well hell

I've only got about.. 11 weeks left in school.

When I finish, I'll have spent 12 years of my life in school... not to mention I've still got another 6 to go. Primary school went so slowly, but high school has flown by. I mean, a week goes by in the blink of an eye, and I'm permanently writing the wrong date in my books.

Speaking of books, I can't WAIT to make my yearbook. We get an official one from school, but it's tradition to make your own over the last few days of school - everyone takes pictures to shove in them, you sign each others, write notes.. etc, etc. Since I kind of love anything even vaguely scrapbook-ish, this is my idea of heaven. I'm so damn sad, haha. 

I promised loads of lower school kids on my bus they could sign mine, which should be an.. experience, I guess. I'll probably get mobbed by evil kiddies armed with sharpies now.

Also, I can't help adding that THE VAMPIRE DIARIES IS BACK. Well, it came back last Thursday (the 27th) but I only just watched the newest episode online... I swear, I'm now twice as addicted as I was before. And even more in love with Damon, god damn it. And Rose. And Caroline & Tyler. Damnnnn, I love them all.

Pahhh.

Enjoy what's left of the weekend!
K x

little bits of nothing

Yep, it's 00:38 on a Saturday night and I'm bored as fuck. With nothing to do, except probably sleep... which I don't want to do. Not yet awhile, anyhow.

My throat is really killing me - for the first time in my life, I think I'm going to lose my voice. My darling mother will probably celebrate, seeing as I will 'no longer be able to voice my strong opinions'. Let me translate; 'I'll no longer be able to bitch, yell, shout, and generally piss everyone off like I love to do on a daily basis.' Ahahahaaa.

She loves me really, and I have proof - today I just mentioned that I'd like us to get an aquarium again (my parents used to have a huge tropical one, but it got insanely expensive to run so.. bye-bye fish!), and BAM. We go to Pets At Home, look at tanks and fish, then she's on Amazon & Ebay looking for tanks and other random equipment, and tomorrow she wants to order me a BiOrb Tank. 

Considering it aint my birthday for yonks and we just had Christmas, I'd say she loves me - that tank is gonna make a serious hole in her pocket. Or, y'know. She's just insane. 

Probably insane. 

But, those tanks are sexy - they practically put the 's' in 'fish'.

My Mum seems to remember loads about all the fish she had etc., it's actually kind of cool. I mean, I'd settle for one of those fat little goldfish - what's wrong with them, huh? - but if she doesn't mind going tropical, then.. YAY.

Chillax. Buy some fish. Erm, yeah.
K x

boys don't cry

   I'd just like to say that 'Boys Don't Cry' is one of the most moving and emotional films that I've ever watched. I started watching it on my laptop last night, and I literally didn't move an inch for the entire duration - I was totally captivated.

   To anyone who hasn't seen the film; watch it. It's got such a deep and powerful message behind it, one that hit me full on. This film really shines a light on the courage it takes to be different, and Brandon (the main character) definitely makes the people who grow to love him rethink the way they view themselves. They also had to make a decision; to change who they were, or hate him. 

   It really shook me right down to the bone, and it made me question what I'd do if I was caught in a situation like that. It also stamped out my casual use of the word 'gay' as as a mild insult, especially after seeing how extreme homophobia and peoples actions because of it hurt others. I'll freely admit I cried after watching the film, it saddened me that much, because I thought I'd always tried my best to be kind-hearted and sensitive to those around me. Now I realise that my use of several words under a certain context might have been extremely hurtful, and I deeply regret that.
   I was thinking last night about all the prejudice in the world, and how racism and homophobia have several links. Not that long ago, both racism and homophobia were rampant worldwide - now though, to be racist is viewed as not only rude and inappropriate, but it's also a crime.
   I understand that homophobia is also a crime, but our generation uses words such as 'gay', 'faggot' and 'dyke' as casually as the word 'and'. This homophobia is so deeply interwoven into our collective culture that most of us don't even realise the meaning of what we are saying any more, and the pain that can be caused because of it. We don't think twice about using these words; they're just natural, whereas we realise immediately if we are being racist and we are completely aware of it.
   'Gay' has somehow turned into an insult, when once upon a time, it meant 'happiness'.
   Our generation is shaming itself, and I can only hope that in the near future we become more aware of how deep our prejudice has gotten. To anyone who has ever been hurt by homophobia, you have my sympathy and deepest apologies.

Koralyn.

 

weekend

At long frickin' last! Halle-bloody-lujah.

I plan to go swimming, and do nowt else. Because y'know what? I can't be arsed. :D

Anyways, not got much shit to update y'all about. My exams are over for now, and I get results in March.. God help me. Also, back on my exercise/food craze. Butt needs toning for summmmmmeeerrrrrrrr, baby.

Hell yes, summer 2011 is going to ROCK. I'll be done with school, it'll be my birthday - WAHOO - and hopefully, it's going to be hot. Don't think my rentals plan on booking any holidays because of the shit going on, so... yeah. First summer EVER at home.

And, it's gonna be wild. Because I said so.

And... y'know. Loads of my mates also have birthdays in the summer. And, y'know... they all have really nice houses. With tennis courts. And peacocks for pets. FML, why can't I have a peacock?

They're just too damn rich, but I aint complaining - That's why I love summer.

AND. IT'S. PROM. Ahhh. Dresses, make-up & hair, oh my! I'm on both the prom committee and the yearbook committee, and we literally organise everything - so it's gonna be perfect. Because I have perfectionist friends who are all far to good at planning shit for it to be a disaster, & also we've already booked an awesome venue - can't say names, obviously, but it's SEXY. And posh. And it's gonna be extremely formal and gorgeous.. until people's music choices hit, then it'll just turn mad. Haaaaaaa.

Gawd, I sound like a stuck-up twat.

Haha. :L

Chillax dudes,
K x

dreams

I dreamt the most amazing dream last night. I swear my dreams are getting better by the day; they're becoming more vivid, realistic and best of all I can actually remember them now.

Last nights beat loads of my other dreams, and it was seriously frickin' cool. Also, it helped me come up with an awesome plot for a new project of mine. S'all good!

I survived my chemistry exam... by the skin of my neck. I judged the time wrong, scared the shit out of myself. I've never misjudged the time before; in fact, I always make a note of it in order to pace myself accordingly. I'm putting it down to the fact that I had jitters going into the exam. Usually I feel kind of calm and confident, but this time round I was a bit frantic and stuff. I seriously hope this doesn't happen again on wednesday, when I have my physics exam. Eesh.

I have to learn the whole of the physics Unit 3 in two days. I'm screwed, haha. Despite this obvious fact though, I'm still willing to try my hardest. I've got the rest of the week to be lazy after my exams, so I've decided to just shut up and pour everything I've got into revision. Whether it pays off or not though, we shall find out when I get my results back.

I started doing some inking on my canvas today... kind of felt like a fool, since there's only me and one other girl in my entire art class using easels. We stick out like sore thumbs, and I kept on getting in everyone's way. Hopefully some of the other randomers will catch up and move onto their final pieces soon.

Last lesson we had maths (ugh, I know.. crappy last lesson, eh?), but it was kind of cool. We're doing some bad ass quadratics, which are a bitch, but the teacher plans awesome lessons - she's a crazy lady - which make the maths easier to swallow. I also had S (no names mentioned, as always) sitting across the class from me, making faces with me and trying to make me laugh. He also made me lose the bloody game about 5 frickin' times. S is in my art class too; he's a nice guy. He's insanely clever - he's going on to study further mathematics at A level. All right for some, aint it?

Anyways.

Yoga. Physics revision. Facebook. Sort out my iPod. Yep, lot's of stuff to do.

Maybe zumba, not yoga. Depends how hyper I'm feeling.

Rock out with ya cock out,
K x

127 Hours

I am actually shitting myself about my Chem exam tomorrow... The unit we're being tested on is a bitch, and I don't understand it. In order to answer stuff I have to understand it first, so... Basically I'm screwed. I wish I'd given myself more time to revise now, but I only realised late on that I had to redo so much. Ugh. FML.

Atleast I've got art fourth period - if I live that long that is. Itching to work on my canvas more, I love it.

Hmm, what else before I go.. Went to watch 127 Hours today. It kind of made me think alot about just how strong our survival instinct is as humans. We say we'd never do certain things, but when the other option is death, most of us would do a hell of a lot. The film also shined a light on how resillient we can be. It was definitely worth watching.

Also, note; if you're reading this - you know who you are, dude - I'm really sorry about how shit has gone recently. My exams and stuff that's happened has stirred up a right shit storm of the major kind. We'll figure it out though, we always do.

Take care,
K x

Surprise.

I got a nasty surprise when I went on facebook just before; had a nasty link posted on my wall.

The immaturity of some people astounds me. Really, it does.

There was some good that came out of it though; certain people stepped up to stick up for me.. made me extremely grateful to have friends like them.

Koralyn.

me.

Rules:

1.) You must write 10 facts about yourself. And those facts can be about anything--Hobbies, random things, your personal life, your not-so-personal-life.
2.) The facts CANNOT be "I don't know what to put now lol" or anything among those lines that would be a place holder. Take some time and think about it.
3.) Title this "10 Facts about ____" and tag as many (or as little) people as you want. Those people must do it.



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1) I'm a pescatarian - I eat fish, but I don't eat meat.

2) I'm still in full time education; next year I'm going on to study for my A-Levels at either SJD's or T.C.H.S 6th Form. I'm going to take mathematics, psychology, biology and English literature. 


3) I own a chocolate Labrador named Winston, and two Roborovski dwarf hamsters named Romeo & Marley. I'm convinced the hamsters are gay. 

4) My least favourite part of the human anatomy to draw is probably the hands. They piss me off like nothing else, and they give me serious art-rage. Urghhh.

5) My bedroom is painted a colour called 'Snowfall'. I swear this colour is the antidote to my art-rage.


6) I have a small callous on my right ring finger - I'm right handed, and since I'm permanently sketching/writing/painting etc., I've now got a mark to prove it. I kind of like it; it shows more of who I am to the people around me.

7) I've never died my hair. One, because I like my natural colour (dark auburn brown verging on ginger), and Two, it ruins your hair, and Three, regrowth looks god awful.

8) Instead of killing spiders, like I used to, I now trap them under cups and let them out through the nearest window. It's helped me get over my arachnophobia. 

9) I believe 'The Vampire Diaries' has the best possible play list in the history of TV shows. All of the tracks recently added to my iTunes were ones I first heard while watching the show.


10) I'm an optimist. I believe when you're feeling shit, you could always feel shitter. The sky's the limit, the world isn't going to end in 2012, and 'you don't apply, you don't achieve' is my motto. Also, self inflicted pain makes me want to vom. This is 2011; we're no longer Neanderthal's, so stop acting like them. Hard work + determination + self belief= success. 






There. That's me, in a nut shell. A very small nut shell. 


Chillax,
K x

bazinga.

A in English, A in Chemistry.

BOOYAHHH.

Fuck you -insert chem teachers name-, FUCK YOUUU! Ha. Haaaaaa. SMD.

Okay, immature yelling session/rant over. Basically, I'm well chuffed & my darling family members are well proud - so proud that they want to celebrate. Me and my mum are gonna have some girly time at the cinema; we're gonna watch the newest narnia. I've already seen it, but it was SO awesome and mum hasn't watched it yet.. so it doesn't matter.

AHHHHHH. Relief. Mega. Fucking. Relief.

Biology exam went well; I'd done the whole last question on the paper only a few hours before on a past paper. I practically still had the mark scheme memorised. It made my day, to be honest. The force was with me. For once.

Only sucky thing is I had a dirty text issue with someone earlier (needless to say, they got an almighty butt-kicking and were also told where to shove it), and I've still got two exams to go. Chemistry & physics.

The hardest fucking subjects known to man-kind.

Gimme maths; quadratics, trigonometry, probability - fine.
Gimme english; essays on Shakespeare, prose and poetry - fine.
Gimme art; analysis, painting a huge mofo canvas in less than two weeks - fine.
Gimme geography; research, primary/secondary data, graphs, manipulating figures - fine.

But chem/physics? I'm lost.

I can't tell you what a fucking moment is, convex/concave lenses give me headaches, and don't even get me started on how the periodic table was developed. Just no.

Next week, I may actually die.

May the force be with you, nerdlings.
K x

AHHH.

I've got brain ache from revising. What an absolute bitch..

I've also run out of books to read, which makes my life a hell of a lot dimmer. I've just read 'Lament' by Maggie Stiefvater & 'Matched' by Ally Condie. Both were amazing, but sadly it only took my two days to read them both.

Sometimes loving books so much is a pain in the ass.

Will be needing another trip to WHSmith or Waterstones this weekend; stock up on books to read after my Chemisty & Physics exams next week. It'll be a nice change from textbooks. I swear; if I see another chemistry textbook, I'm going to burn it. Simple as.

Chemistry makes me want to scream.

K x

Stupidity

According to my maths teacher, my whole class has been EXTREMELY stupid.

Basically, one maths lesson about three months ago we had a cover teacher, and right at the end of the lesson some dudes started nutting a calculator, trying to break it. Another dude filmed it. It was put on Youtube, and hey presto, today we all got a grand bollocking.

I've been trying to figure out how the fuck they found the video, so I asked around and found out one of the teachers googled our schools name and stumbled upon it by accident. Of course, as it made our school look like an 'inner city school' with crazy violent children running rampant inside it, they went berserk... because, of course, we're supposed to be a well-brought up, mature, sensible group of 16 year olds.

So, yeah. Had to listen to a 15 minute rant on how our maths teacher is now not going to cut us any slack at all, and the hammer is gonna come down hard. All because a few guys were trying to have fun.

Okay, I get it. Health and safety and shit, yeah yeah. But we're teenagers; give us a break. We work our asses off, and the moment a few of us do something stupid we ALL get yelled at for it. FML.

I just want my results. I need at least A's on both of the exams I did before Christmas, the Chemistry and the English ones. Think I bagged Chem, but.. this was the first paper we've sat for English at GCSE, and we did it early, too. Just praying I did good, because I don't want to have to do it again in June when everyone else does theirs; I want one less exam on my mind.

God, if you're listening; gimme a bit of luck, dude. I could use it right now.

Also, I thought the image below was pretty damn funny, and also extremely true. Since I'm ranting about maths, figured I'd shove it here... just for the lolz.

K x

Hollow

Guess that's just how I feel right now; hollow.

'I shot for the sky, i'm stuck on the ground, so why do I try? I know I'm gonna fall down. I thought I could fly, so why did I drown? I never know why, it's coming down, down, down.'
- Down, Jason Walker.

Beautiful song. Describes exactly how I feel right now... Although I haven't fallen yet, it feels as though I will soon. I couldn't explain it, so maybe those lyrics do.

Anyway, I'm in bed on my iPod writing this... And it's 23:26. And I've got school tomorrow. Oh, the joys. Guess I should sleep.

Biology Unit 3 test on Thursday, as well as results for English and chemistry tests I took before Christmas. Gotta keep my focus, now more than ever. The stakes are too high right now.

Let's hope I can shake this stupid hollow feeling.

K x

Start Again

First day back at school today. It was as tiring, dismal and monotonous as I expected.

The only decent parts were break (I had prom/yearbook committee, we were giving people 'most likely to be..' awards.. was so fucking funny) and fourth lesson (we had ICT; E wrote shit all over my left arm and we had a good old banter about crap. Also, she thought I looked pretty today, which really cheered me up. Funny how something small does that).

Anyway. I had my flu jab after school, didn't feel a thing. I did enjoy shooting evil looks at my mum though, which she found amusing. I guess she's used to it by now, ahahaaa.

Chillax
K x