Happy New Year/ Round up of 2012

Happy New Year everyone! I know I haven’t written a blog in ages, but I have GCSE exams coming up and I have to revise a lot as I’m not what you’d call ‘academically gifted’. Anyway, please forgive me.

I thought I’d write a little blog rounding up some bits and bobs that have happened to me in 2012, it’s not that exciting and I can’t remember a lot of the things that happened to me. This year, I’m going to write down all the interesting things that happen so hopefully next year I’ll have lots of thing to talk about. Anyway…

 January

I think it was January when it snowed. Snow, where I live, doesn’t come in vast amounts and the snow that we do get turns to ice very quickly. You find yourself sliding to school, as appose to the traditional method of walking. It’s always me that’s the first, and only, person to fall over. It just all happens so fast, one minute you’re chit chatting to your friend about Eastenders and the next minute, whoooosh, you’re on the floor. Of course, there’s always a gang on giggling year 7’s behind you that make a great point of stepping over you while your just sitting helplessly on the floor. This my friends, is why I’m all in favour of school’s shutting at the first sign of snow.

 February

In February I was revising for the exams that take place in March. They weren’t ‘proper’ exams, just mocks put on by the school to ‘test our progress’. The thing is, we’d already had exams in September, and I don’t know about you, but I do not make any notable progress in 6 months. In fact, I don’t make any notable progress ever really. So yes, I spent February revising which was, as I remember, just wonderful.

 March

March was a very good month for me as it was when I did my first ever work experience. I went to a local lifestyle magazine and I had a wonderful time. I learnt lots about working at a magazine; the writing, the photography, the editorial and even the advertising. The people were really nice too and were always on hand to answer questions. I also had a view articles I wrote published, which was lovely and very unexpected.

 April

Chocolate was a major factor in the month of April as it was, of course, Easter. I love Easter because you can just eat lots of chocolate and not feel guilty. I don’t understand why people would want actual presents at Easter instead of chocolate eggs. During the Easter holidays me and my family went to stay in a cottage in Wales for a week, don’t worry, it had WIFI! I thought it was going to be a dull let’s-go-for-another-walk week but I actually had a really good time. We did do a lot of walking but the scenery was stunning. I will stop there as I am aware I’m starting to sound rather middle aged.

 May

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! In May it was my birthday and I had a jolly time. I had my first pair of Converse from my mum and dad and have quickly become my favourite shoes. They are just so comfortable and they go with everything. Literally, I know longer have to worry about finding shoes that match my outfit, it’s great if you’re into minimal effort dressing like me. I even wear mine with dresses- SHOOT ME. My birthday party involved a trip to Pizza Hut with my friends and then party games out my house, it was great but the cleaning up after wasn’t (I will no longer ask my friends to play games that involve cutting up chocolate with a knife and fork).

 June (You’re halfway there, please keep reading…)

June is an awful month because it feels like it should be the summer holidays but it’s not and that’s sad. I honestly can’t remember what happened in June apart from that my school was really warm and we still had to keep our sweatshirts on.

 July

Finally, finally it was the summer holidays. Don’t you just love the last day of term, when everyone’s running around and swearing at the teacher because they can’t do anything about it? If you go to a bit of a ‘rough around the edges’ school like mine, you may have experienced the tradition of drinking (alcohol) in school on the last day of term. Personally, I don’t observe this practice but several of my friends came in with their vodka-orange juice concoctions and were sat casually drinking them in maths. Let’s just say they were all very… happy… by the time the bell went.

 August

August was the month of the family holiday. The less said about that the better. I’m joking, it wasn’t that bad. But by the end of 2 weeks sharing a room with your little brother and watching your dad attempt to dive into the swimming pool, you’re ready to go home.

 September

‘Back to School’ also known as ‘Kill Me Now’. It’s just the worst thing ever trudging up the school drive after a wonderful 6 weeks off. It’s usually ok because we don’t have to be in until 11am but this year I had to be in, bright and early at 9am to show the delightful new year 7’s around. My tour of the school went something like this:

"This is the library, there is books here.

This is the canteen, there is food here.

This is the tennis courts, you play here (except don’t play because that’s not cool, just stand around in groups trying to look older than you are).

This is the hall, stuff happens here.

This is a maths classroom, I have no idea what goes on here."

 October

October…well it happened I suppose. I was in a show at school called Spooktacular, needless to say it was a Halloween themed performance. A group of year 7’s ‘sung’ Angels by Robbie Williams and I myself was in the school orchestra- we played the theme from Edward Scissorhands. Well, I call it an orchestra, there is only ten of us and it’s all out of proportion. There’s 3 saxophones, 4 clarinets, a flute and 2 violins. I won’t lie to you, we’re pretty awful.

 November

I had my final maths exam in November which was good and bad. Bad obviously because it was maths and that’s not really one of my strong areas. Can someone please explain to me what a Cosine is exactly? But it’s good because now I never have to do a maths lesson again! (yes, that sentence deserved an exclamation mark) I still have a lesson that’s supposed to be maths but I just sit and spin around on my swivel chair because everyone else is doing a ‘bridge to A level’ course that I am refusing to partake in.

 December

FEED THE WORLD etc etc. I love that song, it's my favourite Christmas song, although my mother says if I had released it no one would have donated any money. Charming. Anyway, I love Christmas so much, the food and the music and the presents and the atmosphere. I just love it. Christmas dinner is my favourite meal of the whole year and I start looking forward to it in June. This year was no disappointment, with the usual display of pigs in blankets, turkey and roast potatoes being consumed. Another event that happened in December was that my poor little dog chewed through the Christmas lights and had 240 volts across his tongue. He’s fine now though, he just had a bit of a shock, and a burned mouth.

So that is a round up of my year. I congratulate you if you read it all the way to the end and I congratulate you even more if you aren’t now crying with boredom. So yes, happy new year again and I hope you have a wonderful 2013.

That twitter thing

Hello everyone!

Yesterday I made a brave decission, I created a twitter account. You can follow me @teenagedazeblog and there is a link on my profile. For those of you who don't know what twitter is it's basically a website where you can share you latest thoughts and what you are doing in 140 charactors or less- this is known as a tweet. You might have noticed you see hashtags at the start of program such as Have I Got News For You (#hignfy) this is to tell people if they add this to their tweets people know what your tweeting about and if enough people tweet it it 'trends'. So far I have 11 followers but I've only been on it 24 hours, I think I'm doing rather well.

I am planning a 'twitter for idiots' blog soon so watch out for that and I'll see you on twitter...

(I know most people know what twitter is but I know for a fact I have several readers who aren't quite in the 'modern age' yet).

Ice Skating, or lack of.

Yesterday I went ice skating. As soon as I told my mum I was going I could see the look of panic/horror spread across her face. As she and some of my more 'regualar readers' know I don't really give off an 'ice skater' vibe. It wasn't the first time I went ice skating, maybe the third or forth but from anyone observing me they would have thought I had never seen a sheet of ice in my life...
As me and my friends were walking up to the ice rink a thought occurred to me, how do you actually ice skate? It's not programed into our natural DNA and there is only so much Dancing On Ice can teach you. I put this question across to the group and my friend Meg replied with "You just kind of slide, it's like rollerskating". At this point I must add that last time I went rollerskating I nearly skidded into a main road and got hit by a van, luckily my friend caught me. "But I can't rollerskate" I replied the only phrase that Meg could think of that suited the moment was "oh dear" and she was right.

My first challenge was to put on my boots. This is a Blog in itself but I will try and condense it. Basically, after I had collected my boots of a tattooed and pierced 'youth' I found myself a place on the wooden benches and set about putting them on. First of all I had to get my head around how they actually went onto your foot. After secretly observing other people but theirs on I thought I had the knack of it. I didn't. It took me ten minutes of shouting, cursing, stamping, pulling and pushing to get my feet into the boots, they were a bit too big but I couldn't face putting another pair on so I hobbled off to find everyone else. I say hobbled because it is very difficult to walk on normal flooring with blades attached to your feet, why don't you just put the blades on before you step onto the ice? I think I'm the only sensible person on this planet.

At last it was time to get on the ice. Nervously I placed my right foot onto the rink, since when was ice so slippery? Then, I grabbed onto the bar for dear life and hauled my left foot up. For a few seconds I was paralysed, what could I do? I couldn't move, I couldn't go back and I defiantly couldn't 'just go' as the man behind me suggested. After spending a few minutes contemplating the value of life I started to slide myself forward. I slid my hand a few cementers along the bar then dragged my feet along to meet them. I did this for a whole lap- it took me at least 15 minutes.

My friend saw me struggling so she glided, yes glided, over to help me. She grabbed my arm, pulled me off the bar and dragged me round the ice. I have never been so scared in all my life. I was clutching onto her the whole time and screaming "We're going to die, stop, we're going to die!". In case you were wondering, we didn't die.

After 5 laps I was feeling a fraction more confident and started to shift my feet a little bit for myself rather than being pulled forward. Suddenly disaster struck, the two people in fornt of us slipped over and landed on the floor- how inconsiderate. This left us in an awkward situation because obviously it would be rude to skate over them but we didn't have enough time to stop. Then, without even asking my permission my friend let go off my arm and skated around them, this left me hurtling out of control around the other side of them, I was waving my arms around everywhere, desperately trying to stay upright. THUD! I hit the side bar. I had a massive stomach ache but I didn't care, I was still upright and I hadn't broken anything.

I decided it was selfish for my friend to be skating around with me for the whole time when she could clearly be jumping around at 100mph so I let her go. I wasn't on my own though another friend took me into her care, we skated around for a few laps but I think she then decided her limbs were more important than helping me to skate so she went off, I think I was becoming a liability.

Finally the man in charge shouted for everyone to get off the ice, well since I was around the other side of the rink it was another 10 minutes before I got off but still it was over. I was very pleased and as I hobbled back to the bench to remove my very fetching boots I realised, I didn't fall over! I may have caused several accidents but still, the First Aid man only had to come to one of them and I do rather think the lady was making too much fuss, it's only ice!

So, after recent events I can safely say that I will be crossing 'Proffesional Ice Skater' off my career list.

New Years Eve

Happy new year everybody! 2012- we're getting on a bit now aren't we? However you celebrated I hope you had a great New Years Eve and today I am going to tell you a bit about mine.

6:45pm: Family W and Family M arrive note, I am using code names because the internet is a dangerous place. The families are welcomed into my house by my mad dog and even madder family.

7pm: Everyone is settled down with a drink, I swear my mother bought all the drinks in Tesco so there was 'plenty of options'. The presents are distributed between the children, we have our presents from Family W and Family M at new year because... because... well I don't really know why to be honest.

8pm: Food time! We had a Chinese takeaway because we like to live life on the edge at my house. I have fried rice, lemon chicken, duck and chips and I just keep filling my bowl up with those things until I physically can't eat anything else. My brother bought up the topic of how conjoined twins go to the toilet, just a normal family meal time really.

8:30pm: Finally, finally, they let us have pudding. We had Baileys cheesecake, meringues and trifle. I had meringues because I refuse to have pudding with alcohol in it and I really don't understand the concept of trifle. Why do people feel the need to mix about ten different puddings into the same bowl? My brother, on the other hand, thinks it's a gift from God himself.

9pm: The children had a nerve fight. For those of you who are not 'down with the kids' I'd better explain; basically you have a plastic gun that fires foam darts out of it and you have to run wildly round the house shooting people. Needless to say this game has been banned many times.

10:30pm: The infamous quiz took place. We take 'The Quiz' very seriously on new years eve. My mum puts questions in each of the rooms downstairs in our house and you and your partner have to go round answering all the questions. Unfortunately, this can get a little out of hand, past incidence include: Stealing helpful books from the bookshelf, riping the questions up, hiding the questions and Googling questions (this year my mum turned the Internet off just in case).

Midnight: At midnight we had sparklers and the traditional game of midnight football, please tell me everybody does this?

1am: We had a dancing competition on the Wii. I was just thinking, when you are on a game like that you do everything it tells you, regardless of how stupid you look. If it tells you to shimmy, you shimmy, no questions asked.

2am: Everybody went home and I went to bed, too much excitement for one night.