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Mornings,

Clearing, I've been having a very productive day...

54 metres, my record on qwop!!! Damn hurdle tripped me up.

For now,

Ankh

First follower

Mornings,

I came onto my blog this morning like usual to check on Cyril and just look at my page views and I found I had a follower! After getting far to excited, I clicked to see who it was... then I got an error message, the computer restarted itself and finally, drum roll please... it was a Tory. Who incidentally is the original inspiration for the first politics dragon.

Apart from the I don't really have any news, except I've started naming my Sopio cards; The man with the giant head is called Dara. Brownie points if you understand that. Talking about Sopio, while hidding in a bathroom at a friends house for another friend how was coming round for a suprice birthday party, we played Sopio... and Symone was playing from in the bath, because she's ... cool?

NB, lolwihad means laughing out loud, wishing I had a dragon. lolwihad.

For now,

Ankh.

Week six

Mornings,

It's been a good week, I can tell from the four empty packets of skittles in my bag. Really like the watermelon ones from the core change-y ones. I've also almost finished my UCAS application, hopefully I will be able to get it done by the end of next week.

In other news, I've send out the invites to my 18th birthday party, in Jan, YAY... but long time away, so no yay. Should be good, except Dad wants to make a speech... and is now telling me that I also need to make a speech. I didn't sign up for making a speech.

Talking about skittles, I want more skittles... anyway. Moving away from skittles, I drew three more politics dragons today, each on a topic that has been covered in politics lessons; Tory, Liberal and Ecology dragons. They'll hopefully (if the scanner works) be loaded up to dA within a few days.

I've also managed this week to write some more of my novel called the Chronicals of Hezjena and bugged most of mu friends to proof read the latest part/chapter/bit/thing. Which is brillaint, and I'm using all the insults that I've built up but couldn't actally use against the fool, so yay.

Other than that I've been watching Stargate again, SG1... not as good as Atlantis. I've seen every episode of Atlantis, but I tend to get bored of SG1. Don't know why.

My friend has just started a blog, so I'll include a link at the bottom of the page, when I get round to it.

For now,

Ankh.

Week five

Mornings,

Well this week I've tried fish fingers and custard. Yay, it actually wasn't too bad, but no one wanted the remaining custard after we'd dunked fish fingers in it... Oh well.  I had a dream last night that my old English teacher was shouting at me because I didn't know how to use the word count feature on word... which is weird because I do know how to use word count and I doubt she'd start shouting at me in the Library.

I went to the Birmingham Uni open day this week, and it was alright. It remains in its previous spot as third choice. On the way home the sat nav was playing up, apparently there is a KFC, in the middle of a field near Corby...? Oh, and I got a free bag from the uni, but it says university of Birmingham on it... it smells funny.

I tested out my costume for Professor Trelawney, because I'm going to a Harry-Potter-marathon-watching-spree-movie-day-thing. It looks good, except I don't have the glasses, so I drew a pair on in eyeliner. It looked good until I tried to take it off and looked like I hadn't slept all week.

And, I've also managed to almost complete my Unova region pokedex on White, except I need to exchange a Rufflet for a Vullaby. Anyone want to trade?

For now,

Ankh

A theory of the doctors name

Mornings,

I have a theory. That might not actually work out because I haven't worked it through yet. But for this theory to work all TV shows are actually about the same reality, eg, Torchwood and the rifts are actually the same as the anomalies in Primeval.

Anyway. In Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, the computer Deep Thought was programmed by the hyper intelligent pan dimensional beings to create the ultimate answer to the ultimate question of life the universe and everything. And after however many millions of year, or seven and half million, the answer was fourtytwo.

Now, although Deep Thought created another computer to work out the question of life the universe and everything; and Arthur Dent, by the very scientific way of picking Scrabble pieces came out with the question being what is six times nine... the uncertainty principle rules out that 54 could be the answer.

Therefore if all TV shows are some kind of glimpse into some kind of parallel world, that is secretly influences all writers... then the ultimate question, the question hidden in plain sight, the question that must be met with silence, could therefore by the uncertainty principle be, fourtytwo. And therefore the Doctor's name is fourtytwo.

Or I could just have an overactive imagination.

Enjoy.

For now,

Ankh.

Uncertainty principle, if the question and answer are ever both known in the same universe, then the universe will be destroyed an replaced by something even more bizarre.

Week four

Mornings,

This week seems to have gone so quickly. I'm sitting here again with another bag of skittles, wondering what the heck do I write about. There isn't too much to update from my last writtings... Oh I've been getting very into sims social on facebook. And I've also learned that facebook doesn't have any quarms about incest; one of my friends who is my sister on facebook, also married me on facebook... and facebook is fine with this?!?!?!?!?

I'm really annoyed because I can't find my chicago DVD and its annoying because I don't remember lending it to anyone so I must be in one of the bookcases... but it isn't.

 

I pretty much summed up my week in comments from a friend. Unless you'd like to know mum got me a load of yellow self sticking notes, which I am in love with and trying to contain the urge to lable everything in my room. Give me til the end of the week.

I'm going to another open day this Thusday, not that exciting and I'm missing three hours of lessons I'll have to catch up, joy. Not that I mind overly, because I do need a backup option... but I just can't be bothered to get up early again, not when I know where I want to go.

Oh, I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow, and hopefully will be getting some photos this Wed, so might have a half decent one to post up.

For now,
Ankh.

Comments from a friend

Morning,

A friend, who has been reading my blog, told me today I was being too depressing. So, I've decided no more of that, never on my blog again.

I also had a revelation today. Dear Fool, I believe I won.

In dragon related new, we had a big draw at school, and of course I drew a politics dragon. It's now proudly displayed next to Fred the Stegosaurus and the unnamed Narwhal, at the top of the stairs between the two art room. Makes me smile every time I walk down that corridor. Which is handy because I practically live down that corridor now. It was depressing today, having general studies not down the corridor. Actually had to walk over to the other side of the school.

I've started revising European history, because I'm doing a retake in Jan and realised I'm actually going to have to learn everything again... strange all I can remember is how much I hate them all. The Catholics annoy me, Luther annoys me, Zwingly annoys me, Calvin annoys me, the Jesuits annoy me, Erasmus is alright though because his real name was Gerrit Gerritzoon. And that is epic. Dear Catholic Chruch, why isn't there more dragons?

For now,

Ankh