a mug of instant coffee. My dad has a posh coffee machine, but I didn't want to waste any of his posh coffee. I had a cup of coffee because loads of people I know drink it. Anyway, I had this HUGE Cath Kidston mug full of coffee. The thing is, the coffee doesn't really count because: a) it had milk in it b) it was decaf c) I had added LOADS of sugar. And by that, I do mean loads - I think I added about 2 dessert spoons full. And... It was really nice. It didn't taste like the bitter Italian coffee I had to endure in Venice (probably because it was only Nescafe Gold Bland. I mean, Blend), it tasted like a creamy, even slightly chocolatey, sweet taste sensation. It tasted slightly like the CoOp coffee cupcake I'd had that lunchtime. Next time i have it, i'm going to (gradually) reduce the amount of sugar, then the milk, until I get used to having it black. Wow, that'll sound cool. At my friend's/cousin's/nan's/auntie's 'So, Charlotte, what drink do you want for breakfast?' 'Coffee, please. Black.' 'You drink BLACK COFFEE??!! Since when?' 'Since May 2nd, 2009, actually!'

fake tan troubles

Orange font. Why? Because my leg is ORANGE!!! Why is your leg orange??? Because I have streaky fake tan. Why do you have streaky fake tan on your leg? Because I was messing around. Well, strictly speaking, I wasn't messing around. On Wednesday, after school, me and my mates Laura and Emily went into town to by me some fake tan - for a laugh, you know. Only my legs are REALLY pale so I wanted to try some for when we have P.E. So, we went into Boots, and I knew what I wanted to get because I'd been in earlier than week. On the 17 counter they had an offer going on: spend more than £5 and get a free makeup set. So brcause I love bargains (and am addicted to makeup) I got it. the fake tan was over £5 and I got a fake tan Remover Wipe as well, to clear up any streaks. After Boots, we met up with Katie and Jade in Primark. Katie wanted to get some red aviators (or gayviators, apparently) and I wanted to get some white sunnies to look cool. LOL. So, after about ten minutes of trying on different sunnies, we finally chose and bought our chosen ones. Back at HQ, (for the school mag) we all tried a bit on our arms and were going to compare them the next day. That night, i tried a bit on my hip to test it out. only I think i tried a bit too much because it looked a really dark brown. Great. Yesterday night I decided I would try it - except with moisturisor, which my friend Lucy suggested and leave it on overnight. The colour wasn't very strong so I put a bit of normal tan on on top and the another of my tan 'n' moisturisor mixture. Result: I wake up this morning with pale legs and an orange streaky bit down by my ankle.I'm not going to use the corrector wipe because that is for EMERGENCIES ONLY and the streak isn't really that noticable. I'm just going to hide and bear it.Tonight I'm going to put on more of the tan 'n' moisturisor to see if the colour will build up. I hope so. My second* attempt EVEr at fake tan went a bit wrong. I'm not looking for orange legs, just a bit more colour. *My first was last year when I 'borrowed' some of my mum's Clarins stuff which actually turned out a really nice, naturally browny colour. Too bad it's too expensive for my (usually skint) purse.

*brand new blog

Hi, I'm Charlotte, and this is my blog. Created because: -on Facebook everyone knows you as the nerdy one who's always quiet (but to her friends is pretty exstavagant and mad and LOVES shopping, in case you hadn't realised). On here, I can let my personality, not my physical stuff, shine through. -My friend Katie was on here and doing this blog during a free period, and it looked interesting, so I thought, 'Hey, that looks fun, I'll have a go'. -I wanted to comment on my friends' posts because that is always fun. :P So, those are my reasons for my blog. Enjoy.