Blogs.

Right, this is for Benjamin, a weird friend of mine.

http://aleapintonothing.blogspot.co.uk/

He has been writing a blog for much longer than we have and has a more unique view on the world.

There is a competition on his blog at the moment, ending on the 5th of September I believe. The challenge is to write a short story and he will post the best one. I'd look at his past posts for details.

http://yourestandingonmyscarf.blogspot.co.uk/

This is his Doctor Who reviews blog where, if you are a true Whovian, you will understand and appreciate his scrawlings.

Please read and follow both of his blogs and ours as well.

Alton Towers.

I felt that I should perhaps write about my Alton Towers experience, seeing as no one else can be bothered to.

Just over a week ago a group of around fourteen of us went on a trip to Alton Towers. We hired a mini bus out for the journey both there & back & it was a proper laugh. Some of the stories told on the journey home are ones that I won't be forgetting for a long, long time.

Once at Alton Towers, we split into smaller groups. In my group there was myself, Tessa, Tom & Leah. Firstly, we went on ''The Smiler''. The queue was unreal & it took over an hour just to get on the ride, but I can honestly say that it was worth the wait. It was literally one of the best experiences. Leah's reaction once the rollercoaster had stopped was priceless!

After going on ''The Smiler'', we proceeded to queue for ''Oblivion'' & let me tell you, the queue was horrendous. These beastly children kept trying to push in front of us all the time. They reminded Tessa of ''Lord Of The Flies'' too, so we decided to start saying the pig chant.

Later on, we went on ''The Flume''. It was great & the picture we had taken was absolutely hilarious. The only downside was that in front of us in the queue there was a lesbian couple who were all over each other. To make things worse, one had dreadlocks & decided that it was really sensible to wear an extremely short dress with no underwear. It was nasty. Very, very nasty.

Our little group arrived back at the mini bus at around 5:15. We were the first to arrive back & were wondering where the others had got to. At 5:30 the others still weren't back & the mini bus driver threatened to leave without them if we couldn't get in touch with them & tell them to run back. After getting in touch, part of the group arrived back after running through Alton Towers, but some of the others decided it would be a great idea to get on the ride they were queuing for and get us into even more trouble with the mini bus driver.

Bar the downfalls, it was a great day & I can't wait to go back.

Life.

Since we're all year 11 and have technically finished Secondary School, you'd think we'd be out partying and living it large or whatever.

In reality, we're skint, bored and lazy!

Admittedly we've have some great days out, but for the main part we sit in the park and accidentally terrify passers-by. Our lives have come to revolve around our stomachs, resulting in many trips to Morrisons, most specifically the ice-cream/sweets aisle.

Some of us went to Alton Towers, but there hasn't been a post about that yet, surprisingly! ( hint, hint )

It's scary to think of the future, we have Results Day on the 22nd of August, which determines if we get into the places we want to go, on the courses we want to do, so that is an extremely pivotal moment in our young lives.

Following that, we're splitting up, provided we get the grades we need, part of the group are staying at the same school but a few of us have decided we want a change and are heading off to other schools around Sheffield. Not forgetting Ashleigh, whose moving half-way across the world!

From September it's going to be hard work and not much free time, so for the moment we're taking it easy and enjoying the long summer!

Cleethorpes -3.7.13.

Yesterday a big group of us went on a seaside day trip to Cleethorpes. It was an early start for us all, as we had to be on our designated buses at 7:30 so that we'd arrive at the train station on time. Once at the station, we went to the platform & had fun browsing through a newspaper & laughing at all the headlines for the latest Wimbledon news stories.


On the train we were rather disappointed. The man had assured us when we had reserved our tickets that we had table seats. These table seats turned out to be seats with fold down tables attached. It's needless to say that we weren't overly impressed.

After a moderately long journey by both train & coach we arrived at Cleethorpes. The weather was quite warm & dull at first, but soon brightened up later on in the day. Firstly, we stopped off at a local chip shop for a bite to eat & went to a cute looking park where we goofed around a little. 

Shortly after we went onto the sea front & stayed there for a number of hours, taking part in numerous activities. We dug massive holes, turned Leah into a mermaid & had running & wheelbarrow races on the sand. It was great fun.

 Turning Leah into a mermaid.

 Tessa, me & our G's.

 Leah the mermaid.

After staying on the beach for five hours or so we decided to hit the shops & go to the amusements. We frittered away many a 2 pence coin on numerous gambling games. Some of us even went on rides.

After a long day out in the fresh seaside air it was time to get on the coach & depart from Cleethorpes. It's safe to say that we all had an amazing day.

Busy, Busy Week.

On Monday, I went to volunteer at a food bank in the morning. I helped packing boxes that would then be delivered. In the afternoon I met with friends and had to label bracelets for a sale today. Around 4 o'clock I met with Ben, Laura and James we had hot chocolates and then played short tennis. Short tennis being tennis played kneeling down in James' back garden.

On Tuesday I went to the park with Beckie, Cam, Nathan, Tom, Leah, Tessa, Theo and Adam. We took photos and played with a frisbee.

Yesterday we went on a day trip to the beach at Cleethorpes. We went by train and coach because of the landslide. We had a great day, Beckie took lots of pictures and we had chips for lunch. James decided to dig a hole and we had fun racing up and down the beach. It may have been cloudy but it was still nice and warm.

Today I am painting my nails for prom tomorrow and later on selling bracelets I labelled on Monday.

Tomorrow is prom so I am getting my hair done at 3 o'clock and prom starts at 7. I am looking forward to taking lots of pictures there.

Overall this week has been very busy. I hope next week isn't as hectic as next week was!

A week from Leaving

So a week ago today I finally left Meadowhead, a place that for five years has been home to some of the best and worse times of my life. So now I have what seems to be an endless holiday in which I should probably be doing something useful with my time and have I? No, not at all.

So what did I do with my first day of freedom? Went back to school of course! I then went to the park, what a useful first day.

The next day was a slight improvement. Clara, Louise and I decided to test run the route to our new school. This resulted in a day of Clara and I completely losing it, making up a romcom about Louise and probably making her double think having to put up with us for the next two years. The school we're going to is in a posh area and so we're surrounded by private schools. Although Rachel had warned me of this the day before, I had not prepared myself properly. The first child I saw was about six and was wearing a tie, a shirt, a blazer, grey shorts and long socks! It is brilliant, I recon everyone should wear them, life would be a lot more entertaining (just picture it.) Our second encounter was from three people, who we thought were business workers in all black, skirts and blazers. But then we realised that there were a lot of people dressed like this, and having a second look at the boys tie, realised that this was their school uniform. Next years going to be fun I can safely say.

Thursday was probably the most productive day of all without it actually being useful to anyone at all. I spent the afternoon standing on my old primary school field, in the rain helping out at sports day. It was my job to hand out first, second and third place, a fairly simple and helpful job you may think. Well maybe if you are able to do it well. Unfortunately I couldn't, I'm pretty sure I handed it out wrong quite a few times-this was a bad thing for me to do, I mean, these kids might have lost out on stickers that were rightfully theirs! The egg and spoon race was the most traumatic as the kids seemed to get a bit excited towards the end and sort of threw their eggs over the line, resulting in disqualification. In one race first and second place went to the people who came last and second to last. One thing I did learn though, is that disqualifying a bunch of eight year olds is a lot of fun!
So that evening, James and I decided to go to the unit (for those of you who don't know what that is, it's basically scouts) as we later realised that the last time we'd been was four months ago, Valentines day in fact (there's no better way to spend Valentines day than eating garlic bread and sorting out your DofE route, obviously). So at the unit it was our task to put up the fences for Splashdown (if you don't know what that is I'm not going to bother explaining) so sure, this seems a useful task, well again, maybe if you actually succeed to do it. All we achieved from the evening was to turn one of the members into a superhero (mechanic boy) and give up building fences. I'm honestly surprised that there's been no story on the news about a fence squashing some little kid. I think the most useful thing to come out of the evening was to enlighten James of the new Bruno Mars song.

At the weekend we went away to Stratford and stayed on the campsite, where, upon our last visit, I was totally terrified. A man had started shouting at people to shut up calling people "snotty nosed northerners and threatening to slash people's tents. Even though we weren't speaking I couldn't help thinking, he's talking to me, I am northern after all. The next day we decided to be sophisticated and went to see Shakespeare by the Royal Shakespeare company. They had added music in so I was quite happy, if not slightly annoyed by the cast being so talented that they could act, sing and dance so well. I think this was probably the most useful thing I did this week.

The next two days I didn't really do anything, and thus concluded my highly unproductive week. To top it all off I seem to have failed to add a picture into this text. All well maybe I'll do better next week.

THE ZOMBIES ARE COMING!

So the past few days have been pretty odd to say the least.
Saturday was rather average until I attended an 18th birthday party, needless to say beverages of the alcoholic sort were served and me being a fool went ever so slightly extremely overboard. Anyway I remember saying some pretty idiosyncratic remarks but one particular one actually made sense, however I just struggled to put it into words, so here it is; 

Okay, it's nearly that time of year again when they tell us we have to change our clocks. Actually, to be clear, we change the time, not the clocks. I wish somebody had told me that last year. Would've saved me a couple trips to Ikea.

And in March, we move the time ahead one hour. Here's a short poem to help you remember: "Spring forward, fall back." Except when I fall, I usually fall forward. And if I ever spring, it's usually up. But that's my issue, not yours. Either way, we lose an hour.

Now if anyone knows why it's called Daylight Saving Time even though we lose an hour, please let me know. A better name would be Daylight Changing Time. Come to think of it, it's so weird that we can change the time, don't you think? I mean, don't clocks mean anything? What's to stop us from saying it's Thursday, even though it's clearly Monday? That would be terrible. Especially if I rented a movie from Netflix. I'd automatically be four days late!

And what about lunch? That's going to be a train wreck. Who's hungry at 11? Well, Me, I suppose so I'll have to eat breakfast an hour earlier. That's going to throw off my whole morning. Oh boy, I better go figure this out.

Anyway, aside from that Today was odd too, Haydn, Nathan and I had to go to school for an ever so slightly exceedingly pointless meeting, although we learnt how to play zombie dodgeball, which will be awesome for in the park. It's hard to explain, so I'll leave it here for now.