Brewing Up A Summer Of Music

Heather, Amy and I were to attend Fall Out Boy's concert in Edinburgh, on the 25th. Departing, and arriving late (ho!), only to find they were stuck in Starbucks. Eeek. Nonetheless, we went on the subway and arrived at Queen Street Station. We did compensate on travelling first class, but the ticket both woman said it had been discontinued. Darn it, we're high class!

Embarking to Edinburgh, we had les Pringles and a magazine to keep us occupied. I had a soda water and a pack of Rolos <3 Arriving in Edinburgh, our first stop was Jenners. The toilets were smelling. Followed by Harvey Nichols. Classiest elevator ever!

Now our three mile trek, followed closely by some emos. They lost us, or should I say we lost them, since we were the ones that turned the wrong direction onto Morrison St. >_<

Still, arrived at the Corn Exchange and had to wait for almost two hours, if I recall correctly. Once we finally got the entrace, there were a few security checks, and I was worried that they'd take my camera off of me since there were numerous posters around saying they would. But I was glad they did not, even though absolutely everyone had a camera/mobile camera with them, taking pictures.

Afer the fantabulous concert, even though Heather was slightly ill and my feet were practically glued to the floor thanks to the alcohol/sweat (x_x), we departed home via the motorway. I am almost certain that I seen a hitchiker at a signpost, but never mentioned it to the other two. v_v

Below are some pics though :D

Swabbings

I swabbed a light switch today. Mmm, but I could've electrocouted myself since the swab was wet. Agar tastes... unusual.

Anyway, I was made prefect today.

Thoughts and repulsions

Oooookay, all I've done for the past four days is listen to Placebo constantly. Well, not whilst I'm cooking/sleeping/bathing though. I could try whilst bathing. Anyway, I think I could be going into a deeper health freak mode. I've already hid rock that I was given since I read it consisted of pure sugar and modified starch, and also seven E numbers. I've also refused to eat meringues since they're just pure sugar. Eek!

Anyway, I have been eating Loyd Grossman biscuits, which seem to contain almonds this time. So, due to pure laziness, I've been spitting out the almonds across the floor instead of putting them in the bin. ;_;

Anywho, don't you just hate it when the biscuit granules you dunk into your coffee sink to the bottom?

Back to School II

Besides my other subjects, I got Maths today, having to go to the hall and big announcements about who, what, where, when, why and how? I turned up in Barr Tycoon's class, as predicted. He handed out folders and blad-eh-blah. I never got to use my purchased Paperchase notebook. ;_; Shall do on Monday. The xxx is within a 35 feet radius of me.

Next was Art in which I designed my front cover, as I have done these previous umpteen years. I tried to turn it into cubism (I always remember Harkins saying to remember that word, and I have >_>), but I couldn't remember how to do it, and I think the lettering needs to be in the third-dimension anyway.

MTA was rubbish, we had to go into the hall yet again to be sorted. My school reminds me of a concentration camp. I managed to get into Higher English. Eek! The fire alarm went off, and me and Sammie managed to get a few views of Beau. Oh ya!

Laters, me, myself, Hayley, Amy, Sammie and I went into the bibliotheque and sat reading copius amounts of trashy romance novels. How I loathe thee!

Back to School I

My return to school: I walked down the three minature steps to the foyer, only to be confronted by the one and only Beau. I almost brushed up against her, but, nonetheless, she did her fantastic violet head shake anyway. Poor woman. Anyway, I spent the first twenty minutes walking around the biology department trying to look for bleeming T13, only to find that it was Miss Gilholm's. But that wasn't correct either, since the rest of the class were up in history. Walking up the back stairs to look into the [late] classroom of Mr. Campbell to see Milné peering over the monitor of his computer like a pervert. Pervert.

First period was art, which was a bit confusing, and I just sat there. Then Mr. Pedo came in a starting blabbing to What's-Her-Face (I shouldn't say that, she seems nice, but I only know her visage), talking about how this should actually be an Intermediate 2 class. Let it be so!

Next was chemistry, and I met Beau again in the corridor giving directions to a pupil to the library. After seeing her full face, I slightly giggled, which turned into a quiet laughter. Thankfully, noone stared. ANywho, to my delight, I received Gryffy/Griffin/Gryffindor as a teacher. Dishing out copious amounts of textbooks, books, jotters, data booklets (wanting to know the measurement of the radii of a something?) and, finally, homework! Goodness, Gryffy, I expected less!

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Finally, biology. ^_^ I really like Miss Fyfe. She has similar glasses to me. Anyway, that's beside the point. Aussi, she has stated that she will bring in a cake almost always every (oxymoron?) Thursday. Hurray! But, never mind that, biology does seem boring. >_> All that cell nonsense. However, tomorrow I be swabbing my cheek and examining my own epithelial tissue. YUM. Later on in the course, we plan to do a dissection.