Give it some kettle!

Well. Today was pretty interesting - my kettle broke. I know. Evil, right? So anyway, I was desperate for coffee. Like, REALLY depsperate. So, I had to boil water in the saucepan to make myself a cup of coffee. Haha, it was funny. Imagine it.

Argh! Back to school next week! That really pisses me off. And I still haven't done my coursework. Why do they give us coursework over the holidays? It's supposed to be time off. Where we can just do nothing. But no, the teachers have to go and give us more crap to do.

And exactly what IS the point of homework? Don't we do enough work at school? We're in school all day, doing work. And then we get home. And have to do more work. I remember this one time when I had to stay up until 1 o'clock in the morning just to get it done. I was not amused. But I was very tired.

On a slightly different note, I've nearly finished Y Dylluan Wen. It's actually not that bad. I've only got about twenty pages left to read, though. Which is good. ^_^

Wow, I really need something more interesting to blog about - I'm blogging about a bloody welsh book, for crying out loud. Haha.

Boredom ensues. Yet again.

I'm bored. Very bored. So mind-bogglingly bored, that I'm writing about how bored I am in order to entertain myself. That's pretty bored.

Well, what to blog about? Honest to God [who doesn't exist], I've got nothing to write about. Except Hellboy II: The Golden Army. I saw it today.

It was really good. It was so good, that when I came out of the cinema after watching it, I said "I want to go see it again!" Now usually, no movie that I see in the cinema gets that response from me. But it was so amazingly good. I especially liked the part in the middle-ish where [CAUTION: Possible spoilers ahead. Though what I'm talking about isn't really integral to the plot, and it doesn't really matter if you know about it or not. But I thought I'd warn you just in case.] Hellboy punches an old granny, and sends her flying down a corridor-type thing. (The granny was actually a troll. A Fraglewump to be more specific.) The bit at the end was funny, too. Where Johann Krauss says "Suck my ectoplasmic Schwanzstücke!" That was hilarious.
[Spolers that weren't really spoilers are over. Whoooo! Celebrate. *does a little dance*]

So erm, yeah. I'm bored. And hardly anyone comments me on Bebo anymore. Which is quite poopy.

Ooh! BB Update: Nicole's gone! Yay! She was such a bitch. And to be honest, I was getting sick of watching her and Rex arguing, then being friends again, and then arguing, and then being friends again. And watching them kissing each other and Rex licking Nicole's ears was just like, EEEWWWWWW!! Seriously, it was vom.

Also, I've started reading the book for Welsh. You know, the one about the owl. Y Dylluan Wen I think it's called... Well anyway, the owl is a perv. Seriously! The main character, Myfi, was undressing and the owl was watching her through the window. Freaky, eh? But yeah, the book's utter sha'eet. Mhm.

.nuf s'tI .sdrawkcab gnitirw detrats osla ev'I

So yeah. I'm off to charge my iPod. It's nagging me to. *laughs*

Towel Day, May 25th

As some of you know, I am a fan of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I know I haven't long ago bought the books, but the movie was awesome, and so is the TV show.

Sadly, the creator of Hitchhiker's Guide, Douglas Adams, died of a heart attack on the 11th of May, 2001 at the age of 49.

So every year, on the 25th of May (the date two weeks after the day of his death), fans of Adams' works celebrate Towel Day. All you have to do is carry your towel around with you for the day. Why a towel? It's a joke in Hitchhiker's Guide. Here's the excerpt from the book that talks about the importance of a towel whilst hitchhiking.

"A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mind-boggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you - daft as a brush, but very very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: nonhitchhiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, washcloth, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet-weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitchhiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitchhiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with. Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)"

Reading is Fun

I've started reading again, lately. I used to read loads, but I haven't read a good book since 'Harry Potter 7'. That was a good book. Oh, 'To Kill a Mockingbird' was awesome too.

So anyway, I've been looking for a funny book for a while. I just wanted a funny, easy to read, story for when I'm bored. And that took quite a while to find. But luckily, I stumbled upon a fantastic bargain at Borders.

That's right, I found a book. In fact, I found 5 books. It's a boxset, with an RRP of £34.95. But guess how much I got it for. Go on, have a guess. I had it for £6.00. Cool eh?

Ooh, and I suppose I should tell you what it is. It's 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy' box set, by Dougals Adams. The books are, in order:

• The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy
• The Restaurant At The End Of The Universe
• Life, The Universe And Everything
• So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish
• Mostly Harmless

I'm only on the first one, but I've laughed so many times, it's unbelieveable. For example, look at what it says about Bypasses:

"Bypasses are devices which allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast whilst other people dash from point B to point A very fast. People living at point C, being a point directly in between, are often given to wonder what's so great about point A that so many people from point B are so keen to get there, and what's so great about point B that so many people from point A are so keen to ge there. They often wish that people would just once and for all work out where the hell they wanted to be."

The book just goes off on loads of funny little rants like that one. The excerpts from the Guide itself (Which has the words "DON'T PANIC" written across the cover) are the best. I can't be bothered to find one at the moment, though. I'll see if I can find a particualrly good one and I'll stick it up on here some time soon.

Also, I would like to apologize to Jordan, who we inadvertently abandoned today, in Cardiff. Sorry Jordan. I'll be sure to wait for you next time.

Anyway, it's time for me to go on MSN, and waste my time in a non-constructive manner, once again. I'll be back soon!

Another Funny Video

Sorry I haven't been Blogging a lot lately - I haven't really had anything to blog about. I know, it sucks. But on Friday, we're going to the cinema. Yaaaaay! So I'll write about whatever movie we end up seeing. =)

For now though, here's another funny video from Mad TV; the people who did the Shakira one. Anyway, it takes the mick out of Project Runway. "Designers!" Ha ha. You'll understand once you've watched it. It's about seven minutes long though, so make sure you're comfortable before you watch it.

Here it is:



See? I'm getting good at this Blogger business. Ha ha.

By the way, some of these videos are often deleted from YouTube. If they are, leave a comment and I'll repost the video. Okay? Good. =)

Shakira Parody -- Very Funny

Hi all! I found this video on YouTube, and I want you all to see it. Because it's H-I-L-arious.

Here:



Isn't it great?

The Adventures of Us

Yes, I know I haven't blogged in a few days. Sorry -- I've been tired.

So. As you know, I went to Cardiff on Thursday with Jordan and Myf. [I took my camera but it wouldn't work, so no pics I'm afraid. :( ] I've got quite a lot of things to write about, so I'm going to break it up into chunks.

Starbucks
As many of you already know, I love Starbucks. So I went there with Jordan and I had a frappuccino. It was very nice. Caramel on top, mmmm... Anyway, Jordan ordered a 'venti' coffee. Apparently, 'venti' means 'large'. So yeah. Jordan took the wrong coffee because the guy said that it was Jordan's, but it was the wrong size coffee. Apparently this one was 'grande'. So the guy came over to us and took Jordan's coffee away from him and said that he'd go and get him a 'venti' one instead of the 'grande' one he already had. So about 15 mins later, the guy came back and he said "Oh, haven't you had your coffee yet?" He hadn't. The main reason being that Jordan was waiting for him to go and get it. So not long after that, he came back with Jordan's coffee. Whoo! ((Sorry it's a mess -- I'm not really paying attention to what I'm writing, lmao))

Rudeness
The people of Cardiff are so bloody rude. Almost all day I was saying "Good afternoon" to passers by, and they said nothing. At all. How annoying, eh? They didn't even look at me, the rude b*****ds. Grr, strangers get on my nerves.

Brain Freeze in a Cup
While we were in Cardiff; Jordan, Myf and I bought smoothies. They were really nice ((I had mango =D)) but it was like a brain-freeze in a cup. Ouch! It was a painful drink, but it was nice, though.

I think I've got more to say, but I can't remember what it is... I might blog again later but it'll more than probably be about our adventures in Cardiff that took place on Friday. It was wet, let me tell you. *laughs*

Tiredness prevails...

*Yawn*. I'm very tired, but I can't stop laughing. Weird? I think so...

Anyway. I've been busy today. Very busy; like a busy little bee. No, I haven't been collecting nectar - I've been moving things. Yup, it's true.

I won't go into any more detail, because I keep spelling things wrong, and it's annoying me.

I'm feeling pretty sad: I haven't got smileys on here. NOOOOOOOOO! *laughs*

So yeah. I'm off. More tomorrow (or is that, later? It's past midnight so... yeah). When I'll be documenting our adventures in Cardiff, complete with pictures. If I remember my camera. I always forget it, ya see....

Hoorah!

EVERYONE! I've just managed to fix the time thingy. Which means that the times shown on the bottom of my posts is correct! Yaaaay!

Sorry, I got a bit excited.

Toodle pip!

Bringing Funky Back!

I thought I'd blog today to tell you all about Jordan's awesome hat. He truly is bringing funky back. Mhm.

I want a funky hat! I don't think it'd suit me, though. Besides, it would ruin my awesome hair. I can tell you're jealous of my hair. Yeah...

Anyway, back to the hat. If Jordan was a cat, he'd be a cat in a hat. See what I did there? *laughs*

Yeah... there's nothing really left to say about the hat other than that it looks like something from the Blues Brothers. And that's a good thing, right?

I've included a pic. Of Jordan, in his hat:



By the way, this post wasn't my idea. It was Jordan's. I couldn't think of anything to blog about so he suggested I write about his awesome new hat. So I did.

The fruits of my boredom

Yes, this is another re-post from Bebo, but it's a good one. Honest. :

I got so bored, that I decided to write y'all a short story. Behold:

Claretta the Currant

Claretta the Careful Currant was always a very careful currant. She always wore a wool cardigan, a lilac hat placed carefully on her head, and shoes so sensible they could do their own tax returns.

But one day, as she was carefully making a cup of tantalisingly tasty tea, she did something that was so not her. She left the kettle on the stove. Unattended.

Yes that’s right, she left the kettle on. And not only did she leave the kettle unattended, she actually left the house with it on. I know, it’s awful.

When Claretta the Usually Careful Currant returned home from her lunch with Thomas the Truthful Tomato, her home was no longer a house. It was a mere pile of ashes on the floor.

Of course, being a Careful Currant, Claretta couldn’t think how this could have happened. It couldn’t have been something she did, could it? But it must have been...

Claretta then realised her mistake. She broke down, and sobbed sorrowfully as she lay on the floor outside the remnants of her home. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t see the eighteen-wheeler heading right for her, and was suddenly squashed on the road.

Her grave read: “Claretta, the beloved Clumsy Currant.”

How unfortunate.

Entertainment? I think not...

Today's been...not very exciting. I had to get up at 7:00 o'clock this morning to go to the hospital. Excitement. (I had to go see about the lump on my leg. It doesn't do anything, but it's very annoying. It's just sort of, there. Know what I mean?)

Anyway, after that I went to have a quick look around the shops in Newport. (The hospital was there.) Not impressed. The shops were hardly impressive - most of them were closed, and the ones that were open were shite. There was only a Gregg's open. And a Cash Generators. Joy. This was at nine-ish now mind. So there was hardly anyone around, but the people that were there looked like they'd just walked off Dawn of the Dead.

After that, I went home. Yay. And then I went to Caerphilly. Again. I had my haircut, and came back home. Again.

So yeah, an exciting day for me. And now I'm shattered. I'll do some entertaining blogging later. It might contain a Big Brother update for y'all. ;)

Blog out.

Please Note

Just so you all know, the times shown on my blog posts are wrong. I tried changing it, but it's still wrong.

Blog out.

Do I really need this title? Hang on, THIS is not a title.

I am SO completely bored. Seriously, I couldn't be more bored if I was boredom itself. Or dead. Or both.

But that wouldn't work, would it? If I was boredom, I would be bored. But if on top of that, I was dead, the boredom wouldn't be here; it'd be dead. Which means... I wouldn't be bored anymore. Right? I don't get it...

Anyway, what can I do? I'm very bored. And my brain's not really working - as you can see from the rather odd title on tonight's post. Yeah...

I saw Wall-E. I wasn't impressed. Basically, it's two robots saying "Wall-E" and "Eve" over and over again for two hours. How exciting (note the sarcasm). Seeing as it was so crap, I'm not going to bother boring you with the plot details.

On another note, I need to go to Cardiff. I want, and need, to buy things. Nice things; like books, and DVDs. And I wanna go to Starbucks for a frappuccino. (I'm still not sure on the spelling, though.)

Big Brother was on Friday, as it is every day. Luke was evicted, and they stuck Rex's girlfriend in. She was the 57th of "Big Brother's Ever Changing Special Prizes." The other prizes included, and I quote, "Ham, Jam, Spam, Babycham, and a Pram." So there.

The Kevin Bishop Show was on in between BB on Friday. 'Twas very funny. In case you don't know, it's a parody sketch show, where he takes the piss out of like, everything. It's very good. The sketches included "Ross Kemp on Drugs", "Ross Kemp on the Toilet", and "Ross Kemp on Viagra". A good one was "Dangerously High School Musical". Search it on YouTube, or follow this link which will take you to the search.

Anyway, back to BB: Luke's a twat. Thank God he's gone. The downside to his eviction is that we had to suffer through his interview (I know, I didn't have to watch it, but I did. Okay?) and his appearances on BBLB. Yipee (again, note the sarcasm).

I'll be blogging again sometime in the week. Maybe. The topics could include: Midget Whores, Teleshopping, BB, Frappuccinos, Books, DVDs, or anything interesting that happens between now and then.

But for now, you'll have to wait. Hah!

Blog out.

I changed my mind

Ya know what? I can't be bothered to move all of my Bebo Blog posts to here, so I'm only moving the most recent ones.

If you really want to read my Bebo one, it can be found here.

Blog out.

Yay!

Howdy!

I'm starting a new blog so that everyone can read it! Yeah...

Anyway, just to get me started, I'm going to be copying all of my posts from Bebo to here. So if you haven't read my Bebo Blog, you can catch up on the (small amount of) goings on in my life.

As I said, not much happens with me, so I usually just complain about things. I've been told that it's quite entertaining, though.

I'm still figuring out how to work this thing, so bear with me. *laughs*

Blog out.