After about an hour on my hands and knees pulling grass and creeping jenny from between the strawberries this morning I began to lose the will to live.

It was in that time that I began to realise how peaceful it actually is outside in the garden and how I actually sort of hate being cooped up in timetables all the time.

Thankfully, before I either solved world poverty or slit my wrists with the trowel through boredom, the cat turned up to keep me company.

It was much later when in my labours I unearthed a rather interesting bug-type-thingy from among the soil and weeds. It was like a reddish cocoon. It looked a bit like that butterfly thing off 'silence of the lambs' but obv it couldn't be one of them because they dont live in England. =S

Unless you have spent nore than 3 hours at a stratch gardening you can really have no idea of how stiif your back can be after you straighten up again.

As you may have realised from the title there is no butter to be found anywhere in my house. Quel dilemma as a serious bake was scheduled for this afternoon!

Looks like I'm going to have to revise or something instaed.

At least I don't have to go to school =)

Last night, the night before, and several other nights recently I have had dreams about Andrew. I hate them. Why won't my mind just block them for me? It just doesn't bother even though they upset me and it surely realises?

Nightmares I can handle. Terrifying mosters attacking, ok I get them and they don't bother me at all, but these dreams recently I can't even think about because I just want to cry. They're not particularly action packed it's just peaceful and every morning I have to wake up and realise it was just a dream again.

I hate my mind. Hopefully though writing about it will get them out of my system and I wont have to face another night of it. =/

As year 11 on study leave I dont have to answer to the bells anymore (woooot!) which means no lessons and as I was in school today it meant I could just sit around and chat for the entire day until my exam came up (I had to come in on the bus this morning because I couldn/t catch a lift due to other people wanting to use the car).

It was rather a fun day, but I managed to sunburn my arms again =/

I had the most amazing chocolate brownie. If you are ever in Kirkby I reccommend the bakery on the highstreet for price and size of yummy yummy cakes and stuff =)

As you may guess I've met someone new.

Who would have known. I only got a profile on the site (tagged or something) because a friend made me and that was ages ago. I had forgotten all about it when an email arrived in my inbox a couple of days ago: "someone wants to meet you". Now normally I dont even bother reading that sort of rubbish email, but i opened it and it had a link to a game thing where the site showed you pictures and you clicked yes or no wether you were interested in the person or not. So I played it (I was VERY bored).

Next day I open it up and I have a match. Let me tell you all about him.

He's 17 and he lives ages and ages away. Seems nice enough. Very short hair. Glasses. Thinner than I usually like but it doesnt matter because he's too far away to be boyfriend material. So he remains Mr Interesting who brightens my MSN. He'll never be anything more but he does amuse me =)

Ok, technically the RE exam had nothing to do with the tree I climbed this morning, although it was the reason I had to get my act together and locate some shoes =(

Well, this morning I slept in a bit because I didnt have an exam. Then I 'revised' for a bit before losing the will to live and wandering out into the garden where the bluebells (i love bluebells - and daisies) gave me new life. (obv i still hadnt located my shoes because I had deliberately lost them because I hate shoes and socks.)

Anyways after I had made myself useful by feeding the pond-fish I wandered into the orchard and climbed the old apple tree. It's full of blossom atm and its gorgeous.

Then I remembered I had to actually change and do my hair before leaving the house and meeting normal people so I headed back inside and found my shoes (eventually) dressed myself neatly and caught a lift to school where I took my RE exam which wasnt that hard really.

Then the bus didnt come for about an hour so me and Janine were having races on our backs across the floor.

She just couldn't accept that I was superior at it =)

Today was my last day of compulsery education =)

We didnt do much although we were supposed to have the first 2 lessons as normal all we did was eat, take photos and watch videos.

I've been photographed so much it felt like I was at a wedding!

My form tutor baked us a special cake =) thankies to Mrs Keeler (hahahaha now if she googles herself this will come up). She's leaving to go to Dallam next year, so I wish her luck n stuff =)

After that we went down to the church (yawn) for a not-so-boring-as-expected service which included a lot of singing from various talented people (Beth Mainwaring for one. She has an amazing voice and should be like famous). We had to wear our fleeces all through the service and it got seriously hot, although amazingly I was seated so I could actually see for once instead of being behind a pillar or something.

Then we went back to school and had lunch while watching a special video the teachers had put together for us.

We were allowed into the garden area that is normally out of bounds and they gave us all cans of soda so that was good and then we all trooped back into the hall for performances by yet more talented people in our yeargroup. There were a few technical hitches but that just added to the fun as the tech guys ran franticly to and fro with microphones only to finally fix it when the song had ended. Oh how I laughed =)

And that was the end of my last official day of year 11.

Oh btw Andrew burst into tears several times during the day and set his entire form off (or so I hears as I am in a different form). Honestly *rolls eyes* I'm supposed to be the girl n I didnt even start once =S I mean it's not like we're even leaving really because we're almost all coming back into 6th form...

Ah the mysteries of life.

The title of this (as in most of my blog) is quite random. As to the meaning of it you'll see in a minute, well I think they're beautiful anyways.

First reason that it was a great day for me was the the Health and Social teacher let us go out on to the school field and 'revise' since it was our last lesson (sob sob) and we break up for study leave tomorrow. Naturally Em started talking to Jaine (a total legend but just an acquaintance really) and so I was left with James D who is a total laugh although I had hardly spoken to him properly before this year and hardly a sensible conversation until like last thursday. We ended up having a grass fight =)

Next my entire year was given an extra long lunch hour because we're breaking up tomorrow, and that meant that i had even MORE time on the field. Charlotte wasnt there for most of it so i had Andrew's almost full attention for once (until she came back =/) Me and rory had a grass war and I put some more grass down James back =)

All in all I had a v good morning =)

THEN in the afternoon maths class (we only have one class after lunch each day) there was a fire alarm which meant we all had to traipse down to the tennis courts and back. I found Andrew but Charlotte was there so she had most of his attention and I talked to Lauren after she got my attention by whacking me with her PE kit (owwww!). Somehow ended up with James again on the way back to class (although he was headed to a different one) and he demonstrated how he could break my arm etc =)

so yeah...a good day.

Oh, but the downside is that now i have sunburn.

Ah welllllllll

How I'm going to manage to stay awake both all today and most of school tomorrow I don't know. I was out last night which I knew was a mistake before I even set off and then I had to get up early to get the bathroom before anyone else beat me to it.

I am totally knackered tbh.

And I have a towel on my head, which doesnt make for the greatest of moods to begin with.

I want my ears piercing again. I did the last hole myself but now I have no gold/actual silver earrings left so I eiter need to buy some or go get them done properly...

ah welllllll....

we've all seen polly pockets, right? In the shops, on the TV they're like almost as big a thing as barbie.

Did you know, however, that the new polly pockets are (in my opinion) absolute RUBBISH campared to the old compacts.

The new pollys are just like mini barbie type dolls with stand up houses and stretchy clothes. The old pollys come in their own little compact house/world that can actually be carried around in a pocket (hence the name).

You can get these off ebay really really cheap (though i wouldnt reccommend them for really little children as they have very small pieces) and I reccommend the mermaid compact in the shape of a book as the best I've found so far. Seriously, your little girl will love it! Alos it has a light and little mermaid pollys that are absolutely gorgeous =)