Looks like I haven’t posted recently.

Well, today I went to a farm, because my school (situated in London) wants to build a farm at the school. Yes, a farm. The headteacher was all like “animals responsibility blahbalhbalbhalbhla”, but all I heard was “GIVE US FUNDING”.
The farm we (and by ‘we’, I mean me, Bruna, a couple of Year 8s and Year 7s, and some staff) went to was, in fact, also connected to a school, but it was in the countryside so that’s OK.

There were these piglets there, and JESUS CHRIST THEY WERE LOUD. I mean, all the guy did was pick ‘em up by the back legs and clip their teeth, and the piglets were like “SQUUUUEUEUEUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” and it was deafening.

In other news, I spent an hour-and-a-half on homework it turned out I didn’t need to do. It was on the Potsdam Conference held in 1945 in, as the name would suggest, Potsdam. I had the dates mixed up and turns out it was due in today, rather than tomorrow as I thought.

Ohyeah I DID MY MUSIC THEORY EXAM (FINALLY). It was easy in a way that suggested homosexuality. The 2007 papers were really difficult, so I was a little scared, but this one asked about the word cantabile twice, and I already knew it meant ‘in a singing style’, so HAHA. Suck on that.

Nothing else really, apart from Jon lurrrrrrves ****.

And I will never get a girlfriend.

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THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
My article for the school newspaper was AWESOME. … Wasn’t it?

Back from Dover.

Not really going to bother doing a big long post as I am going to go to Germany tomorrow due to my German Exchange. Felix is a nice bloke (and I drink tea). He likes Science.

Practice papers were all fine; I mailed them through my singing teacher’s door. I got 77% on my first one, and I’m pretty sure that gets a merit. If I get 87% or higher in my other 3, DISTINCTION YEAHAEY!

Bye again. Sorry for being so boring.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
Google “diphallus terata”. Go on. Do it.

I’m going to Dover in a couple of hours. Goodbai every1 (4 a week ROFLOLMAO!!11!1!one).

Music theory practice examination papers, here I come… ;’(

P.S. It’s depressing that the word ‘exam’ comes up in almost every single one of my posts. Oh well, May is Britain’s exam month, so after May it should alllll be fine.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
See you in a week!

It’s the half term now. Yay.

Well, partial yay. I’m going to Dover for almost all of the holiday, meaning I won’t have a chance to catch up with my music theory… Seriously, can my parents FOR ONCE not go somewhere for one holiday? Grr.

Anyway, I saw Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. Action: great. Fight scenes: great. Acting: great. Special effects: great. Shia LaBoeuf: *orgasm*. Plot: pathetic. I mean, seriously. Watch the film yourself and you’ll see how crap the plot really is.

I haven’t gone into much detail today, as I’m depressed over the amount of music theory practice exam papers I have to do…

D:

THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
*sad face*

Oh well. I’m posting now, and that’s what matters.

If anyone’s interested, Bruna seems OK with me now. d ^_^ b
I had a piano lesson today too. Various singing/school exams have sort of made piano take a backseat, but it’s awwwwright. Jacqueline, my piano teacher, is Armenian. She’s going to see her siblings-in-law during the half term in Syria: I made a comment about how it hot it was going to be and apparently it’s going to be a solid 35 degrees C at the very least.

Funny thing is I’ve never spent anything longer than half a day in a really hot country. I went to Egypt once with my family (es war super/il a été super-chouettes/it was thuper!), and that’s it. Cold countries I’ve been to. Iceland can get pretty nasty, and I’m pretty sure I’ve ran around outside in -10 C at least.
Funny, that.

Me, Anthony (who is Mr. English/Languages/Humanities: me and him are often neck-and-neck in many of those subjects) and some other guise did a creative writing special lesson thing today. Me and Anthony were in a team decipering those word problem; e.g. HO ROB OD is ROB-IN-HOOD, YOU JUST ME is JUST BETWEEN YOU AND ME etc. We won by quite a large margin.
We worked on this poem called ‘Kid’. It was supposed to be as if Robin was saying it about Batman, and it was pretty good, methinks. A bit too “ooh, look at me, the sentence goes over the line, OOooOo!”, actually.

Parents needd me for sum reason sorry bai

I’m back, and I had to lay the table and such and eat the meal. My neighbours were round for some reason, and the only daughter and child of the family was talking about a twenty-year-old “making out” with a newborn baby and the baby being sick in the twenty-year-old’s mouth.
I left.

Nothing happened interesting or of note today. Went to school, went on 4chan, watched epic thread and meme being born, did some 2006 Grade 5 Music Theory paper, watched Simpsons…

You know. Boring stuff.

Oh, something interesting what I remember. I played football wit’ mah homies, and the following things happened:

1. I used Ella H., Paloma, Wimimo, Bruna and Quiet Girl to make a wall of human flesh that no ball could cross whilst I was in goal.
2. Bruna – and I do not exaggerate – leapt 38 metres from the ball in a single bound when she saw it was coming towards her, letting a ball in.
3. I pushed her over, a side-effect being she fell on her back.
4. She then pretended to be on the brink of tears to “see whetherr or not ‘e is mah enemie” (she speaks with a heavy French accent, you see), and my seeing through her ruse and keeping a blank expression as she ultrasonicked me (which is basically when she squeaks in anger so piercingly that the heads of all the bats in a 12.5-mile-radius asplode from noise overload) granted a ‘guilty’ verdict in the Court of Bruna and now probably all the women ever to have existed hate me. This is due to the Gossip or Blahblahblhlalhlblah Phenomenon.
5. I sat on the floor, confident that after the 3 goals the women then let in it was over for our team.
6. Billy tried to pick me up off the ground and in the process ripped my shirt.
7. I pummelled him a little.
8. Then Anthony whinnied about my mysogeny (or something), relating to the Bruna incident.
9. Then I pushed him on the floor a bit.
10. Then I was quite annoyed for a while.

But now I’m OK, and hopefully when I come in tomorrow I won’t be killed to death by an angry swarm of women-folk.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
It has been proven by Kristjan-science that due to my lack of confidence related to wimmins, combined with my apparent uncaring attitude towards them, that I will get a girlfriend in approximately 87 years.

Yeah, I sort of didn’t post. What with my father’s birthday and my laziness.

Right. So yesterday, my dad’s birthday. I got him Kew Gardens Foaming Bath Soak (insert copyright sign here) and similar Bath Salts.
He likes his baths. Almost as much as I do; my baths always take at least an hour. Oh yeah.

And today is Monday. ‘Twas alright as a school day. We haddd…

1) Maths
2) Geography
3) German
4) Science
5) Religious Studies

They keep making start GCSE courses and coursework etc. Speaking of which, I have been offered an almost-unique opperarararartunity to take an AS course a year early in CRITICAL THINKING! Now, when I say:
“That’s crap.”
I will be able to say exactly why! *dances* Only 5 people in my year have had the chance to do this. And I’m one of them. POW.

In other news, no battery left on the laptop bye

Edit: Ok, I got the power cable doo-dally. I’m watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer right now, and Faith just got out of her coma. WOWOW! Oh, Xander. He just made me laugh just now. He’s funny. And just now. The ‘lols’ just keep on coming.
Oh, that’s stupid. Xander and Giles told Spike about Faith. Now Spike’s gonna tell Faith and Faith’s gonna go all psycho all over the place. Like a jumping simian/reptile on three kinds of stimulants, one of them acting as a mild hallucinogen.

You porkably didn’t understand 79.72% of that. It’s OK: this blog only has 5 hits, so that’s only 5 people confused out their faces. Actually, those 5 viewed this blog before this, and very few people are porkably going to read this. Maybe Jon. If you are, hey Jon! You smell.oh that’s just mean. Faith just punched Buffy’s mother in the face. WHAT!? WEARING HER LIP GLOSS ETC.?! GODDAMN YOU, YOU STUPID PSYCHOTIC SLAYERASS.

Oh lol. Buffy leapt through the window and jumped on Faith.

Ahhrhhtgghgtrrth..rh.th.h.h.th.h… I hate it when people trash up houses in TV shows. AH! THE EXPENSE! THE AMOUNT OF MONEY SPENT ON THAT COULD HAVE FUNDED SEVERAL DOZEN WELLS IN POVERTY-STRIKEN AFRICA!

Kay, that’s it from me, I think.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY:
Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer is AWESOME!

Damn right! Got a merit in my singing exam. That’s why this is in the ‘big important life stuff’ category. Pretty good seeing as I thought I was singing at around only 83% of my total skill.

In other news, I ran 1.3 miles in 8-and-a-half minutes. Pretty damn good, I think.

Uhh, what else… Oh, my grandparents are here. I caught Dialga on Pokemenz Diamond with a Master Ball (I had no choice! I wouldn’t have been able to catch it otherwise, as my pokemenz were almost all dead). I’m wearing my leather jacket in bed RIGHT NOW. My shoulder hurts. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is refusing to play on the DVD player upstairs. Liberals and communism are great.

Maybe I should have a Thought of the Day. Yes, that would be a good idea.

Oh, and it’s my dad’s birthday tomorrow. This blog isn’t really that interesting, but hopefully I’ll get extremist views and blow something up and write down my plans on here for world domination and then I’ll be arrested.
Or something equally as interesting. Like I’ll get a sex change. Or literally turn myself into a crab. Or get a girlfriend. *sob sob sob*

THOUGHT OF THE DAY
Pear drops smell and taste funny after you’ve had loads. Like nail polish remover (which, I’ll have you know, I have only once applied to myself).

Just watched Peep Show. Was good. Sad ending though – felt like crying (not really).

This is a remarkably succinct post. Porkably because I’m tired off my face.

Forks on sticks with marmalade… I have a singin’ exam tomorrow and singing-wise, I’m prepared, but I’m a little rusty on the technical side of the pieces I’mma singing. Sure, I know the dominant scale of all of them etc., but I feel like I should read it a couple of times through again. Not now, though, it being half-past the hour of 23 and all.

I also watched Derren Brown’s Trick or Treat. David Tennant sound like a nice bloke. lol@”Derren is a witch”.

You know what a palindrome is? It’s like Hannah, or rotator, or “Madam, I’m Adam.”
Thought I might just say that.

This is Kristjan saying “over and- *snore*”.

P.S. Whoa, just remembered how ‘Criminal Jesus’ would be a really good name for a band after spelling ‘marmalade’ as ‘marmablade’. Damn. Marmablade would also be a really good name for a band.
Maybe Marmablade would be the band’s name and Criminal Jesus would be one of the songs.

Or vice versa.

• Haha, I’m fiddling with options.
• In case you are wondering, I’m not fiddling something else.