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Well that was a fast week.
Just whizzed past.
6th form really is very different from the rest of school.
We had school photos yesterday. Managed to avoid being called Pickle or Blue Eyes this year and there wasn't the usual outburst of "Corrr that's a lot of hair!" or anything similar.
Oh, but I did accidently do a really creepy smile. Never mind, whenever my parents do buy them they just end up stuffed in a drawer. What's the point of having me above the fireplace anyway? If you want to see me all you need to do is shout you have chocolate for me, or something.
Anywaaaaay, school is going fine I suppose. Thankfully I'm not completely lost in Biology yet.
There are loooaads of extra curricular things offered this year. I think the only extra curricular thing I've ever done was choir in year 4. What!? It was fun =D. There's stuff like Mandarin lessons (4 languages is enough, ta very much), Photography club (They don't let you use your own camera though...I think it's all film) and something I can't remember the initials of where you umpire sports and such for an award...bleugh.
There is one thing I'm interested in though. It's called Wings of Hope (Can you imagine the meeting for that name? "ok guys, we need something really cheesy. And I don't just mean your standard Cheddar, we want full blown, unadulterated Stinking Bishop kinda stuff.") All you have to do is form a team of less than 8 or enter as an individual and do some fundraising. Then you create a "snapshot project" to show what you've been getting up to and see if you've gone through to the next round and into the top 25. There are prizes, prizes I don't particularly want like work experience, but it looks good on your UCAS form and CV and sounds kinda fun.
So, I'll be entering with Immi and Lizzy. We need a name. We had a few *cough* ideas:
- The Pythagorean Triple
- Orion's Belt
- Charity number one, please!
- Dree dree dree!
- Tres
- Shamrock
- Ben and His Van of Dogs
- Grace's Bitches
- Ronnie and the Sinister Ducks
Erm, yeah...we'll keep thinking XD.
I do believe that is all I have to say.
Tata.
So then.
I survived the first "week" (3 days..) of 6th form.
Atm the subject I'm enjoying most is Maths and the one that terrifies me is Biology.
The first module is Biochemistry. I am really not very good at Chemistry. And I HATE it. What's more, both my Biology teachers said we would loathe it, want to drop it and get really depressed. Fanbloodytastic.
But anyway, last night was The Ball.
Yeah..the BALL.
It was all a bit surreal.
Basically, we just spent 3 hours dancing around in ball gowns, eating Haribos and avoiding drunk people.
Which was really, really fun.
There were some crap songs though, and when a decent one came on (Sandstorm - Darude) every left! So I just danced by myself, trying to get Immi and Lizzy to join me XD
When we got home we were soooo tired and were asleep by 2.
Then today we set about making a music video to Honey to the Bee by Billie Piper.
I told you we were cool.
It's a long and beautiful story, with bees, honey (obviously), feathers, bananas..
I would love to post the result here but I'm worried The Sanity Police (=S?!?!??!) might see it.
Right, I'm going to shut up now.
Yup.
First day of 6th form today.
Didn't really do much though.
Our classroom is waaay on the top floor, so by the end of the year I probably have disgusting ballet dancer calves.
AND I wore heels.
There's only one person in our form who was in our last year form and only 15 in total, which is a bit strange.
I'd never noticed just how much there was in the 6th form centre.
I'm doing English, Physics, Maths and Biology.
For English I have the teacher I was hoping for and another I've never had before, who I think is quite nice.
Physics, same situation, only Lizzy reassured me (!) that the unknown Physics teacher is crap. Greeaat.
Maths, hmm same again actually...don't really know too much about Dr whateverhisnameis...other than the classroom used to smell REALLY weird after he'd been in there.....
And Biology...oh God...the teacher I've had for the past 2 years who I never learnt ANYTHING from...the very one I had been dreading...yep, I got her. Gaahh.
Still, the other Biology teacher I have is fine..
So, I spent today: going to assembly, hearing about how the headteacher had an exciting summer baking bread *insert appropriate smiley here*; finding our Junior Drama group - we have to produce a play with a load of year 7s as the cast for a competition; wandering and singing Honey to the Bee and the Super Mario theme; giving in forms and receiving huge SLABS of paper and finally, doing something productive, having out first AS Level English lesson. Was quite interesting, I suppose. I found out I needn't really have tried to read an entire book last night. And we got homework....yaaay...
That is all.
Ahhh.
It's all over.
And what a ride it's been; quite literally yesterday.
But I'll start at Saturday.
Off I went to Lizzy's house so we could drive to...somewhere in East London...and get the train and tube to Covent Garden and whatnot.
We had lunch and then wandered around the shops, including Paperchase, where Immi started looking at notebooks, saying they weren't big enough. So when I saw some larger ones I pointed at them and said "Look there's a biggun" to which Immi replied, "Cor that is a biggun" It was then that I noticed there was a humongous woman right in the direction we were pointing. Ooooops.
Anyway, then we went and saw The Lord of the Rings on stage in Drury Lane (sadly we did not see the Muffin Man).
What did I think of it?
Well, first I'll tell you that I have only ever seen half an hour of the first film and that those who had seen them quite a few times, and read the book, had difficulty understanding what was going on. So it had to be explained to me in Harry Potter terms.
What I got was that Voldemort made some horcruxes, one a lot stronger than the others, he lost it...or something...it somehow ended up in the hands of an evil Dobby. Some bloke stole it from Dobby, went a bit crackers, and gave it to his nephew. Dobby wanted it back..Dumbledore told the nephew to...go on an adventure...= /. Death eaters and dementors tried to kill him and his mates. Some people fell in love. Dumbledore died and came back to life. A big face came out of the ground. And they all died at the end...or not..depending on who you ask.
So yeah.
The stage and effects were amaaaaazing though. The singing was...well...sometimes it just didn't fit in. That's all I'm saying.
After that we got the tube, train and car back to merry Ipswich (Which involved getting in a lift which had an advert for a lobster fest in some restaurant...and then later walking past the restaurant..*shudder* and MUCHO hyperness from me and Immi.) where we were whizzed off to Immi's house, which is in the middle of nowhere.
After a couple of games of Mastermind, and struggling to teach Lizzy the ways of the game, we went to bed. At 11. ELEVEN!!
I don't think I really got any sleep though..the next thing I knew we were up at 5am getting ready for the coach journey to Alton Towers.
I'll skip to the good parts.
Alton Towers = Fun land.
It rained but it didn't matter.
Lizzy thought every ride was going to somehow decapitate her, and I reassured her by telling her about that ride in America (I think) that ripped someone's feet off.
Air got stuck (luckily while we weren't on it) so people were left dangling over a huge drop for about an hour.
Air got fixed (wahay!) and we decided to make it more fun (if that's possible) by singing the Pokemon theme tune (ok, half singing, half screaming).
Immi and I always get particularly enthusiastic in that song. Look, you can see the passion in our faces.
A beautiful moment, I feel.
We went on 5 other rides, which really doesn't sound like many but it felt like a lot. Oh, unless you count the Skyride thing...which, IMO, was the scariest one =P.
The best was Rita. 0-60 in 1.5 seconds. Just...wow. We went on the single riders queue so we could get on faster and I ended up next to a bloke who kept going "Woaah! Wooahoohoooah! WOOOAAH!" the whole way. That amused me.
For some reason I didn't find Nemisis all that fun.. = /. That's another suspended one...a few loops...I think maybe it wasn't fast enough for me to like it.
There was a recurring theme of Billie Piper's Honey to the Bee. "Banana!" Don't ask.
Anyhoo, the last ride we went on was Air, for the 3rd time. We didn't sing that time but we did do this. I must just say that that isn't from The Simpsons Movie. Bean - the movie did it long before that, in a different way.
Here's a lovely shot of that:
Then began the 4 hour journey home with a giant shark. Air guitarring. Harry. A dreadlock, an eggnog (yes AN), a Finnish man, a genius and a helium balloon.
Ahhh good times.
But, like I said, it's all over now.
2 days (almost 1) left until 6th form.
Summer of 2007 - Harry Potter, crab wielding Spanish guys, Never Be Lonely, 34 sleepless hours, air saxophone, Captain Obvious, shameboxes, direct proportion to funny bone pain, Lucozade Sport, Trivial Pursuit, large women in stationary shops, killer worms, London's Burning, live pasta making and dancing hobbits - I salute you.
I can't really be bothered to write anything....basically I went to Lizzy's house to see Hairspray, which was raaather good, and slept over and it was FUN.
I will summarise in quotes and photos.
Playing Trivial Pursuit:
*Immi reads question, something about a nickname for a New Zealandish rugby team*
Lizzy: Err..I dunno
Me: I think I could guess what it is
Immi: Well, it's a fruit
Me: Yeah, I know what it is. It's also a bird, Lizzy
Lizzy: *Confused*
Immi: It's a fruit...green...you have it in your lunch sometimes...you scoop it
Me: It's a little furry bird thing...long beak...also a green, furry fruit
Lizzy: *Confused*
Me and Immi: FRRUIIIT! BIIIRDD!! NEW ZEAALLAND!!!!!
Lizzy: Um...*insert name of some obscure fruit I can't remember here*
Me and Immi: No!!!
27 years and 530 clues later:
Lizzy: OH! KIWI!!
*Facepalms all around*
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Setting up Trivial Pursuit:
Me: We don't have a die..
Immi: ok...well....we can put all the cheeses in the pie, throw it, and however many pieces fall out, that's the number we go
Me: Um ok..
*tests*
*Puts cheese in hole wrong way*
Me: Immi! Immi it's stuck!
Immi: Bahahahahahhah!!!!
*19 years of prodding cheese with watches etc*
*Immi randomly throws pie*
Immi: OMG!! I DID IT!!!!
*Mucho laughter*
Me: Immi, there's another stuck one!
*Throws against wardrobe many, many times* *Cheese loosens, pulls out*
Me: YUSS!!!!! We should do this for a living!
Lizzy, later: What were you doing earlier?? You were screaming with laughter and banging stuff.
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"Thank you Captain OBVIOUS!"
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Immi: Grace doesn't even need to look silly to look silly.
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Me: I reckon it's spunk
Immi: Graaace! There are children!
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"OMG! WE SAW NIPPLE! WHY IS THIS A PG!?!?"
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"YOU'RE IN MY DOCUMENTARY!!"
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"SMOKING on these premises is strictly forbidden. Smoking ON these premises is strictly forbidden. Smoking on THESE premises is strictly forbidden. Smoking on these PREMISES is strictly forbidden. Smoking on these premises IS strictly forbidden. Smoking on these premises is STRICTLY forbidden. Smoking on these premises is strictly FORBIDDEN."
"At least choose a short sentence!"
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*Lizzy looks away, picks up random spoon*
*Me and Immi start doing chicken head movementness to song*
Lizzy, looking at spoon: Have I gone into another dimension?
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Me: Where is the pituitary gland?
Immi: Oooooh I know this...the...pancreas?
Lizzy: Immi, use your brain! Your BRAAIIN-UH!
Immi: Um...the kidney?
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Photo time! Just...don't ask.
God only knows what I'm doing in these.
Oh yeah, my niece was here the other day so here's a random shot or two of her.
GIANT STRAWBERRY!!!!!!!
That is all.
First thing I have to say...
I PASSED LATIN!! I...ME...IIII PASSSSEEED LAATTIIIIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I seriously thought I was gonna fail!! I GOT A B!! A BEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Anyway....other results:
French - A (A*, A*, A*,B)
Spanish - A (Again: A*, A*, A*,B)Latin - B!!!!
Science - BB (only one I'm disappointed in, but my coursework let me down I think)
RE - A
Maths - A (One I was most nervous about)
English - AA
Drama - B (But I never really cared about Drama.)
So all in all =D.
And that's all I have to say about that.
It sort of feels like there should be an overvoice man with a deep voice and cheesy American accent going "Here it is folks! The moment you've all been waiting for!"
Yup, they're here.
The results.
The thing I've practically eaten my hands over - chewing the skin around my nails - for the past week or so.
This is gonna sound a bit weird but it feels exactly like when I got Harry Potter DH. I waited for what felt like eternity and when the moment finally came I didn't want it be there after all. It took me 3 hours to read anything other than the dedication of HP...who knows when I'll feel like opening The Envelope (I so feel like adding "of DOOOOOM")
I couldn't get to sleep last night until about 6...I just kept thinking about it...then when I did fall asleep I dreamt I got them, not really fair is it? I can't actually remember what happened in the dream though.
Right now I don't want to speak to anyone...I actually refused a call from my friend Immi this morning - sorry about that! - because I really don't want to know what anyone else got yet. Once I've read them I'll - hopefully - want to phone everyone I can though.
So anyway...as of yet I remain in the bliss of ignorance with an envelope still waiting to be opened.
Wish me luck..
Well.
The house I thought was ours is ours no longer.
They went and sold it to someone else, which you're allowed to do until the deeds and money change hands, which takes months.
I'm so annoyed.
I really really loved that house.
Oh well.
That's life.
ok, I got this from the wonderful Aristarionne's blog. I love these things.
Right, here goes:
Seven things you plan to do before you die
1. Go to Tokyo
2. Have kids
3. Get married
4. Have a job I love
5. Have some weird pet
6. Explore England
7. Have huge party with all my friends and family, even those I don't know very well, and just enjoy it.
Seven things you can do
1. Make one eye face inwards and one forwards
2. Translate 4 languages (I would say speak, but I can't speak Latin)
3. Calm down my cat when he's in one of his creeaaaazy moods
4. Go for a day or two without remembering to eat (Not a good thing, I know)
5. Talk to myself for hours and hours
6. Open jars/bottles etc no one else can
7. Play just about anything on the recorder by ear (I'm just that cool =P)
Seven celebrity crushes
1. Noel Fielding. I love him.
2. Tom Felton (until he cut his hair)
3. Daniel Radcliffe (until he...just became...not attractive = /)
4. Jude Law
5. Can I say Noel Fielding again??
6. Ohhh that Irish guy from Bend It Like Beckham.
7. Spencer from Skins.
Seven most repeated phrases/words
1. Like your face?
2. What are you doing?
3. XD (Does that count??)
4. All wrapped up in a nice little package-uh!
5. Well laa dee dah!
6. Kayz
7. Stop looking at me!! (I say that to my parents a lot)
Seven physical traits you look for in the opposite sex
1. Blue eyes
2. Dark hair
3. Taller than me
4. Cleverness
5. Nice arms (Look, I can't explain it, I just have this......arm thing.)
6. Fun.
7. Nice lips.
Seven tags to go to
Ya waaaah????
Three names you go by
1. Grace..
2. Gracious
3. Graceyloo
Three Screen names you've ever had
1. Bellatrix
2. Miss Potter
3. Graceyloo10081 (or something like that)
Three physical things you like about yourself
1. My height. Nice and...average.
2. My eye colour.
3. My lips.
Three physical things you don't like about yourself
1. My ribs..
2. My ears.
3. My feet...I just hate feet in general.
Three things that scare you
1. Crustaceans
2. Clowns
3. Not being able to understand something that's being said in a Maths lesson.
Three drinks (alcoholic or non)
1. Chocolate milkshake
2. Grenadine and lemonade
3. Virgin Piña Colada
Three of your everyday essentials
1. Internet access
2. Music
3. Conversation
Three things you're wearing right now
1. Skinny jeans
2. A dress thing
3. Glasses
Three of your favourite movies
1. Harry Potter...can't choose which one
2. Kill Bill volume 2 (Love the first one too though)
3. 12 Monkeys
Two truths and a lie
1. I'm listening to Boogie Pimps - Somebody to Love
2. My bedroom is really dark
3. I'm morbidly obese
Three things about the opposite sex that appeal to you
1. They aren't bitchy
2. They seem to be much more genuine than girls
3. I can appreciate it so much more when they're good looking XP
Three careers you are considering, or have considered
1. Optometrist
2. Primary school teacher
3. Actress
Three people you would like to see take this quiz now
1. Immi
2. Dan/orangeacid
3. Errr those are the only people I know with blogs who haven't already done it XP
Well.
We've bought a house.
I absolutely love it.
It's got 3 stories which is really silly because my parents had been looking for a bungalow for about 2 months.
I really love moving house. Having never lived in one for more than 2 years, other than the current one - which we've been in for 4, I tend to get a bit bored being in the same one.
I mean, I don't like packing everything...something precious always gets lost or broken. But I love throwing out all the crap I've gathered in the bottom of my wardrobe and finding things I'd completely forgotten about.
I also hate the first few days in a new house. However nice it is, it feels completely alien and like you'll never be able to function normally.
Anyway,
I saw The Simpsons Movie yesterday.
Absolutely hilarious. I was pretty hyper though.
It was a lot better than I expected, I thought the spider pig song was going to be the funniest part.
Oh yeah, I have a new song. Over there <<<. It's not really my sort of genre but I love it.
I mentioned down there somewhere about 52 weeks, and how I'm doing a different colour each week. This week was orange so I used about the only orange thing I own - a tiger. No, not a real one, though that would have been fun. 
I don't really know what I think of it.
Again, it didn't turn out how I expected it, but they never do.
I hate yellow so next week is gonna be hard..
*Gasp* I nearly forgot! I'm going to Alton Towers on 2nd September with 2 of my friendies. I can't waaaaiiit. I wish it was sooner. But oh well, just more looking-forward-to-time. I'm so excited, it has the best rides everrrr. I'm such a thrill seeker. But a controlled-thrill sort of seeker heehee. So no white water rafting for me, ta very much.
Ummm yeah. That's pretty much it.
Au revoir, mes amis.
I just thought I'd write about a couple of films I saw recently that I really enjoyed. I have to say though, I wouldn't recommend either if you just wanna sit back, relax and enjoy.
The first was Pan's Labyrinth, or El Laberinto de Fauno as it's really called, I knew it was supposedly an adult's fairy tale but it was very different to how I imagined it. Firstly, it's very very graphic, gory and violent. I thought I was pretty much desensitised after watching Kill Bill and Battle Royale, but the scenes of gore were somehow much more real and although I could watch I certainly didn't find them pleasant.
It's also quite creepy. Not screamably (I made a word!) but The Pale Man was really freaky..
So anyway, I was expecting it to all be set in a weird and wonderful fantasy world but you're only taken there for maybe a total of half an hour in the whole film. It's actually set in some Spanish war (Don't ask me which one, I am le poopoo at history) in the 1940s and that's mostly what you see. If I had been told this beforehand, I never in a million years would have watched it but I actually found it gripping and loved the transition from it to Ophelia's fantasy world.
It was not the cheeriest of films but it left me with a lot of unanswered questions, and after browsing the IMDB boards, I've realised it's a pretty deep film. I think I'd give it 8.5/10.
Oh yeah, don't worry about the subtitles as you forget you're even watching a Spanish film after about 20 minutes. For me, having it in another language added to it absolutely.
Right, yes, so, next film
Requiem for a Dream. Saw it last night. Was completely blown away.
It left me staring at my laptop for a good 2 minutes, open mouthed, trying to sum up my feelings for what I'd just seen.
Thoroughly depressing. Engaging. Amazing.
The music, directing, camera work, acting and storyline were absolutely spot-on.
There were some very disturbing scenes but they were absolutely necessary to get the message of the film across.
I got completely sucked into the plot and began caring about the sorts of characters I never thought I would.
I'd give it 9/10, knocking off 1 because it did leave me feeling very very very very very depressed. But in a good way, if that makes any sense.
I know I've not said too much about the storylines of the two films...I just wanted to tell anyone reading how they affected me rather than what they're about...seems a better way to choose a film, to me.
Righto, that's all.
So, I've been doing this 52 weeks thing for a while now. I'm on week 22...that's almost half way. But I'm completely running out of ideas. I don't know how 365 days people do it, I'd get soo frustrated.
Anyway, to try and liven things up and get the creative juices flowing, I'm now doing a rainbow (sorry, that just had to be done) thing. Basically, for the next 7 weeks (Well, 6 now) each self portrait will have the theme of one of the 7 colours of the rainbow. Pretty simple, but I'm hoping it'll help me produce more interesting portraits.
Here's week 22 - Red:
Didn't really work out how I imagined it, but I'm happy with it.
So, that's about it. Next week is orange...hmmm..
Happy weekend, all!
Phwoof.
I'm back.
With about 1000 photos, a sunburnt tummy and the Titanic theme stuck in my head.
I have a few tales from my trip, gather round and I shall tell ye *Puffs on pipe*
Our cabin had a window, a window with a big sill part that could be sat in quite comfortably. Here, I'll show you:
Like that.
So, when we first got into our cabin, I climbed over a little table and sat on there, watching the port.
A few minutes later a voice comes out of nowhere saying "911 emergency services, how can I help?"
My mum realises I had stepped on the emergency button on the phone while getting onto the window so starts telling the curtains (obviously..) that I had stepped on it and apologising.
Then, the following day, my dad tried to order room service...only he pressed the wrong button and ended up asking emergency services for a ham sandwich and some crisps, please.
I don't think they were too happy with us.
I think it was day 3 that we arrived in Vigo, in Spain. We ended up in a shopping centre (I don't know how that happened *shifty eyes*) and eventually found a little cafe. I ordered two coffees and a coke absolutely fine but then my mum wanted to know if they had any cakes.
Feeling fairly confident I asked the waiter if we could see the "pastillas" He gave me a confused looks, but I persisted. Eventually he goes "You want to go to the pharmacy? You have a pain?" It was then that I realised I should have been asking for "pasteles" and not "pastillas", which are pills...
Anyway, just before boarding the ship again we went to a fish restaurant type place. I noticed they had a tank full of huuuge crabs and pointed them out to my mum. I don't know if I've mentioned this, but I am absolutely terrified of crustaceans. Anyway, I'm pointing away when the waiter comes over and says "You want to see them?" I quite clearly say "Nooo! NOOOOO!" but he walks over to the tank and PICKS ONE UP and starts walking towards me.
I was gone. There was nooo way I was hanging around. I ran right up the little street and stayed there til I decided it was safe to come back.
When I did come back the owner of the restaurant next door came over and started shouted in Spanish to the waiter at the place we were at, saying his fish wasn't fresh and so on. It was really funny.
Then he went off for a bit, only to come back and start accusing the other guy of taking cocaine. It was really odd.
So that was Vigo. I think I'll post about each place separately, I'll leave you with some Vigo photos.
G'night
A passing dog in a fountain near a castle:
