The Diaries of a Crazy Cat Lady

Relocation :)

2010-04-15T09:47:00.000+01:00

I am terribly sorry Blogger, you have been good, but Tumblr is better...
www.nghazzie.tumblr.com
Thats my new one :)

Don't worry guys, I've imported my blog xD

Potterhead.

2010-04-13T22:55:00.002+01:00

Sophie, whom I have mentioned in a previous post, and I have been having a rather geeky conversation, and I thought that I would share it with the world!

Haz: The international confederation of wizards are the governing body who are in chaarge of all the ministries in every country. In the 1600s they met up for weeks on end in order to discuss the future of the wizarding world, before coming to the conclusion of removing the latter from the muggle world entirely. It is because of the international confederation of wizards that there is an international code of wizarding secrecy. Every country is subject to this code.

Sophie: You're so lame ^--^

Haz: but you love it.

I'm so tempted to completely swot out my world, and randomly drop it in conversation

Sophie: :L

Haz: or we could be arguing about the rules of quidditch, and then everyone'd be like :|

Sophie: :L
DO THEY KNOW MUCH MUCH THEY BREAK THE RULES IN THE FILMS?!

Haz: probably not.

I've started to create a conversation :D

Sophie: where?

Haz: in my head?

Sophie: okaaaaaaaay

Haz: Okay, I overheard a seventh-year saying about that his brother was in the same year as that Harry Potter, and he then said that during their second-year, Malfoy did a complete foul move in quidditch, during the gryffindor/slytherin match. Hooch didn't even notice. Thats shocking. SHOCKING.

I wouldn't have that, even if I am the seeker for Gryffindor, I would NEVER break the rules of quidditch

Sophie: dont talk to me like this.

Haz: I'd dread to think what would have happened if Hooch had found out.

Why not :(

Sophie: you make me sad

Haz: why? :(

Sophie: youre just too damn lame. Its just bad Xd

Haz: NO :( IT'S COMMON KNOWLEDGE

Sophie: you make me want to cry

Haz: why? :(

Sophie: :L love you

Haz: loveyou tooooo

Love from, a very Geeky Potterhead named

Tallulah

xxxxx

P.S. I do apologise for the technical difficulties above, I'll try and edit it tomorrow. I cannot get the colours right, and Blogger seems to be annoyed at me for some reason. Grr. And, I don't have the patience to at this time of night, I seem to have the urge to throw my laptop accross the room, because the blasting colours aren't working. :( I won't don't worry. Anyways, I do apologise. IT WONT SEEM TO WORT OUT. I give up. Sorry guys xD

2010-04-11T11:13:00.000+01:00

Good Morning.
How is one's self this fine April's Sunday morning?

I've just woken up. I went to see a film yesterday, with Darling Matthew.The film was called 'Remember Me', y'know the one with Robert Patterson in it. It was amazing, although I sobbed most of the way through it, and 'specially at the end. I'm not going to say what happens in the film. But go see it! NOW.

I haven't really done much since my last post. I've revised, does that count? No.
So yesterday was my big outing. Swansea, woo. Anyway, basically we went to see a film, and go to Nando's. Which we did, but my money hadn't cleared through to my bank, and I only had about £15. So I am going to pay Matt back ASAP.

I just remembered why I began telling you guys about the film. It was set in 2001, and ended on September 11. (Hopefully I haven't given too much away). And I had a dream then that I was in that disaster, and I don't remember if I died, but I remember running down about eighty flights of stairs because I had a 'bad feeling' and no one would believe me. I think I just got out of the door just in time, then I woke up. At 04:24am. I don't like being the only one awake in the house. It scares me slightly. So I got my iPod and watched the end of Mean Girls until about 5, and I woke up at half 10. It's not a bad life, really, is it?

Anyways, I'd better let you get on with your life.

With love from an awakened

Tallulah

xxxxx

Y'know that feeling...?

2010-04-07T11:57:00.000+01:00

Y'know that feeling when you ought to be doing something else? I have that right now.
I really ought to be revising (which I will, in a minute, after I've finished writing this. It's only watching a film anyways. What kind of revision is that?).
I have massive exams in... 41 days.
And I know NOTHING.

Easter.
How was your easter?
I went up to Surrey, to stay with some family friends, one of which my father has known since he was 12. They act like immature adolescents when they're together.
Okay, so we arrived last thursday, after my parents took me out of school at lunch time in order to go pack, to which I am very grateful ^.^
On Friday, we went to see the St Matthew's Passion by Bach. Well, it was alright, but sitting through three hours of singing German, isn't exactly my favourite past time in the world.
On Saturday, I met up with my oldest friend, Laura Cariad (whom I have known since I was like, 1?), and we went up to Town. I bought an absolutly GEORGOUS dress from Topshop. I am absolutly in love with it. We bought eachother easter eggs from Thorntons, and had our names put on them, and then went to Hyde Park to sit and eat them. There was a squirrel there, which sniffed my finger and attempted to steal my easter egg :(
On sunday, we all exchanged easter eggs, and basically chillaxed for most of the day. I did an hour and 10 minutes on the Nintendo Wii, and I have managed to pull muscles in my arms, back, legs and neck. Execise and me don't go very well.
We travelled home on Monday.
And on Tuesday (yesterday) I spent most of my day with my Darling Matthew :)
It was most fun :):)

And now it's Wednesday, and I really ought to go watch that welsh film.

Love from a tired and procrastinating

Tallulah

xxxxx

Well, this was an interesting week.

2010-03-28T16:28:00.001+01:00

Monday: I accidently told someone I wanted to sleep with them. And I left my oboe on the bus. My father and I chased the bus to the other side of Carmarthen.
Tuesday: I suggested that all chavs should be sent to the moon.
Wednesday: Slight drama with music. Lost my temper, stormed out, and parents visited.
Thursday: Stayed at Rhiannon's house.
Friday: Went to Band Camp 2k10.
Saturday: Was soken up with a bang. Literally. GIANT 30FT FLAME ACROSS THE CAMPUS. Evacuated from our rooms, to go walk up a giant hill.
Sunday: Too tired to talk. Went home from Band Camp.

I was honestly planning to go into more detail, but, unfortunatly, I am waaaaaay too tired to even THINK. Sorry, guys.

But, Band Camp was AMAZING.

With lots of love from a very VERY VERY tired,

Tallulah

xxxxx

Sophus the Great

2010-03-24T21:18:00.000Z

Sophus the Great AKA Williams AKA Thof AKA Sophie (but no one calls her that)

Sophus, is, frankly, amazing.
She is wonderful, and beautiful and shmexxii :D
She has always been there, specially at 4 in the morning when I needed her most :)
And I am currently missing her amazing self because SHE ISNT IN SCHOOL.
We are soon to be celebrating out 2 year anniversary in September. Not the anniversary of when we met, but the anniversary of our conversation on MYSPACE. It is bloosy amazing, even if I do say so myself.
Thof+Haz even have our own song, it is called 'My Life Would Suck Without You' by Kelly Clarkson.
There aren't many other people I would dance to N-Dubz with, do the Chandler Dance at a Paramore gig, and Silly Walk off a train into Cardiff. Frankly, we are IMMENSE.

We even have a plan, despite the fact that we aren't going to be in the same COUNTY, let alone the same school when we're in Sixth Form. I will phone her from my bedroom on the morning on our first days of school. Not only that, we will be phoning eachother on out iPhones.
And we're going to spend 22nd of June together. Why is that date so important? I hear you ask. Well, that is the day that we BOTH finish our exams. I finish with my Drama exam in the morning, and Sophus finishes with Welsh in the afternoon. I will go round her house, bake a cake, play twister, watch Monty Python and Scrubs: The Musical.
And the next day, we'll go to 'Marthen, and put the '4 INCH HEEL PLAN' into action. I will not explain what that is.

And we both don't like someone. But thats besides the point.

I'm sure you have had a slight insight to Sophus the Great.
Isn't she beautiful?

Love from, a very tired and slightly cantakerous

Tallulah

xxxxx

I had a dream...

2010-03-20T09:14:00.000Z

I had a nightmare last night. It was scary stuff :(
Basically, what happened was, that me and Matt were taken to a juvenile court, and there was a windband playing while people read out their statements. After I had to read out my statement, I was made to play the TRUMPET while Matt read out his statement. I DON'T EVEN PLAY THE TRUMPET. You trying sightreading jazz music on an instrument you don't even play.
Horrible. Horrible. HORRIBLE.

But then I woke up, so it's okay. I didn't REALLY go to juvenile court.

How did I get to juvenile court in the first place? I hear you cry.
Well, I was having a Subway. That was all I was doing.
And then SOMEONE ELSE went and attacked someone, we got the blame. It wasn't cool.

I'm doing music coursework for most of today. Woo. Because my music teachers are rubbish. Grrr. Don't get me started on them.

Anyways, I'd best be off, I'm watching Hollyoaks on 4OD, but it's crashed, so I'm waiting for it to uncrash.

Love, a very freaked out

Tallulah

xxxxx

blogblogblog

2010-03-17T21:39:00.002Z

You know that sudden rush just to write something? Yeah?
I just got that.

I don't know why, or how? But it just happened.

Everything is fine, back at home, just a little missunderstanding. Although I didn't get to see my Matt :(

I'm feeling like a geek, atm. I have new glasses, and I can't work out if they suit me, or if the are too big for my face, like SOMEONE I know. Not mentioning any names.
But you know when you buy a new skirt, and it looks okay in the shop, but you're not really sure, so you buy it anyway? That's how I feel about my glasses.

I had such a rebelious day today. I didn't go to any lessons. I mitched maths to go to the Eisteddfod, up in Pontyberem. And we played our piece, and we played well, unfortunatly. (I don't want to go to the next round, because it's slapbang in the middle of my GCSEs.) I then caught the bus to Carmarthen. Had a Subway, picked up my glasses, went to Boots, met my Dad, caught the bus home, walked 1.5 miles, revised, walked 1.5 miles, brownies, got cramp in my leg, revised, food, blog. That is basically what happened.

My glasses make my eyes tired, my eyes are tired when I don't wear them. It is a clearly lose-lose situation.

I have found a new love for Regina Spektor. I downlaoded her album, thinking it was gonna be so-so, but I listened to it while walking my 1.5 miles, and it is suprisingly amazing. I loooove it.

And I lost my Bonjella.

Sorry, everyone, this was a rather stupid post. But, as I said before, I needed to write. Not that I succeeded very well, it's probably a load of random garbled gobbledygook. Sorry.

Love from, a tired and geeky

Tallulah

xxxxx

I am not the only one to blame for this stoney silence in the house.

2010-03-15T18:20:00.000Z

I'm not talking to my parents.
Because I can't go to Matt's house tomorrow because I 'have to revise'.
I'm so angry, right now, seriously.
I actually feel like I hate them? I know that isn't a nice thing to say, but why is it so bad to want to see one's boyfriend a little more than once a week.
They're so bloody strict, it is ridiculous.

I know I over-reacted, but so did they. I am not the only one to blame for this stoney silence in the house. Got it?

On the brighter side, I did recieve my Glee: Volume 2 CD through the post today, after I pre-ordered it, like a proper Gleek. Shut up, you lot are only jealous.
Plus, I had my GCSE music prac today. I hope that went well. It was really relaxed, and I didn't shake, which is always good. Basically, I need a B in music.

'The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them'. ~Stephen King

Isn't that beautiful? Anyways, best be off. I need to revise. Grr.

Love from, a VERY pissed off,

Tallulah

xxxxx

6 Months

2010-03-14T11:54:00.000Z

Half a year. 177 days.

Me and Matthew have officially been together for 6 months now.
It feels just like yesterday I was writing about our 5 months.

I had the most wonderful day. I went on the bus, met the wonderful Thane, and went to Time Coffee Bar to do some drama. Owain (Thanes boyfriend) joined us. I felt slightly like a third wheel, as Matt was doing work and stuff at home.
So anyways, we did some of that, Matt arrived, and everything was Hunky-Dory.
Matt and I went for a walk down by the river, that was full of laughs, as it was incredibly muddy and I was wearing my high heeled boots, but I think I did alright.
We then went to Matts house for a bit, while he got changed into his posh clothes. And I met his dad, who is very nice, and who has given me permission to kick Matt because 'he is a little git' (Matt's dad's words, not mine).
Anyways, I then had to go food shopping for my mother. After a 5 o'clock lunch from Subway, of course.
We caught the bus home, and I saw ELLIE, whom I haven't seen in an absolute AGE.
When we got back to my house, I got changed into my posh clothes, and straightened both mine and Matt's hair. I must admit, his hair looks incredibly sexy when it's straightened.
We had a bacon butty for a quick snack.
And got ready to go out to a dance band do. My dad is in the band, you see.
I had to sell some raffle tickets, and then draw them.
I didn't realise how revealing my top was, as it kept falling down.
I wore 4 inch heels. Never again.
I also managed to get Matt to dance.
Everyone now knows me by the name of Tallulah.
I don't know why.

But, I must admit, last night, was a good one.

Love from, a very tired, and blissful,

Tallulah

xxxxx

4

2010-03-12T17:28:00.007Z

FOUR

Okay, it all started at around 11 o'clock last night.

I hung up the phone, and settled down to sleep. Except my brain decided that I was not going to achieve any sleep. At all. My nose decided to be blocked, so I couldn't breathe with only two pillows, so I went upstairs to get more. I had FOUR pillows. That kinda worked, but I had a bad neck.
FOUR hours later, I eventually drifted off into a light dozey type sleep.
FOUR hours later, I woke up.

After a long debate with my mother, I decided to go to school for one reason only. In order to see my darling boyfriend afterwards, as I knew that if I stayed home, Matt wouldn't be able to come round. I also needed to go to the optitians today, so my mother allowed me to miss games in order to go.

So if one were to add up all the hours I had of lessons today, it would equal to FOUR.

When I went to optitians, I found FOUR pairs of glasses that I liked, so I had to decide between them. It was a difficult desicion.

There were also smaller circumstances, such as we needed FOUR test tubes for our experiment in chemistry, and that I managed to recieve texts from FOUR different people today.

And, I am in a currently foul mood, because Matt isn't coming tonight. So I could have stayed home today, and saved myself the tediousness of school.

But, anyway, back to the amount of FOUR's appearing in my life today. A coincidence, I think not.

Love, a very tired, and foul tempered Haz xxxxx

Loner?

2010-03-10T19:47:00.000Z

Hello.
I realised something a few weeks ago, but it has become more apparent in the last few days.

I have realised that I am a loner in school. At lunchtimes, especially.

You see, I am not part of a fixed group of friends, I flit between 4/5 groups of people, but I wouldn't necessarily call them close friends?
I spoke to my darling boyfriend about my lonerness, he said, very sweetly, 'You'll always have me'. It's a shame he's not in the same damn school as I.
Ah well. I noticed yesterday that there isn't much point to attempt to fit in anymore. I only have about six weeks left in school, and then I'm off, OFF TO BOARDING SCHOOL.

However, I also reached the conclusion that I will become one of those people who either lives in the music room and practice all lunch time, or that I will be one of those kids who spend all their free time in the library, revising.

I'm not saying that I don't have any friends, I'm just saying that I haven't got any close ones that I can tell everything to. Especially as one of whom I thought I could, said that she hated me. Hmmph.

Love from, a very lonery, Haz xxxxx

P.S. If you are from my school, I am not saying that I don't have any any friends, and I am not having a go at everyone, I am merely stating, that I do not have a close friend. Got it? Cool :)

The Wonders of Thane.

2010-03-02T18:05:00.003Z

Thane.

Is beautiful.

Everyone loves a bit of Thane.

Basically, Thane, is sex. If sex were a person, it would be Thane.

Thane also enjoys to sing. A variety of different of songs, actually.

She also enjoys playing games on peoples phones.

However, I do think the highlight of the Thane is, that she enjoys sex. Very much.

I am sorry that I keep bringing sex into this, but it is very difficult to think of Thane, and not think of sex. Believe me.

She has a hole. I enjoy to finger that hole. And so does many other people.

Not many people have a hole quite like this one. Thane's hole was cut because so many people had fingered it.

Thane is also one of those people who have to tell you their urges of violence. She often says to me 'I really wanted to smash your head against the table'. It is sometimes quite unerving.

Everyone loves Thane. She is simply the best, and I owe one of my nine to her.

Here is a picture for you all to enjoy :)

Love, Haz xxxxx

Oh, and GAAAAY

Dydd Gwyl Dewi

2010-03-01T17:40:00.001Z

Afternoon :)
Happy St David's Day.
Meh. A celebration in Wales.

Anywhoo. Today, was a very special day. On MANY levels.
Three reasons why today was special: (in descending order)
3. Today, was the day that I was hoping to finally hand in my music coursework (composition number 1). So I was there ready with my memory stick, only to find out that none of the computers were working. So I sat there for half an hour, talking, and then 'wrote my brief' (in other words, talk) for the other half an hour.
2. Like I mentioned on Saturday, today was the day with a two hour rehearsal. I got shouted at. And then I had a laugh with the others, e.g. Thane (we were mouthing 'GAY' at eachother). So therefore the VERY grumpy Mr Roberts, or now known as Rr Moberts, went and dobbed on me to Conway, our Head of Music, who have me a very stern talking to. During which, my friend Iori kept making me laugh while I was having this talk. Apparently, I do not take the orchestra seriously. Thats only because I have something called a Sense of Humor, which is something they are lacking. Grr.

And FINALLY:

1. WE HAVE A SMART CAR. My friend Emily named it Ermintrude. And you can see her to the right <3
Isn't she amazing?
It has the most wonderfully amazing entertainment system. Seriously, bass? AMAZING. It's like, 'boom. boom. boom' if you get me?

Anyways, that was my day, other things happened, but they are not important.

I hope all you peeps had a good day too. Love from, a very excited, Haz xxxxx

My Worst Nightmare?!

2010-02-27T10:03:00.000Z

Okay, so Matt has decided to create my worst nightmare, which is made up of all my fears etc. Wanna know what it is?
Yeah?
Well, here goes.
I'm going to be trapped in a small dark room, which has no doors or windows, so there is no light in the room whatsoever. Then there is going to be a giant spider made up of millions of teeny tiny little spiders, that are all playing the violin at the standard of Third Violin in intermediate strings. In order to get out of this death room, I would have to draw what I see infront of me WELL, and then try and work out what the violins are playing. Ergh. No thanks.

The population ought to be proud of me. I have watched LIVE TV everyday since Tuesday, and I have had an apple everyday since Monday. Yes. LIVE TV. I found a TV in a room upstairs, and I've watched it everynight at nine. It's actually pretty cool. And as for my apple, you know what they say 'An Apple A Day Keeps The Doctor Away'.

Nothing has happened much since my last post, which was on monday, I think...
I'm off to a party this afternoon. It's my friend's dad's 50th. Could be interesting. And then I have a load of homework to look forward to on Sunday. Fun times, eh?

You know what's really sad? Matt came over yesterday, and y'know, we were sitting on my bed, I had my laptop on my lap, and I logged into MSN, and then automatically checked to see if Matt was online.
I do apologize. This blog is a bit boring. Sorry.

I HAVE PHOTOSHOP!!
Because I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world ever, he's given me photoshop, through clever technologies (i.e. a memory stick). I still don't know how to use photoshop, so if anyone does, could you like, give me a few tips please? Cause, all I've managed to do is make my friends nose look bigger, and then I undid it again. Gah. It's so confusing.

Remember how I wrote in my last post that I don't like the school orchestra? Yeah? Well, I have a two hour rehearsal to look forward to on Monday, which isn't fair, because I don't actually want to miss any lessons, as the GCSEs are around the corner. This should be fun.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, this is going to be my last official weekend of freedom until the 22nd of June. I'm beginning to revise on Monday. Hmm. Get ready for alot of angry blogs about how I want to drop out of school and spend my life as a failed musician.

I should let you get on with your life now. From, a tired Haz xxxxx

Don't you hate it when...

2010-02-22T19:09:00.000Z

Okay. Half term is over. Don't you HATE the first day back to school after half term. In my opinion, it has got to be one of the most depressing things in the world.
Especially after a half term like mine.
I spent the holidays doing a big fat NOTHING. No, seriously. Looking back, I don't actually remember what I did. I know I went to town like, three times, and I went to an orchestra rehearsal, but that seems like it.
I do seem to be missing one thing out though, I spent three days writing about 5,000 words on Tesco. The last 2,000 were written yesterday. All my coursework is now handed in. And I am awaiting the second drafts now. I really don't like second drafts.

Anyways, my day in school was spent with mostly frees. These were my subjects: Drama, Business, Welsh bac, Chemistry, and Welsh.
Okay, Drama. Thane and I are working together for our scripted coursework, and we are doing a section from a piece called 'The Breath of Life'. It is about two people in their mid to late 60s. One of which was married (Frances, who is being played by Thane), and her husband has run away to Seattle. The other character is France's husband's mistress (played by me). I don't particularly like the script, but Miss Rim seems to think that it suits Thane and I. Grr. I now have to write a load of guff about it during the whole rehearsal process. Okay, so in the lesson, we had to cut down our section to about 10-15 minutes. Which was difficult enough, but as we had 20 minutes left of the lesson before the bell rang, we went to type it up. Rim wanted the finished script in by the end of the day. So there went my break and lunch time.
Business, I completed and handed in my business coursework. All 8,961 words of it. Glad to see the back of that, (for now).
Welsh bac is just considered a huge free. I printed off and handed in my (very overdue) English coursework on comparing a poem by Millay and another by Marvell. Which I finished in September. Oops. Anyways, I was also glad to see the back of that. I went back to Welsh Bac, and listened to my iPod for the 45 minutes of the remaining lesson. I am absolutely in love with the Pocahontas soundtrack. Go listen to it. It is absolutely fantastic. If the soundtrack was a person, I would marry it. But it may have something to do with the fact that it is probably one of my all-time favourite films, up with Harry Potter.
Chemistry. Well. I don't know what he's going on about most of the time. We learned AS level stuff, I mean, what is the point of that?!
Welsh. Ha. We watched a welsh film full of Gog-people. That was a load of fun. Not.
I forgot about orchestra this morning. I wanted to get my new reedknife out of my case and chisel a smile onto the conductor's face. He's such a pillock, seriously. I don't think he believes in a proper orchestral formation. Grr. And he is probably the most miserable person in the school. Grr. And we're not even playing anything particular decent! We're playing an arrangement of some random film that Mr R has arranged himself, it's not that bad. But I would rather play a movement from a symphony or something. It's not as if we're lacking in decent players, is it? We have:

2 Grade 8 Pianists
1 Grade 8 Violinist
1 Grade 7 Violinist
1 Grade 6 Violinist
2/3 Grade 8 Flautists.
2 Grade 8 Clarinetists.
1 Grade 8 Oboist
2 Grade 8 Trumpets.
A pretty decent bass guitarist.
1 Grade 8 Percussionist.
1 Grade 6/7 Percussionist.

All the others are random violinists and saxophonists. See? We could handle a symphony.

I shall let you get on with your lives in peace now. Love, quite a calm and relaxed Haz xxxxx

LANDAN

2010-02-17T12:02:00.000Z

Okay, so this morning, I was woken up at 6 AM to go to London.
Why did we need to go to London?
My oboe was broken :(

So. My very kind father woke me up at 6. I was ready by half 6. So I just randomly but a load of stuff in a bag just incase I got bored on the train. So we left the house at 7. In the morning. HOWEVER, first stop, was MCDONALDS for breakfast! My usual, bacon and egg McMuffin, and a hashbrown (+1 other hashbrown, because dad doesn't like them). Unhealthy meal no.1.
So we then set off again for the 2 and a half drive to Maidenhead, only stopping once in Reading to pee.
So we arrived in Maidenhead, to go to Dawkes Music LTD to get dad's clarinet checked over. He was convinced it wasn't working properly, the Dawkes people told him that it was his fault. So while that was all going on, I decided to have a look around the shop, y'know, just to nose about. I saw a Yamaha Proffesional Oboe. That is surely VERY contadictory in terms. I almost puked in my mouth. Bleurgh.
So then the next palava of the day was trying to get to Slough train station. We followed our dear friend, SatNav to the MOTORWAY. We didn't want the motorway. So after about half an hour, we found Maidenhead train station. So we got on the train and all was dandy.

LONDON.
I was FINALLY in LONDON. We went to catch the Bakerloo line, but NO. That was closed from Paddington station. So we had to catch the City line to Edgware(?) Road, and then swap to Bakerloo. I got out at Bakers Street, and almost wet myself with excitment of being so close to my favourite shop. I practically ran across the street to get to Chiltern Street, and skipped up there to HOWARTH. We rang the doorbell, and they buzzed us in. So I was in HOWARTH. I took my oboe up to the desk, and said 'My left hand Eb key isn't working', the guy took one look at it, and said, 'aah yes, it's siezed up, I'll take it to get fixed now'. It was done in FIFTEEN minutes. I took my oboe and had a quick play on it, and it was all working lovely. I also bought a reed knife to alter my reeds with.
So we were DONE. Of course, my father and I had to go to our favourite greasy spoon cafe. I had egg, bacon and chips for lunch. (Second unhealthy meal of the day).
We decided to go to the Apple shop in Regents Street. I want to live there. I also wanted to leave the premises with an iPhone, but I did not have the sufficient funds. Dad bought a lead for the iPod Touch/TV. I played a racing game on a Mac, and I was given tips on how to play by a seven year old.
I then dragged my father to the giant HMV in Oxford Street. I looked around for ages, before I saw a CD which I couldn't find anywhere: Chew Lips - Unicorn ^.^ I bought it, and I also had to practically fight myself from buying anything else. It was difficult. My dad bought a boxset of three Jazz CDs.
After that, we went back to Paddington, however, I refused to leave without my Millie's Cookies. We then ran for a train, that we missed. Luckliy, we only had to wait about five minutes for another one. This train, had drips. The first one was behind us, but it then MOVED, so the drip was dripping on me. I wasn't happy.
We got back to Maidenhead all in one piece, to begin the non-stop three hour drive back home.

Valentines Day :)

2010-02-14T21:35:00.002Z

Happy Valentines Day.

I thoroughly enjoyed mine. It was quite eventful. It started with me having to go to an oboe lesson all the way in Haverforwest. It was suprisingly enjoyable, because I quickly went over my GCSE prac piece, which is 'Gabriel's Oboe' the main theme from the film 'The Mission'. I have never seen that film in my life, ever. I then attempted to play the second and third movements from the 'Sonata for Oboe and Piano'. They are just plain nasty. The first movement is EASY. That was one of the pieces I played in my audition for Monmouth. Youtube it. I love the first movement. In the final part of the lesson, I played the first and second movements of Marcello's Concerto for Oboe in D Minor. I absolutly adore that movement. If it was a person, I would marry it <3

So that was my lesson.

I didn't have breakfast this morning, so I had brunch in McDonalds. Nom. Very healthy xD

I then tidied my absolute TIP of a room. Seriously, one couldn't see the floor. It was THAT BAD. And I tidied my desk. I can see my desk now. So I did all that, and got myself all ready for Matt :)

He was 13 minutes late.

But never fear, he appeared, while I was busy texting either Owain or Rosie, and MSNing Nia. I felt SO popular.

So, Matt came round. It was fun. We like, pissed around for the first hour or so. And exchanged prezzies. I had bought him an absolulty gorgeous watch, which I was quite pleased about, as his watch snapped off while we were in Orchestra. So I thought my present was quite intuitve. He bought me the most beautiful necklace I have probably ever seen. It's a silver heart shape, with diamonds encrusted in it. (I'm not sure if the diamonds are real or not... :S), aaaah well, matter not. xD He also got me a cuddly toy, which is a kind of in joke between us. Ima sleep with it tonight. I'm soppy like that :)

We then decided to go out for a walk. We went along the footpath that leads behind my house. I had never completed the foothpath before, so we had another Adventure. It started to rain, but we were like 'Meh', because it wasn't raining that hard. However, when I got back to the house, the ground was REALLY wet because of the rain. We were barely 200 metres away, neither Matt nor I got even a little bit soggy. This paragraph could sound rather wrong, to some people.

We got in, and decided to watch a film, 'How to Lose Friends and Alienate People'. It was a good film, although I got confused towards the middle/end. But it really isn't difficult to make me confuzzled-ed-ed.

By that time, it was pretty much time for Matt to go home, because his father wanted him home at around 7ish. Which is fair enough.

In the above description, I have left out some important details of my fabulously unforgettable Valentines Day with Matthew:

He chucked my sim card onto the floor. I have only just found it.
Everywhere I look, I can see unpopped popcorn (we had a little war, I say 'we', I mean, 'Matt throwing them at me.
He facebook-raped me. He told the world I was gay. I had to go and correct it.
And finally, we danced, like the old-fashion slow dance. We were just going round in circles, and as neither of us can dance, and we're both equally as clumsy as eachother, I think it was probably for the best. I liked it alot though :) (Matt, if you're reading this, I would like to do it again)

So there is my day. My very special Valentines day. And my best yet. I do love you Matthew ♥

A very loved up Haz xxxxxxx

P.S. My parents are watching the X-Men. And my dad has found a new love for Michael Buble. Uncool.

5 months ^.^

2010-02-13T18:57:00.000Z

Hello :) Today, the 13th of Feburary was mine and Matt's official 5 month anniversary. I know it's soppy, but shut up, I'm happy :D
Anyways, I went to town with my Matt. It was very nice and enjoyable, on the whole. We went for a walk, like, in a part of town I didn't know, that was fun. We called it our Adventure. I do love him so :)

I bought a new phone today, only £30 (+£20 top-up). It's a dinky little thing. It's a Sony Ericsson W205. It's taking a while to get used to, because my old phone, the LG Cookie, was a touchscreen. Anyways, they've gone and moved the 'Space' button from the '#' key, to the '0' key. WHO DOES THAT. So there was quite a bit of swearing when I was trying to text my parents.

I checked my email today. I have recieved a £50 AMAZON VOUCHER from one of my dad's best friends, for getting into Monmouth. This means books. And music. Lots of. I even made myself my own Amazon account, so that my father wouldn't take it. Also, I got £25 from my grandma :D

Ooooh. The post arrived this morning. I revieved my Three Counties Orchestra audition result. I didn't get it. I got reserve. But, Meh. I HAVE A SCHOLARSHIP. Matt got in, he plays the double bass, you see. Which he made me carry from one end of his GIANT school to the other. It's rather awkward to carry a double bass. 'Specially when one is my height. (5'3, I'm short).
I think that is all the news at the moment.
Have a happy Valentines, I know I will xD
Haz <3 xxxxx

Monmouth

2010-02-11T14:20:00.001Z

I got in. Full music scholarship.

I is ill.

2010-02-11T11:46:00.000Z

I'm ill. I have a head ache and a tummy ache :(

I was meant to give my history coursework in to my teach today, which is why I'm slightly annoyed at being ill and off school. However, I do have Radio 1 to keep my company, and I am also updating my music. Which is cool.

Gah. This is going to be a total FAILblog. And I am not copying anything, I'm just saying that this blog is probably going to be a fail. Yes, I get told everyday by my very loving boyfriend, that I fail. And that I should meet Clever one day. I WILL WIN ONE DAY.

What to write... what to write...

I guess I could start using this as a type of free writing.. What is free writing, I hear you exclaim. Well, free writing is when you just write, without thinking about it. You get me? I've only ever done it properly once, and that was because I was made to, by my amazing English teacher. I started to talk about music. That was it. Music. My neck hurts. I am currently sitting at a very awkward angle. I'm in bed, right, with my legs crossed, and i'm kindof sitting on my pillow, but i'm not really, as the cat is on one of my pillows. I know, I know, it's not very hygenic, but hey, what can I say? I'm a crazy cat lady. That is what I am destined to be. I am going to die alone, with a load of cats. Anyways, my bad neck, I'm sitting up against my head board, so that bone that sticks out at the bottom of one's neck is pressed against the head board. And my head is pointed forward, so it's beginning to hurt.

I don't like being ill.

My life is boring. I am bored, that is why I am starting this. Although there was alot of controversy (sp?) to do with blogs recently in my school, I'm not going to go into details, because, to be honest, there is no point whatsoever. It was a load of pointless shit which last a day. It was all pathetic, in my opinion.

You know whats really annoying? (I'd better warn you now, I get annoyed at alot of things), anyways, you know what's really annoying? When people spell the word 'you' like 'yhoo'. That is POINTLESS. Y-O-U was probably one of the first words one learns to spell, so why spell it Y-H-O-O? There is honestly, no point, whatsoever. I mean, shortening 'You' down to 'U', I can understand, however 'Yhoo' is longer than the orginal word. So if any of you people out there would kindly tell me why this is.

My Kesha album just finished downloading. I'm going to stop now. Because there could be the danger of having TOO much music. Although I am going to attempt to drag Matt into HMV on saturday. I do love having new music :D

I'm hungry, but I'm not.

I am also waiting for the post. I am awaiting a very important letter, you see. This letter is my future. Would you like me to explain? I sat an interview with the headmistress of Haberdasher's Monmouth School for Girls. I also had an audition for a music scholarship, on my oboe. I have always wanted to go to the school, if not, it's off to QE High.

Do you see how completely boring this blog is going to be?

Anywhoo.. kindest regards, Haz xxxxx