I'm In Jedward, Fuck You

I don't celebrate Thanksgiving, but I had an awesome day. It's actually pretty fun when everyone else is around you celebrating something and you're not. It's like you're in your own little world. I went for a walk. It's a spot by a river that I went to like every other day in summer, but I haven't been in months. It looks totally different of course, but still, very beautiful.



Today felt very autumnal. What's that you say? The internet's autumngasm happened in the middle of September? Oh, well I don't care. I tend not to get as deranged as some do about autumn(everyone's like "HALLOWEEN LEAVES HOODIES FOOTBALL THANKSGIVING BLAH BLAH BLAH' and I'm like "Jesus. Calm down.") but I've enjoyed autumn so far. Yeah. I fished out my camera the other day, and realised I haven't taken pictures in forever, and now I need to use up my yearly dose of folksy photos. Yay. Autumn's cool.



Also, like I said last time or the time before, my mother spent the week in England and she came back yesterday. Most people come back from England with t-shirts and teddy bears, all covered in union flafs. I got two NME's and a Pulled Apart By Horses CD. Had a rather lovely afternoon today delving into those. Everyone I know can't stand PABH, and admittedly the album is a bit all over the place, but, come on, High Dive Swan Dive Nose Dive? That's a fantastic song!



I've yet to see Harry Potter. There were some plans tossed around, but I'm gonna have to wait until Saturday. I might see it twice this weekend, who knows? I can't wait. Last weekend I saw our school play, Rent, and it was freakin brilliant. My Broadway knowledge is pathetically nothingy for a teenage girl, and the use of Angel as comic relief rather than a genuine person bothered me, but the songs were generally cool and our school's actors rocked. I'm seeing Brandon Flowers tomorrow, as mentioned I'm seeing HP, and maybe maybe maybe eating out or going to the mall. I looooove weekends. Especially long weekends. And it's my mom's birthday saturday.

NaNoWriMo is a pain but, yes, I am nearly there. I realised I'm just over half way through my story, though. But I'm going to count reaching 50K as a success anyway. Writing took three very distracted hours last night! Gosh! I don't have that kind of time today, though. By the way, I'm the only person in my study with homework. Everyone else has nice teachers. I have math notes to do, and then science notes, and a science review packet. Like, wow, not fair.

Oh yeah, pep rally on Wednesday. Not a hell of a lot to be said. Terms sch as 'Pep Rally' increase my general disdain for this country. There was a limbo contest and the competitors were basically all these really tall senior guys, and Kevin--'Minnie Allan'--who is in my study, and who I went for like a week thinking he was some sort of prodigy because he looks half his fourteen years. Everyone went crazy for him, and it was actually slightly cool. He should be our school mascot, as opposed to the guy in the eagle costume running around the gym.

I got a 102% on a math test. Highest grade in the class by a half percent, hell yes, I am pleased. Just had to say that. Meanwhile in science I'm bust not understanding magnets, and working on a research paper. I've mentioned this before, but now I have a topic; stars. Indeed. I was put with the only other person in the class who doesn't have a partner. I like genetics and microbiology. He likes geology and mechanics. Therefore we go to stars, because everyone likes stuff about space. I'm gonna try to hard on this, because the project is huge and I'm doing badly so far this term. I do well at informative writing things, I find. And I've started research early!

All the language classes at school watched the Namesake this week. Rather...bad, I must say. "I detest American television". Excuse me, what? I mean, yes, sitcoms and car ads and melodrama are pretty high up on the big old list of things I dislike, but I might say "I hate American TV". Not that I'd say that in front of strangers, or anyone would, English or not. It's an interesting reflection on things that one can make a movie criticising stereotypes on Indian people(and FYI, this was not exactly achieved in the Namesake) while showing that the stereotypes of an ignorant, angry, narcissistic Brit and at one point a sexy, sensual Parisian are totally fine. Weird, isn't it? They're different types of stereotypes, yes, but...still. Just a thought.

I'm in an Elbow phase and I'm acting like it's Christmas. Have you heard Great Expectations? My God. So beautiful. I feel strangely more connected to music than I normally do, at the moment. I love music, yes, but I'm going crazy with it at the moment. Something in the air, I dunno. I wanna listen to Elbow and Twin Shadow and Cloud Cult all day every day at the moment. I wish I had Guy Garvey's brain.

Oh, speaking of wishing I had various people's brains, today is the big Day; Peep Show Day. I saw a clip from the new episode and it's effing fantastic. Somebody better get those onto YouTube very quickly, or I will have to delve even further into illegality to watch them. Nothing gets between me and Mark Corrigan. NOTHING. Hear me? The only thing to tide me over today is new Buzzcocks. I will admit the new series is sort of...terrible compared to the Amstell Days but I think Noel's a pretty cool guy, and I watched the whole Jedward episode last night and I loved it. "I'm in Jedward, fuck you". Teeeehheeeheee Buzzcocks <3

I have rather a lot to get done today. Bye.