It begins

So I FINALLY sat down and planned out how I'm going to go about my CIMA accounts course. It took about 2 hours to write out my timetable, which shows what I will be doing from day 1 - 38. I doubt the course will take me 38 days; I'm not going to be doing it every single day, but hopefully I'll have completed it within a couple of months, leaving plenty of revision time for the exam in November.

I've a lovely organised desk and notice board so I can CONCENTRATE (Hopefully.)









































I also pulled out the pencil skirt I'd bought in the Christmas holidays for school, not knowing I'd never return (well other than for meetings with my headteacher, trying to persuade me to)

Goths and chavs do not mix.

As we discovered today.
Had a lovely time taking photos of Immi and Lizzy, dressed quite gothicly (is that a word?!). Unfortunately our shooting time was cut somewhat short as we had to flee from rowdy chavs XD. I'm still pretty happy with the ones we got:

Woah now

I've not blogged in a long long long long tiiiime.
If I started writing all that's happened since I last did we'd be here all week. I have turned 17 though and moved house. I've also experienced the most emotional 3 weeks of my life and I'm going to say goodbye to those times with some melancholic photos!:




































































































































































































That's really enough photos of me.

My Life According to Google

This sounds like a laugh.

Type in the following and choose from the first page...

1: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search:
Grace needs to have intimate relations with a man
She bloody doesn't.

2: Type in "[your name] looks like" in Google search:
Grace looks like a gift tied with wrapping paper, ribbons, and bows.
Cheers =/


3: Type in "[your name] does" in Google:
Grace does her pilates


4: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search:
Grace hates crocs and leggings.
Yes, yes she does.

5: Type in "[your name] goes" or "..has gone" in Google:
Grace goes mad for purple
Well you can tell that from my blog.

6: Type in "[your name] loves" in Google search:
Grace loves Hannah Montana
Shhhh!

7: Type in "[your name] eats" in Google search:
Grace eats small mammals
No comment

8: Type in "[your name] has" in Google search:
Grace has a room to rent/is looking for a roommate in Seattle

9: Type in"[your name] works" in Google:
None of these make sense because they're all about God, but here goes:
Grace Works Through Imperfect Relationships

10: Type in"[your name] lives" in Google search:
Grace lives at home with her 5 children

11: Type in "[your name] died" in Google search:
Grace died of cot death and mel and sophie died in the dog in the pond.
Something to do with Hollyoaks, apparently

12: Type in "[your name] will" in Google search:
GRACE will be able to map the Earth's gravity fields by making accurate
My, how exciting!

One must suffer for her art.

Normal person: "Oh look, there is a pile of logs in the garden. Perhaps they could be used for firewood and whatnot."

Me: "Oh look, there is a pile of logs in the garden. That would be a fantastic place for a self portrait. Let me just get my camera."

Never attempt to lay on a pile of logs. Especially not in full view of nosey neighbours with a high risk of indecent exposure. It is really very uncomfortable, then again Mr Normal up there would have realised that before clambering onto the pile of pointy, unstable, spider ridden chopped wood.

Anyway, I rather like the photos I managed so all is well!
























Different crop..

Film!

I fiiiinally got my film developed =D. What a palava though..I had to go to Jessops to get the film actually...doodahed.. (I never said I was a film expert =P) and then Snappy Snaps to get it made into prints...at a grand total of £17 per roll..
Still, I have learnt a fair bit about film now and am no longer a virgin! (Still talking about film here XP)
Btw, they look a lot better in real life (and I'm not just saying that bwaha); our scanner is broken so I had to take photos of them hee.
So here are a few:

Rather Like a Puzzle

I've just come back after a week in the Isle of Wight. I would blog about all I did in that week but I really can't be bothered now, I have about 200 photos to choose from to blog and it's always a nightmare getting them here XD so I'll just type up what I wrote on, I think, the second day of the holiday:

The Isle of Wight is rather like a puzzle. By that I don't mean I've been all confused since I've been here or that I've been transported to The Da Vinci code. It's like someone has taken several, highly contrasting, chunks of the UK and crammed them all together. So far, I've been reminded of Great Yarmouth, Surrey, Wales, Cambridge, Southend, Cornwall and even central London =S.

The coastal parts are like any English seaside town. Where we're staying is like a slightly more posh and shinier Gt Yarmouth: Funny little shops and amusements; a pier that looks like it could go for a swim at any given moment, complete with a giant slide; trampolines that you can go on for something ridiculous like £10 for 10 minutes; beach-side cottages that are kind of shabby but lovely and sweet, steep little streets, lined with pubs, restaurants and places with names like "Chicken and Pizza Land". Classy.

But as you go futher in-land you meet the most gorgeous, empty, untouched countryside. Beautiful, misty hills in every shade of green and the occasional blinding yellow, where the oilseed rape fields are. Among all this are farms, garden centres, tea rooms, flocks of sheep, horses and cows and I even spotted a huge manor and the odd country mansion.

Then, just a few miles away you come to the main towns. Great concrete jungles: Matalans and Sainsbury's and a few streams and canals with sweet little bridges to remind you of the more countrified (my mum invented that word XD) areas.

So far I've been hugely amused by no less that 3 signs XD. The first was in an area called Apse. Well, the sign was all in the upper case, to read "APSE" and, quite inevitably, someone had modified the P. I wonder if it might have been given that name intentionally, for people to place bets on how soon it would be until the obvious graffiti would appear.
We also passed a pub, I think still in ARSE, er, I mean, APSE, called The Fighting Cocks. Enough said.
The final chortle-inducing sign was on a road deep in the country (Well as deep as you can be on such a tiddly island) on a windy road, "Heavy Plants Crossing". I'm still not entirely sure what it means but I can safely say I saw no obese chrysanthemums scrambling across that day.

Yesterday was beautifully sunny, warm enough for bare arms, making us feel we were officially on holiday.
Upon waking today, however, we were greeted by grey skies, the smell of fresh puddles and, to top it off, great claps of thunder, reminding us that we are still in the UK, thank you very much.









































































That tiny figure is my mum XD




















































At the zoo... (Well obviously.)

























































































Look at the lady behind me XD







































































































These wormy things were all over the beach =/