Slipping off the radar.

Be right back. Lots of shit hitting the fan at the moment.

Peas on earth and goodwill to all hen.

Conversation in the car yesterday:

Me: Doesn't it look like the rest of York is on fire and we're kinda flying toward it?

Mum: Yes. No. What?

Me: Scary potatoes.

Mum: Potatoes aren't scary.

Me: THEY COULD BE IF THEY WANTED TO BE!

Mum: I doubt that.

Me: NO! Potatoes have every right to be scary if they want to be. Who knows, they're probably the scariest fucking thing you will ever see on Halloween. Just because they're not scary in YOUR DIVINE PRESENCE does NOT mean that they're just harmless little potatoes.

Mum: You can stop now.

Me: OBJECTION! They probably just want you to think that. Potatoes face a lot of pressure in their community because they have fucking TRACTORS that uproot them from their homes, just so you can have your precious chips! STUPID FAT HOBBIT.

Mum: Shut up.

Me: Never! Potatoes do everything they can just to please you and you spit it back in their faces. You witch. They suffer for you, and this is how you repay them?

Mum: I'M SUFFERING NOW.

Me: Your suffering palls in comparison. Don't even get me started on the poor little peas!

Mum: Don't start then.

Me: You know well and good that I am a devout member of the Peas On Earth movement. I made badges and everything!

Mum: That's sooo biased.

Me: SOMEONE NEEDS TO PROTECT THEM FROM THEMSELVES!

Mum: You're out of my will.

Me: And the carrots! It's a known fact that carrots are sexual predators.

Mum: ...

Me: But it's okay. Because the potatoes have some defense. They have eyes everywhere. Haha! Geddit? Eyes... everywhere...? PUT THE DE-ICER DOWN.

And I've seen all I'll ever need.

Brrr...

So I'm back.

Hello.

I would've been here sooner but I've been very busy doing nothing. Seriously. I've done shit all, no school, no work, no anything, and the time has flown.

I'll summarise.

I did my film studies coursework, which involved making up a storyline and taking loads of photos showing the sequence of a film. Piece of piss, really. I nearly got shot at one point because my mum thought it would be funny to take me to Strensall Common where the snow was really picturesque and stuff but then the gunshots started and I turned around to run see a sign saying that it was a sniper range owned by Her Maj's army.



My sister is one scary bishe.

I cooked EPIC MEAL for my mum's birthday.



Stuffed peppers, garlic/lemon chicken pasta stuff (tasted better than it sounds) and then fruit crumble.

It was the shit.

Last week school was more or less dead because of the snow. I had an exam this morning, it sucked.

And now I'm just hating on humanity because I'm trying to drop sociology (exam on Friday - two 24 mark essays, 3 other questions IN AN HOUR) and every teacher who's mentioned it is telling me aaaaaaaaaaaallllllll about exam nerves and I'm all "OI!!! TEACHER!!! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!" because it's not the exam I'm bothered about, it's the subject.

Meh.

Fuck that shit.

I'd really love to be able to get it all sorted before I take the exam on Friday but if not I'll just carry on hating on humanity which is basically what sociology is about anyway.