Day Two

Well well well... here i am again. And guess what, it snowed! And not just the pathetic feathery snow; it actually stuck for a while. I regret to add that it's all melted by now but it was good while it lasted. As the saying goes "all good things come to an end". Damn, i sure wish they didn't. Why is it in life all the bad things seem to last so much longer than the good. Like weekdays for example, the week draaaags by but the weekend just flies. Not fair. I really wish they would swap it round; two days of school and a week off- how fab would that be. Not gonna happen though. :(

God, life must be so easy as a boy. Everything is! For example, i spent two hours today, and yesterday searching long and wide for the PERFECT dress for leavers day... no such luck. A boy, literally goes into a shop, picks out a suit.. and finito. Lets face it, a suit is a suit is a suit right? "Hello sir, what colour suit would you like, we have black... or black?" Yeah, really tough decision. But anyway, my perfect dress has not been discovered as of yet. Doubt it will to be honest. People say looks don't matter, but lets be honest- ofcorse they do. The first thing any girl does is look at what another is wearing. It's just instinct. Leavers day has to be the most important school event so far? And therefore the dress is everything.

Just watched a teenage american programme- the start of a new series. Gawd, how far away are we from them... not in literal terms obviously, 'cos thats something like 600000000 miles or whatever- but i mean in lifestyle. Surely american teens aren't like that; it must be just on the programme- but still. For example, a girl, who was 15 years old- the same age as me... went out on a date with a guy that she met that very same day who owned a private jet and they flew to san fransisco for a meal and ended up 'spending the night together'. I mean come on, life isn't really like that is it? I hate to sound all prudish and old fashioned, but it's that sort of thing that give false expectations about what normal people should be like. Anyway, mild rant over.

Anyway- as i predicted, i am indeed running out of things to say. I knew the interestingness of rosa leedham would soon fade, hence the title. I hate having such a boring life- like in that programme, those girls are out partying every night etc etc etc.. and despite being completely unrealistic; you have to admit- that life sounds prettttyyy goooood. Never gonna happen though- just like the 5 day weekend idea.

I was thinking. A friend of mine told me about a distant relative he has. You know in my last entry, i said about the checklist of things to do before you die? Well, my friend told me about this guy who had a divorce, and therefore zero commitment etc. And he auctioned off all of his stuff- his house, his car and so on and then travelled the world using the money and is ticking off all those things he wanted to do. I hate to go really deep, but i thought it was really inspirational. For example, he learnt to fly a plane, skydive in a wind tunnel, meet richard branson, round up elephants, walk the wall of china, etc etc.. the list goes on. Anyway, thought it was relevant- enough said.

Best go, still got french to do, art to do, and perhaps- even m o r e dress searching to do.
Excluding the dress bit, don't ever say that we don't have to work for GCSE's. Who came up with that nonsense that they are getting much much easier, rubbish!! That annoys me, and i'll tell you what else does too. When people moan about youths of today having no respect etc... right infront of you. It is really annoying; it must be like 10% of youths that are like that. The rest of us have respect, don't hang around on street corners and so on, but we get glared at asif we are yobs. Tut. This blogging business is just turning into one huge rant. Not good.

On that incredibly sour note, i'm off once and for all.
Nightnight
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