AAAAAH! I had heard the Michael Buble version before this, but I ADORE this. I don't know what to say. I've listened to this countless times since I discovered it about half an hour ago. And I'm listening to it right now, but it's just ended.
*clicks replay*
Friday, 25 November 2011
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
'Kay. I think I officially won the title for the Worst Blogger, like, EVAR.
*wipes cobwebs off blog and blows dust off* Hello! Remember me? Yes, it's that Girl With All The Rants.
Well, it was. Now it's only that Girl With A Few Rants Now And Again.
And I'm sorry. I haven't blogged in aeons, I will admit that. However, the only thing really blog-worthy was my trip to London.
And I guess that's REALLY blog-worthy. The few people who read this (who aren't in my group of friends IRL) didn't even know about this trip until there now. So, for you guys, I went to London and it was awesome. That's all I'll say right now because I'm a lazy asshole. The others have seen pics. I would post but again, I'm a lazy asshole.
And I am also going to say that piano is overrated. It's freakin' pissing me off. NARGH! STUPID SCALES! I HATE YOU! Even the chromatic ones. I used to like you, but you can't cheer me up any more. I HATE YOU ALL.
Also on my list of Stuff To Put In This Post is that I auditioned for a solo part in the school choir's concert thingy. I hope I get one, but a good part. I don't want to be the Mayor because I'll have to wear a fat suit or something. That would be pretty cool, HOWEVER it's in front of people. And those people include my family who will, inevitably, torture me about it until I do something drastic. And then they'll keep doing it. It's like my eyebrows, but that's a long story. But back to the solos, I'll never hear the end of it if I have to wear a fat suit and sing about how I'm "horribly fat" in front of an audience. I think I would just die.
Yes, I care too much about what people think of me. It's one of my downfalls.
And you know what else I don't like? Ham sandwiches. I used to have them, like ALL THE TIME. Like, ALMOST EVERY DAY FOR SEVEN YEARS. So, naturally, when I came to secondary school I was put off ham sandwiches because of the previously stated reason. So when there is nothing else to put in my sandwiches except ham, I will be pissed off. And then I feel really bad because I refuse to eat ham sandwiches which starving people in various countries would do anything for. And then I feel like a horribly selfish and spoilt little brat. And that's not a good feeling.
I'm on a horse.
Well, it was. Now it's only that Girl With A Few Rants Now And Again.
And I'm sorry. I haven't blogged in aeons, I will admit that. However, the only thing really blog-worthy was my trip to London.
And I guess that's REALLY blog-worthy. The few people who read this (who aren't in my group of friends IRL) didn't even know about this trip until there now. So, for you guys, I went to London and it was awesome. That's all I'll say right now because I'm a lazy asshole. The others have seen pics. I would post but again, I'm a lazy asshole.
And I am also going to say that piano is overrated. It's freakin' pissing me off. NARGH! STUPID SCALES! I HATE YOU! Even the chromatic ones. I used to like you, but you can't cheer me up any more. I HATE YOU ALL.
Also on my list of Stuff To Put In This Post is that I auditioned for a solo part in the school choir's concert thingy. I hope I get one, but a good part. I don't want to be the Mayor because I'll have to wear a fat suit or something. That would be pretty cool, HOWEVER it's in front of people. And those people include my family who will, inevitably, torture me about it until I do something drastic. And then they'll keep doing it. It's like my eyebrows, but that's a long story. But back to the solos, I'll never hear the end of it if I have to wear a fat suit and sing about how I'm "horribly fat" in front of an audience. I think I would just die.
Yes, I care too much about what people think of me. It's one of my downfalls.
And you know what else I don't like? Ham sandwiches. I used to have them, like ALL THE TIME. Like, ALMOST EVERY DAY FOR SEVEN YEARS. So, naturally, when I came to secondary school I was put off ham sandwiches because of the previously stated reason. So when there is nothing else to put in my sandwiches except ham, I will be pissed off. And then I feel really bad because I refuse to eat ham sandwiches which starving people in various countries would do anything for. And then I feel like a horribly selfish and spoilt little brat. And that's not a good feeling.
I'm on a horse.
Tuesday, 30 August 2011
A couple of rants and the happenings of me
This post will be split into sections - YAY!
Happenings
So, it was our first proper day back at school today. Whoop-de-doo and all that. Choosing GCSEs. Thinking about what I want to do with my life and start to try to achieve it. It was like we never left, really, except we had less work. The bus that went to the station was small instead of the double-decker we had last year so Philippa and I had to stand up with our heavy bags on our shoulders and badly needing a Coke. Meh, no biggie.
No homework yet, thankfully, except finishing off some title page for art or something. No big deal.
Rants
First off - Leggings are NOT a suitable replacement for trousers. ESPECIALLY if they're too tight. We can all see your pants, and that is not something anybody wants to see. It is also extremely unattractive. I understand if you like it, however the rest of us probably don't. XD
Second off - After I'm finished Grade 3 Piano, if I even see another piano I am going to TEAR IT TO SHREDS. I freakin' HATE the damn things now. HATE THEM WITH A BURNING PASSION DEEP FROM WITHIN MY HEARD. I have been stuck doing this grade for almost a year now and I still haven't gotten my scales ready, and I haven't even STARTED sight-reading, dammit! I am sick of this!
Now you are pretty much up to date with what's going on. School and frustration - huzzah!
Happenings
So, it was our first proper day back at school today. Whoop-de-doo and all that. Choosing GCSEs. Thinking about what I want to do with my life and start to try to achieve it. It was like we never left, really, except we had less work. The bus that went to the station was small instead of the double-decker we had last year so Philippa and I had to stand up with our heavy bags on our shoulders and badly needing a Coke. Meh, no biggie.
No homework yet, thankfully, except finishing off some title page for art or something. No big deal.
Rants
First off - Leggings are NOT a suitable replacement for trousers. ESPECIALLY if they're too tight. We can all see your pants, and that is not something anybody wants to see. It is also extremely unattractive. I understand if you like it, however the rest of us probably don't. XD
Second off - After I'm finished Grade 3 Piano, if I even see another piano I am going to TEAR IT TO SHREDS. I freakin' HATE the damn things now. HATE THEM WITH A BURNING PASSION DEEP FROM WITHIN MY HEARD. I have been stuck doing this grade for almost a year now and I still haven't gotten my scales ready, and I haven't even STARTED sight-reading, dammit! I am sick of this!
Now you are pretty much up to date with what's going on. School and frustration - huzzah!
Thursday, 11 August 2011
I think I need a longer summer holiday.
Because I DO NOT want to go back to school. For a couple of reasons.
- Because I don't want to get up early in the mornings again.
- Because I don't want to live by the new rule of skirts to your knee (my skirt wasn't even that short beforehand)
- Because my new jumper makes me look like an idiot
- Because I don't want to face THE WITCH. (With a letter switched round at the start...
But there's no avoiding it.
Dammit, dammit, dammit.
Monday, 25 July 2011
Blargh.
I need sleep. I can't think straight. I posted on a forum where somebody was saying there was snow where they was, and I said, "It's July here! XD"
HERP
A
DERP
This picture sums up my life right now. Summer is smashing my brain into a pulp, blending it, adding chicken, putting it on pasta, eating it, and vomiting it up again.
What a lovely image.
HERP
A
DERP
What a lovely image.
Monday, 27 June 2011
Eyebrow Dandruff!
Does anyone else have eyebrow dandruff? *narrows eyes at Holz* Because it seems like a growing epidemic. Watch out for eyebrow dandruff, good citizens of Earth! Don't fall victim to the disease that has humiliated and embarrassed millions!
DONT GET EYEBROW DANDRUFF!
;)
DONT GET EYEBROW DANDRUFF!
;)
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Geez, some people need to get a grip.
*cough* Natasha *cough*
You have had a hard life. I accept that.
HOWEVER.
It does NOT mean that it gives you the right to insult us, belittle us, OR go in huffs with us about stupid things that NOBODY ELSE would care about.
Like the fact that we didn't say hi to you in registration.
Oh, we made you feel invisible? We weren't talking to anyone else either! Didn't you notice the silence because we were so tired we couldn't be bothered speaking?
And yet, Natasha, you go in a huff because we didn't say hi to you.
Really?
Poor baby. Are you feeling attention-deprived? Poor soul, she's smothered with love at home and she just doesn't get that love at school...
*headdesk*
Seriously, though. It's funny how when you're off school there are no fights. I'm sick of you and your crappy attitude. I'm done. There'll be no more smiles for you, I'll reserve them for the people that deserve them.
You have had a hard life. I accept that.
HOWEVER.
It does NOT mean that it gives you the right to insult us, belittle us, OR go in huffs with us about stupid things that NOBODY ELSE would care about.
Like the fact that we didn't say hi to you in registration.
Oh, we made you feel invisible? We weren't talking to anyone else either! Didn't you notice the silence because we were so tired we couldn't be bothered speaking?
And yet, Natasha, you go in a huff because we didn't say hi to you.
Really?
Poor baby. Are you feeling attention-deprived? Poor soul, she's smothered with love at home and she just doesn't get that love at school...
*headdesk*
Seriously, though. It's funny how when you're off school there are no fights. I'm sick of you and your crappy attitude. I'm done. There'll be no more smiles for you, I'll reserve them for the people that deserve them.
Monday, 13 June 2011
Friday, 10 June 2011
Gifsoup :D
It's fun! It's a website where you can make your own GIFs out of Youtube videos! Here are mine:
http://gifsoup.com/MjM5MzU4OQ
http://gifsoup.com/MjY0MTUzNw
http://gifsoup.com/MjY0MTU3Nw
Yay!
http://www.gifsoup.com/
http://gifsoup.com/MjM5MzU4OQ
http://gifsoup.com/MjY0MTUzNw
http://gifsoup.com/MjY0MTU3Nw
Yay!
http://www.gifsoup.com/
PRETTY GIMP BRUSHES...
LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE.
love.
Okay, may I elaborate further?
Oh, what the heck.
Pretty self-explanatory, right?
<333
love.
Okay, may I elaborate further?
Oh, what the heck.
Pretty self-explanatory, right?
<333
Monday, 6 June 2011
Wednesday, 25 May 2011
Nyan nyan nyan nyan...
If you don't know what I'm referring to, please get your head out from under that rock.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QH2-TGUlwu4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QH2-TGUlwu4
Tuesday, 24 May 2011
Brilliant. Just great.
Everything is going just FABULOUS for me. How about you?
-end sarcasm-
It was my birthday a while ago. I mean, nearly a month ago. I tried to arrange something, and hardly anyone could come, so I scrapped that idea to try and do something else. It was supposed to be this weekend, but guess what?
NOBODY COULD COME.
It's just so unfair! People come to my other friends' birthday party things, but when it comes to mine? Nope. Everyone's busy.
I mean, only TWO PEOPLE out of my SEVEN FRIENDS could come. If you wanted to count me, that's three people out of a possible seven. And where's the point in that?
Oh, it's not as if they brushed me off or anything, they were very nice and apologetic about it, but still.
TWO PEOPLE.
Why does pretty much everything I try to plan fall to pieces? I can't hold a simple shopping trip without the absence of one or two of my friends. I just wish that we could've got together to have a late celebration of my 13th birthday, but clearly, CLEARLY I can't hold a SIMPLE GET-TOGETHER without some problem getting in the way of our plans.
How often do you turn 13?
Once.
And how many times do you get to celebrate it with your friends with no interruptions?
Clearly, for me, no times.
Because nothing works out for me.
-end sarcasm-
It was my birthday a while ago. I mean, nearly a month ago. I tried to arrange something, and hardly anyone could come, so I scrapped that idea to try and do something else. It was supposed to be this weekend, but guess what?
NOBODY COULD COME.
It's just so unfair! People come to my other friends' birthday party things, but when it comes to mine? Nope. Everyone's busy.
I mean, only TWO PEOPLE out of my SEVEN FRIENDS could come. If you wanted to count me, that's three people out of a possible seven. And where's the point in that?
Oh, it's not as if they brushed me off or anything, they were very nice and apologetic about it, but still.
TWO PEOPLE.
Why does pretty much everything I try to plan fall to pieces? I can't hold a simple shopping trip without the absence of one or two of my friends. I just wish that we could've got together to have a late celebration of my 13th birthday, but clearly, CLEARLY I can't hold a SIMPLE GET-TOGETHER without some problem getting in the way of our plans.
How often do you turn 13?
Once.
And how many times do you get to celebrate it with your friends with no interruptions?
Clearly, for me, no times.
Because nothing works out for me.
Friday, 13 May 2011
Isn't it funny...
...how you're a hypocrite one day and a friend again the next?
Just something to ponder upon. This happened to me yesterday, and today.
SO!
It was a normal day in the school canteen. I was eating my chicken burger (which nearly burned my tongue off, BTW) when my frenemy, we'll call her Natalie, walked up. By frenemy, I mean she's in my group of friends but to be honest, she's annoying. So she said something along the lines of "That whole sofa is mine, OK? I'm claustrophobic."
OK, hun, let's get a few things straight.
1) Claustrophobia does not mean you can't share your sofa with someone else.
2) Sharing is a nice thing to do.
3) If you didn't want your "space" invaded, you could have sat on one of the chairs. You can space them out however you want, with no problems.
So, my other friend, we'll call her Cassie, sat on the sofa while Natalie went to get her lunch, not knowing that the sofa was *ahem* property of Natalie. So Natalie gets her lunch and goes to sit somewhere else. My other friend, Rochelle, goes up to see why she sat there. The conversation went something like this:
R: Why don't you come and sit with us?
N: Because Cassie took my sofa.
R: Why don't you share?
N: I can't share my sofa! I'm claustrophobic!
R: You could ask her to move.
N: I know she won't move.
R: You could at least ask.
N: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Which is completely unreasonable. Rochelle comes to sit with us again, and at this point there are three of us squashed onto a two-seater sofa - Rochelle, my other friend who we'll call Kellie, and me. There are three sofas, so I go onto one and Kellie goes to sit on a chair, leaving Rochelle and I with sofas of our own. All is good.
Until Natalie comes over, and talks EXTREMELY indiscreetly about her upcoming birthday party to my friend Pippa, which none of us except Pippa was invited to. Actually, Cassie was invited but she couldn't come. But anyway, after this conversation, she turns round to me and Rochelle and says, "Ooh, look at YOU with your sofas to yourself. Hypocrites." So I said, "We're not hypocrites, we said nothing against your reasoning to sit on a sofa by yourself, except it's a bit selfish. Anyway, the sofas were free, so there's no good in wasting a good sofa." She goes off on me a bit, so I say something about how she should learn some manners, for example -
- Coming over and talking about the birthday party we weren't invited to, loudly, is EXTREMELY rude.
- Not having the decency to share a sofa is ALSO rude.
She said, "I wasn't talking loudly, I was whispering!" So I said, "A very loud whisper," so she goes off on my again, and after a few choice words by me she left, with the final words from me being, "Have a nice day!" as she stormed out of the canteen in a huff.
Today, I avoided her. I didn't want to put up with her and her crappy attitude, and I was having a bad day as it was. The last class was geography, and just 40 minutes until a Natalie-free day was over...until she came and sat beside me.
She acted like nothing was wrong, like she hadn't insulted me and called me a hypocrite just one day earlier - on the contrary, in fact. I was utterly bewildered, and just mumbled incoherently when she said something. It was awkward for me, but she was blissfully oblivious, and now I'm confused.
Just something to ponder upon. This happened to me yesterday, and today.
SO!
It was a normal day in the school canteen. I was eating my chicken burger (which nearly burned my tongue off, BTW) when my frenemy, we'll call her Natalie, walked up. By frenemy, I mean she's in my group of friends but to be honest, she's annoying. So she said something along the lines of "That whole sofa is mine, OK? I'm claustrophobic."
OK, hun, let's get a few things straight.
1) Claustrophobia does not mean you can't share your sofa with someone else.
2) Sharing is a nice thing to do.
3) If you didn't want your "space" invaded, you could have sat on one of the chairs. You can space them out however you want, with no problems.
So, my other friend, we'll call her Cassie, sat on the sofa while Natalie went to get her lunch, not knowing that the sofa was *ahem* property of Natalie. So Natalie gets her lunch and goes to sit somewhere else. My other friend, Rochelle, goes up to see why she sat there. The conversation went something like this:
R: Why don't you come and sit with us?
N: Because Cassie took my sofa.
R: Why don't you share?
N: I can't share my sofa! I'm claustrophobic!
R: You could ask her to move.
N: I know she won't move.
R: You could at least ask.
N: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Which is completely unreasonable. Rochelle comes to sit with us again, and at this point there are three of us squashed onto a two-seater sofa - Rochelle, my other friend who we'll call Kellie, and me. There are three sofas, so I go onto one and Kellie goes to sit on a chair, leaving Rochelle and I with sofas of our own. All is good.
Until Natalie comes over, and talks EXTREMELY indiscreetly about her upcoming birthday party to my friend Pippa, which none of us except Pippa was invited to. Actually, Cassie was invited but she couldn't come. But anyway, after this conversation, she turns round to me and Rochelle and says, "Ooh, look at YOU with your sofas to yourself. Hypocrites." So I said, "We're not hypocrites, we said nothing against your reasoning to sit on a sofa by yourself, except it's a bit selfish. Anyway, the sofas were free, so there's no good in wasting a good sofa." She goes off on me a bit, so I say something about how she should learn some manners, for example -
- Coming over and talking about the birthday party we weren't invited to, loudly, is EXTREMELY rude.
- Not having the decency to share a sofa is ALSO rude.
She said, "I wasn't talking loudly, I was whispering!" So I said, "A very loud whisper," so she goes off on my again, and after a few choice words by me she left, with the final words from me being, "Have a nice day!" as she stormed out of the canteen in a huff.
Today, I avoided her. I didn't want to put up with her and her crappy attitude, and I was having a bad day as it was. The last class was geography, and just 40 minutes until a Natalie-free day was over...until she came and sat beside me.
She acted like nothing was wrong, like she hadn't insulted me and called me a hypocrite just one day earlier - on the contrary, in fact. I was utterly bewildered, and just mumbled incoherently when she said something. It was awkward for me, but she was blissfully oblivious, and now I'm confused.
Friday, 6 May 2011
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
JUST. KILL ME. NOW.
I'm so upset I'm not even going to blog about it. Instead I'm going to scream incoherently.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEURGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOEUUUUUUUUUUUUUARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGLAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
I feel slightly better now.
But only slightly. Kill me now.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEURGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOEUUUUUUUUUUUUUARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGLAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
I feel slightly better now.
But only slightly. Kill me now.
Monday, 2 May 2011
Heir Poll for my Legacy!
Hooray! I'm so excited for this generation of The Neon Matriarchy, I have a really brilliant scheme - er, story - to do with whoever gets chosen to be the heiress. Here are the girls all aged up with MC:
http://forum.thesims3.com/jforum/posts/list/369884.page
You'll find all the information you need there. Have a great day!
Sunday, 1 May 2011
Hello!
Yes, this is my Blog of Everything. I have trois blogs now so it may be a little bit difficult to keep up with. Anyway, yesterday was my birthday! Hoorah! I am now 13 years old and I feel exactly the same! But anyway, may I redirect you to this awesome site:
Llamas.
It's where you get an invincible llama and do quests and stuff! YAYZ!
Peace out, homie,
JewelsRule
Llamas.
It's where you get an invincible llama and do quests and stuff! YAYZ!
Peace out, homie,
JewelsRule
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