A Celebration and a List

To celebrate the inaugeration of Barack Obama today, I made a list whilst bored in drama.

PEOPLE WHO WILL BE VICE-PRESIDENT BEFORE SARAH PALIN
Dobby the house-elf
Katie Price
My brother (who is more than capable of running a country, believe me)
Hitler
Neil Cicierega
The Rick Roller'd guy
Brian's mum from 'Life of Brian'
Bill and Ted ("Excellent!")
Captain Obvious
Bluebottle from 'The Goon Show'
The Joker
Bill Bailey
Michael Palin
Wallace and Gromit
Jeremy Clarkson
Winnie the Pooh

etc...

In the words of Bill Bailey...

*snicker*

I have a dare for you.

If you live in Britain, go into an Asda store (doesn't matter if you hate Asda. In fact, it's better if you do). Go up to the person the desk, and when they serve you, cry, "Hey! Asda! I ain't gonna be your bitch!" Then flee.

If you live in America go to Wal-Mart (they own Asda after all).

And if you don't live in America or the UK, go into any two-syllable evil greedy power-stealing supermarket you please!

I <3 Bill Bailey.

How I hate thee, let me counteth the ways...

URRGH.

First day back at school and I'm already sitting under a pile of motherfudging homework. Teachers are such cruel, cruel creatures. Plus, which moron decided that the best possible way to begin a Monday is with Maths? I would like to personally kill whoever did my timetable.
But whatever. At least I didn't have PE today. That would have been too much. I don't know what we're doing, but I'm praying it isn't hockey, because it's so cold outside I'm only just getting feeling back in my nose, fingers and toes.

Not to mention I'm being lectured about my stupid exams already. I wish I could like, fall asleep now and wake up in June.

Bring on the weekend please.

Poll Time

Should I dye my hair blonde?

(Y/N)

Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Haha.

Do the Time Warp NOW.

I order thee.

Me and my sister just danced around really stupidly to this. xD

2009 will be sublime

I know this is going to be a good year, because it started off with me having one of my fizzy drink/late-night/mild alcohol intake dreams. Last year's dream was better, but this one was still good. I <3 having good dreams.

I went to a party last night at a family friend's house just round the corner. It was mostly grown-ups, but there were four of us girls upstairs, plus my younger brother and older sister (but she went home early becasue of a headache). So, we started things off with a round of 'Buzz' (WHICH I WON MOST TRIUMPHANTLY. I won a sofa suite. GO ME), then we watched Wild Child (from which my brother was banished). And we all gathered downstairs to watch the Hogmanay celebrations on TV. The grown-ups had champagne and we young persons had Buck's Fizz, which tasted pretty vile, but hey, it's 2009, what you gonna do. Then it was upstairs for another round of 'Buzz', which I came second in. Becasue no one wanted to stay downstairs because the grown-ups started dancing. Ew.
But we always have to leave so bloody early. So I ended up crashing out at three in the morning at home. xD

It's like, a family tradition to climb a hill on New Year's Day, and this year it was Cairnpapple Hill, which strictly speaking is a burial mound, and also the easiest thing to climb in the world. But me and my sister found these remnants of a torn-up letter lying all over the hill. Investimagating, we pieced them together and found out it was like, a break-up letter. It was quite funny in a cruel way. Talk about bad luck, being dumped on New Year's Eve. But talk about stupid, tearing the letter up and leaving it in a public place. I'd have totally shredded the thing, then burnt it.

Oh well. Not everyone is blessed with my awesome logic.