Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Language GCSE's

This week I have to memorise a German passage for my exam next week. Whilst I was attempting to understand and memorise this very complicated language a thought came to me; It's not really a German exam is it? It's a memory test. We have to write the passage beforehand then our teacher is aloud to mark it so it's perfect German, then we have to memorise it. In the exam they even give you a dictionary! What is the point? If it was a real German test you would have to write the passage in the exam without a dictionary.

Obviously, I am not complaining, the easier the test is the better, I just think that the exam boards should stop and think what they are actually gaining from this part of the exam. Soon enough the colleges and sixth forms will catch on and a GCSE in German will be thought of as a GCSE in memorising.

While we are on the subject of GCSE's I think it's really wrong how my school (and most schools) force us to do a GCSE in a language. Don't get me wrong, I can see the benefits; it makes you a more rounded person, you have more career options and you will be able to travel more. Maybe I would have taken one out of choice. However, I think forcing you to do one isn't right, if I don't want a GCSE in German then why should I spend hours studying for one? I am never going to go to Germany, I have no wish to work in Germany, and I don't want to be a German teacher.

I'm defiantly not against Germany though, it's a very nice county with some lovely and talented people in, it's just not somewhere I want to be.

So in the space of two minutes we have gone from a GCSE in memorising to how talented the German people are. Welcome to my life.

**Note the same applies to GCSE's in French, Spanish and every other language. I'm not against the county, just the exam. **

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Look down your noes at someone else.

Today I will be ranting about people who think they are better than you at something when they are not. For example, people who have just started playing an instrument who think they already semi professional at it and think they have the right to tell you what to do. It's SO annoying, I literally want to turn around and slap them. Obviously I don't because I would probably get kicked out of school and that does not look good on job applications.

The thing that irritates me the most is the fact that they look down at you and smirk when you get something wrong. I just really want to say "Oh! Go and look down your big noes at someone else". But I don't because, believe it or not, I'm actually nice to people's faces. I think they just need to look at themselves because half the time they aren't doing it right themselves.

While we're on the subject of people looking down on you, I also dislike people who talk down to you for no good reason. OK, I might not be the best at maths but I'm not that stupid, honest. Someone actually once said to me "Don't worry, you won't understand this".The cheek of it! It doesn't do your self esteem any good plus it's very disrespectful.

To be honest, it all comes down to people thinking that they have the right to say what they want to you because they have a little idea in their heads that they are better than you. Newsflash! Your not.

**On editing this Blog I realised that I jump from subject to subject a bit, sorry, this is what I'm like in real life**

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Blogs, or lack of.

Recently I have not been doing any blogs. There are several reasons why...

Firstly, I had my maths GCSE last week and up until then I was revising and this week I have been getting over the shock that it wasn't actually that hard (if I was superstitious now I would say 'touch wood' but I'm not). Secondly, for the last few days I have had loads of ridiculous  homework, mainly Geography. I hate Geography. All we seem to learn about is rocks and long shore drift, I know there is a lot more to Geography which is why my lessons are so frustrating. Then when he gives us homework it pushes me over the edge, if I have to see another 'rocks and their uses' worksheet again I might do something drastic.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, why I haven't been blogging lately. Thirdly, my mother has got this  idea in her head that I have to do more 'work around the house'. It's really fustrating because whenever I'm in the middle of doing something, e.g blogging, she shouts up the stairs "Saraaaaaaah, could you just do me these dishes please?" Or "Saraaaaaah have you got a minute?". Parents eh? Who'd have them?

Fourthly, I have been Christmas shopping. I know it's only November but that is very nearly December and I'm not taking any chances. I do not want to be the friend that gives everyone a half price box of chocolates because they left it too late and all the shops had sold out of everything good. So this year I'm planning ahead and I have got the vast majority of my Christmas presents bought already, and a birthday present. Yes, one of my friends had the clever idea of being born at the end of November so I always end up buying her Christmas present and birthday present at the same time. It's such a pain.

Fithly, I.... Oh dear. My mum has just summoned me, I better go or I won't get fed later.

Until next time, over and out.

Monday, 21 November 2011

I bet I can get my noes higher

Well all have that one 'friend' that thinks they are better than everybody else, they think they were the best thing to ever happen to this Earth and you should be grateful to be in their presence. I am absoulty fed up of these people. Who do they think they are? Gliding around, their noes as high as the Eiffel tower passing comments about everything and anyone under the sun (or their noes).

They must think they have been given some special role in life, to rule over everyone else. Well, snobs of the world, I hate to break it to you but your just like us. Yes, you are no better than the commoners so I would start bringing your nose through the atmosphere now.

There are many reasons I can't stand snobs. Firstly, they can't do anything wrong can they? "Oh yes, I did fail my exam but it was the teachers fault" or "Yes, I did lose your money but tut wasn't my fault". They need to get over themselves seriously.

Secondly, they think their opinion is the flipping law. If they say something then that is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth and no one else's opinion is important. For example they say "those shoes are horrible" then that is the final word. The shop may as well take them off the sheep because they have been deemed 'horrible' by some stuck up snob.

I could go on, I really could, but I have school tomorrow and I don't want to be deemed tired by the rules of all (the snobs).

Thursday, 17 November 2011

Oh look there's a flying pig! Where?

People are taking everything in this word too seriously. I know my blogs can come across as somewhat offensive but I am never deliberately trying to offend anybody. My mother (who most of my blogs are about) has learned to see the funny side and now she actually gives me ideas about how I can poke fun at her. I apologise sincerely if I have offended anybody throughout any of my blogs, they are not meant literally, they are a teenagers view of life.

Please grow a sense of humor.

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Oh the Joys of slimming clubs

When you enter into a slimming club it’s hard to know where to look first. Do you feast your eyes upon the ‘wonderful’ healthy food they have for sale? At, may I say, extortionate prices. Do you look at the people within this fine establishment? Such as the row of ‘ladies of a certain age’ gossiping about the dashing bloke from coronation street. Or, do you look at the ‘group leaders’? These people tend have a fixed fake smile on their face and get a little too enthusiastic about low fat yogurt. Finally, if you really wanted to, you could look at the rows of empty seats, put out in case people who actually have a social life decide to swing by, this I must add, is highly unlikely.
Once the meeting is underway things don’t improve much. A round of applause is given to Doris who has lost a stone, and now has the pleasure of choosing a sticker to attach to her tight fitted top (‘Ladies of a certain age’ really shouldn’t wear lycra’) And a standing ovation is given to dridre, who has reached her target weight (all I can say is, I wonder what she was like before?!). This ‘sharing of achievements’ session carries on quite smoothly from then on, there was a bit of an awkward silence when Peggy couldn’t pull her ‘I lost weight’ hoddie past her neck, put I have to say, she persevered and (eventually) got it on.

Next up is the ‘activity session’ this week they are ‘exploring ways to stay healthy at BBQs’ (they must really be scraping the bottom of the barrel for ideas now). Dridre starts off the discussion by saying she is going to compromise and only have seven sausages next time she has a bbq, this statement is followed by a gasp and a round of applause. Dorris then pipes up that she will "eat what she wants and burn her calorie counter on the bbq if she has to" Dorris is removed from the meeting. The group leader suggests that ‘We all try and balance out our meet with vegetables’ "RABBIT FOOD" shouts Dorris from outside the door, this is followed by another awkward silence. Peggy breaks the silence by suggesting that they all try and have a healthy drink such as water with their bbq, so as to balance out the calories. Her round of applause is interrupted by Dorris, who is now standing on the roof of her car, drinking a can of stella and singing ‘We will rock you’ when she sees everyone is watching her she makes a rather rude gesture, and then continues to break dance to the chorus. An uncomfortable rumble travels around the room and the discussion is abandoned.

The last part of the meeting is slightly predictable. The Group Leaders try and sell everyone ‘slimming club must haves’, these include special scales and a magazine about ‘making the right choices’ the older ladies lap up the products eagerly, I don’t think they understand the word ‘commission’. The group then disperses in an array of fiats and people carries. As for Dorris, she has been caution by the police, and as she puts it, is ‘to cool for slimming school’.

Lets Zumba our way out of this one...

*I must apologise for the lack of apostrophe in the title, for some reason blogger won't let me have one*

Zumba- A dance/fitness program inspired by Latin dance. Spanish slang for "to move fast and have fun

I hate Zumba, with a passion. It's basically a glorified fitness class where 'women of a certain age' go to 'keep fit'. My mother has started Zumba and she showed me some last night, it really is awful "Step, clap, step, shimmy" she chanted as she marched up and down the kitchen with no particular rhythm at all. Watching my 40+ year old mother trying to shimmy has scared me for life. She looked like a plonker, to put it mildly.

Now, I must say, I don't have a problem with people going to Zumba (unless they have teenage children who they could embarrass) , it's not up to me how people waste their time, but, I do disagree with how they sell it;
'Zumba is a great way to loose weight fast' - Erm, no it isn't, nobody I know has ever lost any weight.
'Feel the benefits straight away'- no, unless you count aching arms as a benefit.
'Qualifed instructor'- Excuse me, but what qualifications do you need to be a Zumba instructor?

Do you see what I mean? It is being sold as a new fitness craze when in fact it's nothing more than a social event. Plus, the women who go take cakes to eat afterwards. So, in effect they are 'burning calories' only to put them back on again... Surely I am not the only one who can see this?! Not that you burn any calories 'Zumbering' anyway, all you do is walk around a bit, clap your hands and touch your toes.

I was just thinking, it must be a strange sight watching people enter a Zumba class. I bet you can see middle aged women 'limbering up' which involves stretching their arms a couple of times then sitting down again because they "musn't over do it". And you can see an array of Zumba outfits ranging from tracksuit bottoms and hoodies to full on belly dancing outfits. Women over 50 shouldn't be aloud out of the house wearing that kind of thing. And then, once everyone is suitably dressed and 'limbered up' they all enter into the Zumba class, armed with their Good House Keeping magaizines and Inhalers.

Zumba- I know, it looks thrilling.

Monday, 7 November 2011

Who will leave the talent show this week? Let's ask the producers...

This is a rant. If you don't like rants then don't read it. Simple.

The X-factor must be fixed. I'm sorry to tell you but it is. This week a boy band went out. Why?! If you think about it logically, who is the main audience of the x-factor? Teenagers. What are half of those teenagers? Girls. What do teenage girls like? Boy bands. It doesn't make any sense. I bet the producers have it all planned out, who is going to leave when, when they are going to be in the bottom two against and which judges have to vote for each act. T.v is at it's worst.

Also, I am sick of 'double evictions'. I bet they only take place because the producers have just realised that they have one too many contestants for the number of weeks the show is running for and think to themselves, "Oh dear, we better get rid of an extra one this week". The other reason could be because X-factor's ratings are at an all time lower and they are now scraping the barrel for ideas to 'spice it up a bit'. I know X-factor! Why don't you just not run at all then we can all get on with our lives? I saw a rumour in a newspaper this week that next Saturday the judges are all going to swap categories. Are they really that desperate? Probably.

I am being a bit unfair to X-factor, all t.v talent shows are rubbish. Basically, they are a way for people to become 'famous' for all of six months, release an album, have it do quite well, release another album, have it do rubbish and then get dropped from their label. Their fame lasts about a year, max. They will then do a 'comeback tour' 5 years later, by that time everyone will have forgotten about them, so they won't sell any tickets, and then they find themselves back where they started. Working in a supermarket. Harsh but true.

The talent shows that start with z-list celebrities and try and make them famous again 'on ice' or 'dancing with a star' or 'in a jungle' are just weird. These people often did quite well in their day, so why on earth would they want to lower themselves to going on one of these talent shows is beyond me. Never mind, they can always come back the following year to judge it, I mentioning no names...

On the positive side, there is some good acts to have come out of talent shows, Diversity, Once Direction and JLS have all done well for themselves, which is great but the thing is, they could have done it without the show, it was just a way for them to get noticed.

So that's the end of my rant on talent shows, must dash, I'm halfway through my application form for 'The dancing on ice with a celebrity in the jungle factor'.