Well, look what the cat dragged in...

Oh wait that's me.

YES! I'M BACK and I'm blogging. It's been a while. I forgot to blog. A LOT.

Well, what recent news? HMM.

Exams. English literature today, and I NEVER HAVE TO READ "TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD" AGAIN! *Party*. FUN STUFF. The question was crap though, I had to write twelve pages on how the title was important (?) and I also had to write some stuff about poems, comparing love poems and homicidal poems, etc... ALL GOOD AND FUN... :-S

The only exams I have left are science, in which I plan to do nothing more than draw little doodles at the side of the page. The last one I did, I did the test, then drew the complete cast of "Lord of the Rings" as E. Coli bacteria, fighting the deadly penicillin and the evil streptomycin. I also hypothesised that the centre of the world was a Granny Smiths apple, and I was asked why a radiator didn't work properly, I wrote:

1) The radiator-dwelling pygmies use the hot water to heat their homes.
2) The Evil pygmy-feasting beetle gives off a source of coldness
3) It was made in china so it's bound to not work.

I still got a B.

Hehhe, my science teacher humiliated himself the other day...

"John, you do NOT work in this lesson! There is no way you'll pass the exam!"

"I already got a B."

The last exam we did, see, counts as the score for this one if we do worse in this one.

I'd be exctatic with a D anyway.

Also done a very easy Maths test and a fairly easy spanish test. More spanish tomorrow. Woo.

Pigeon news: They laid more eggs, but because I don't want more babies, I shook the eggs to stop them hatching - It gives the pigeons something to sit on but they won't hatch. Anyway, today, they abandoned them, so I took them out and put them in the bin. When I dropped them in, both cracked - One had nothing but yolk in it, as it should - And a dead baby pigeon fell out of the other.

DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! I didn't kill it! The shaking obviously didn't work, so it kept growing, however unfortunately there is a high chance that they will die if they can't break out of the egg shell, because many abbies don't have the strength to. So it would have hatched but died anyway :-(

Anyway, that's all for today. See ya.

...WELL AT LEAST I REMEMBERED TO POST TODAY!

I just FORGET. I can't help it.

Well, not much has happened anyhow. Been to see "Iron man". Twice. It was good. Not dome much else. It's a bank holiday, so I've not been to school today. Other than that, nothing really. Toodles.

Fliiiiiiiiiiiip.

I AM sorry that I keep not posting, I afctually do feel pretty bad after it, although no-one but me reads this junk.

Well, yesterday I went to a thingy called Army cadets with a friend. It was pretty cool, although I didn't do much other than learn to march, and salute, etc. PRETTY GOOD THOUGH. Oh, and on the way home I saw a bin on fire so called the Fire Brigade, good ol' samaratian Jopkins. Full fire truck for a bit of smoke out a bin.

Today I went to see the film "Iron Man". Was pretty darn swell. PRETTY DARN SWELL INDEED.
Oh, I hear regular reader and superstar Casey isn't well. Well, GET WELL SOON, CASEY!

Well, I'm off for now, toodles.

Spider pidg....

Heeeeeeey dudes. I'm in a rut. That particular rut is one where I don't post on odd days. I need to get out of this rut.

Anyway. HERE'S A STORY.

A few days ago, Zazu disappeared and this morning I thought "Well, that's the last I'll be seeing of her, then." with mild dispair.

This afternoon, when I got home, I saw my three remaining white pigeons in the garden, and a strange-looking grey one next to them. I thought that was weird, because they normally batter the grey ones.

I went out to investigate, and noticed it didn't fly away. Odd.

It wasn't long before I realised the grey one was actually a white one covered in a layer of what I can only presume to be soot.

It seems young Zazu had fallen down a chimmney and been trapped in it for two days.

No idea, how she got out, as we all have gas fires here (apart from my family, we're SPECIAL). All the fireplaces are blocked up. I guess she must have climbed up the wall of the chimmney (she can climb walls, if she flaps her wings a bit for balance).

Spider pidg, spider pidg... Can he fly, no he can't, I'll tell ya why... Wait a min, that's one useless spider pidg.

LOL.

See ya.

Lazyness...

Heeeeeeeeeeeey people. Once again, I haven't posted for a while. It's probably because I am what you might refer to as "Lazy".

We had a pretty invigorating assembally today. It consisted of half an hour of our head of year telling us she was speechless and we were going to fail our exams and it's too late now to do anything about it. WAY FUN! the only one better than that, that I can recall, was when a deputy head told us we were all going to fail at our exams, at life, and then die young. PRETTY DARN GOOD.

So, nothing really worth mentioning today. Lessons driving me one step closer to clinical depression, perhaps, but nothing else. So, toodly-pips.

Mushy brains. Yay.

Hey. Turns out I didn't post yesterday. Sorry, and like. I had stuff to do.

LOL. As if.

Nah, I just couldn't be bothered, in truth :-)

Yesterday was okay, I suppose. My teachers were on strike. WONDERFUL. Gives us a day off. Don't see what they want though. More money for standing around for just the same amount of time as they were before. I suppose they think that the standing's becoming more tiring.

TOUGH LUCK.

Well, perhaps another thought train was "Three weeks till exams begin, year 11 aren't falling behind too far... A strike might be beneficial."

Those lovely humans.

Well, not much happened today. Well, I did find out a friend is life-threateningly ill. But she already was. But she's got worse. But that's not really for blogging about.

Reckon I'm gonna go now. See ya.

Aah, America...

Hey hey, children.

School today was fun as ever; one of my teachers decided to lose a piece of my coursework, for which the deadline was this morning, and apparently I'm not invited to the leavers dinner for my year either. WONDERFUL.

Aah well, I tend not to worry. The holiday.

Was awesomes. Jopkins saw alligators. And lots of them. And nearly walked into a couple. A scary experience for someone who's never seen one before. Heck, I'm such a tourist.

Well. The first week my family rented a villa, huge, about six bedrooms each with a double bed, a pool, a games room, massive TV's in all rooms, the works. WAS AWESOME. That week we went to all the Universal Studios theme parks, which are: Universal studios (sucks) Aqualanda (is okay but the queues are gigantic) Islands Of Adventure (Freakin' AWESOME), Seaworld (Pretty darn good too) and Busch Gardens (Easily the best). ALL IN ALL PRETTY GOOD. Heh. There are like, random stuff like flamingoes and peacocks wandering around the parks. Awesomes.

The second week, which included my birthday, which makes me precisely one day older than I was the day before that, my family rented a car and we drove down to the south, the everglades, staying in motels and the like. Saw so much wildlife I got bored of it eventually; LOADS of alligators, a few snakes, thousands of lizards, loads of different birds, including bald eagles, and an osprey in a tree eating a trout, a wild boar and the likes. Oh, and a bobcat/panther too. Didn't get a good look at it really, it was sprinting off down a path once having seen us. I sound like such a tourist, but hey, we don't get this stuff in England.

My birthday went off to a flying start, woke up on a cold motel floor (there weren't enough beds), but I got to eat pancakes, so all was good. Aquired me a Nintendo DS and 10 fruit trees planted in Africa, amongst other such stuff given to charities on my behalf. FUN AND GAMES.

I really feel like I'm missing out by not being American. They're all so nice and friendly. Especially when I was wearing the two foot tall (or thereabouts) cat in the hat hat. that started lots of fun conversations with people such as a waitress, a guy with a cowboy hat at an airport, and random passers by. Heheh, first thing I heard when I got on the Atlanta-London flight was a London guy going "Oh dad, why won't you help me look for it? You're gay!" and I was reminded just how dispicable England is. I was depressed for that whole ten hour flight + train journey home. Still am, I suppose. I miss the sun. And the people. Yeah... I wish I could take my friends there. Some of them are even awesome.

Well.

Pictures tomorrow, I suppose. If I can find my camera. Ta-ta, for now.