Off To Essex Today!

Hey,

Today's my last day I'll be able to blog until...Er, August 24th, I think. Today we're going up to Essex, where I used to live. It only takes about two hours to get there. Where we're staying now is basically borderline south-east and south-west of England, and Essex is still south-east. We'll probably end up getting there so amazingly late though as my mother takes forever and a day to pack. The place we're staying is so pretty. It's a little one-story house on a farm. There's a big field behind the house, too, which I can enjoy unlike anywhere in the US because of the stupid mosquito's. And the farm has a dog, which runs around outside. <3

Since it's summer, I have the liberty of being able to talk about what I'm doing and not appear quite as boring, yes? Yes?!

Okay, Friday we went to a zoo around here(Around here meaning a couple of hours away). I decided to do my really pathetic habit of taking several pictures of each and every animal, nearly all of them blurry, to "capture the moment" even though it's not like it's my last time to go to a zoo or anything. The weather was so nice that day -- Most of the weather's been pretty on-and-off around here, but it was rather busy. Considering nearly everyone there was a mother with a baby, I felt sort of out of place. I also felt pretty sick of bumping into push chairs and hearing screaming in the "Please Be quiet; Nervous Animals" sections. And, I got unnecessarily annoyed with my sister as I normally do it zoos because she takes too long. You look for the animal, you find it, you look at the animal, then if it's doing anything interesting which it probably isn't you keep looking, if it isn't you keep on walking. You don't stay for ten minutes hoping you'll see young offspring doing something adorable! But, it was still fun, and I got a cool wooden lizard painted with the African-style colored dots on.

On Saturday we were supposed to go on a picnic with a couple of my mom's school friends. I'm guessing you know how boring it can be when parents get talking about "the good old days", right(To be fair I'm already talking about my "good old days"!)? It started raining so we ended up eating at one of the friend's houses. Their family is one of those old-fashioned, traditional, somewhat up-tight families, which is basically the dictionary definition of exactly what my family isn't. I remember being four or five years old and going there for the first time, and being creeped out by the hundreds of old portraits, but of course I'm over that now. The parents talked for a few hours about high school, Bruce Springsteen, and many weird and questionably "random" things in between. I was expecting to be sent away with the friend's daughter, a year older than me, which considering I barely know her would be the most awkward thing in the world. I'm so glad that didn't happen.

Yesterday we got to go see our grandparents for a bit, and later go rowing. That was really fun. But me and my sister had one oar each and my stroke was a lot stronger so we kept drifting to the left and bumping into people, but lots of people were doing that so it wasn't too bad. And I got ice cream. Cookies and cream, yum. <3

I heard Paparazzi, Lady GaGa's most recent single, and admittedly I quite like it, even if Lady GaGa is an "Expensive hooker" as a YouTube comment put it. That's what most singers are these days, it seems. It was the only song in the fifteen or twenty songs in the Top 40 countdown I liked(Yes, I did listen to it, for once!). I think I'm gonna get The Fame when I'm back in the US. Of course I could get it sooner but I don't think my mom or dad would be too impressed by the idea of disco sticks and such. See, I'm trying not to make a huge flippin' deal out of this music!

Also, I finished A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain yesterday. I'd got my head around the language, and did enjoy it. Even though the character was really pretentious and annoying, he was witty. I'll talk more about it some time.

Gotta go pack now because I left it way too late. I'll probably be able to CBox occasionally at friend's houses. I'll let you guys in on the summer excitement when I can.

Bye! <3

Blogging Time, Yo

Hey guys,





To put a long, complicated story short, we now have a laptop here until Monday--A pretty good one, too. It was finally set up yesterday evening, and of course, I rushed straight to blogger! Well, it was second on third on my list at any rate.





So, how has everyone been as of late? That's something I don't talk about very often here, huh? I'm very self-absorbed, as you'll certainly have noticed, in particular when I'm rambling here.



As for me I'm still enjoying being in England and things.



In particular if you want to know what I've been doing , Saturday me, my mom, and my sister went to a nature reserve in town. I don't like nature reserves without the aid of my iPod, which I luckily remembered, so that was alright. It was partly forest, partly fields, and partly a small pond which made it slightly interesting. At one point I stormed into a special "Please Be Quiet" bird-viewing place, loudly saying "Do you like Blur?" to my mother. The birds heard me, too, though I never found out their opinions on the band.

On Sunday my mom went to see her two BFFs she's known since school. When I say BFFs, I do mean exactly that! They're constantly e-mailing, calling, and texting each other now. They'll be twittering within a few years. I stayed at my grandparents watching the swimming, and got very bored, before finally going home.

Monday we went to what I think is the oldest ancient Roman structure in England. It's a palace, not a villa like most, from an early date of the Roman occupation. We watched a short video, then went around the garden, then went around a small museum about it. I don't like ancient Roman history much, but the museum made every description of every aspect of the building really boring, other than getting to see actual jewelry and tools from the time. Then we went through a large building built over the remains, and looked at a few mosaics. A few were so amazingly well kept, and one only had one small patch missing. My sister spent some time in the children's area that every museum seems to have. But my highlight from the visit was there--There was a small pole where the kids are supposed to stick sticky-notes onto describing why they liked the museum. This consisted of scribbles, many "it was fun because it was fun", a few "I hated It it's so boring an old", a few notes from those 'children' describing how they've loved the place since their first visit in the 70s, and one which simply said "The Romans didn't discover America. Ha."!

Tuesday we went on another nature walk this time around a different pond. It doesn't take long to walk around there, but my sister took an up hill, longer route to find pheasant feathers. While they would surely help out my nonexistent collection in the hopes of creating my own Brandon jacket, it was tiring, and I fell when running down the hill, in front of a family with two young boys, who probably wouldn't have done so. Thank you very much, grip less old Converse.

And Wednesday revolved around one of those rare family-related things that's a bit too personal to blog about. But because of it, we got to have breakfast at McDonalds, which is a first for me. Me and my sister annoyed all the business people having coffee and reading the newspaper by having our drinks declare war on each other(Yes, I know what you're thinking. And, no, I'm surprisingly not a four-year-old boy), went to the beach briefly(Not 'going to the beach' as in the summery bathing suits, ice cream, getting a tan sort of way, but in the English, cold, wet, disappointed it isn't warmer even though it never is, sort of way), and drove around several streets all with the first word being 'Hammy'. In the afternoon we went to my grandparent's town. I got A Snow Patrol album, as I simply can't go into HMV without coming out with some CD or another. There was a small fair near the coast, so I played hook-the-duck ads got a big plastic beach ball. I put the small rope not intended to put around your wrist, um, twisted and stuck around my wrist, and got some funny looks while apparently hugging a beach ball in Marks And Spencers(Somewhat expensive grocery store).

And today a guy came around in the morning to look at the boiler, I obsessed over being able to use Facebook, and in the afternoon we went to a bird place in town. My mom was chosen to have an eagle fly over to her hand in the display which went on for far to long, between birds flying away and not returning for fifteen minutes.



And that's about all there is to it. It's Thursday which of course means MOCK THE WEEK/NEVERMIND THE BUZZCOCKS NIGHT on BBC 2, the absolute highlight of my life. The TV before seven o'clock here is getting rather boring for me at the moment, but I guess it's alright. At night there's always various comedy panel shows, or Dragons Den, or Gorden Ramsay, or a decent documentary, or something, which keeps me addicted. As for music, I've been listening to Snow Patrol, Lily Allen, Noah And The Whale, Blur, and I've now admitted to sort of liking P(!?)ATD's "I Write Sins, Not Tragedies'. I wonder what my parents think when they've heard "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?" a thousand times when I'm online.

PS, the (!?) wasn't a mistake.



Gotta go now, the television awaits. I'm in a oddly weird writing mood, I'm almost happy with what I've said! Must be all the Mark Twain I'm forced to read(Yeah, right). Comment, CBOX, and such xD



Bye,

A Stream Of Consciousness Mood(Rambles...)

I love writing in stream of consciousness; Whatever comes to mind, basically, non-stop. We did this right at the beginning of the school year in English. He hated mine and I thought it was quite good. Too bad I can't spell it...Or spell much, in any case. And I need to stop making typos. And I need to stop thinking about school, which is quite impossible for me at the moment. And I need to stop putting so much thought into what I'm going to write here. That completely defeats the purpose of it. The purpose of it being something more interesting than what I normally do. It's interesting, and fun. I'm glad I'm not starting this one at eleven at night amongst AIM chats like I do a lot. That really sucks. I need to write in my journal tonight. I'm surprised the marker I drew on the cover of my journal didn't fade out. It's good. I need to cover it in hearts and stickers and other typical adolescent things. I like the song Fluorescent Adolescent by Arctic Monkeys. Why aren't I listening to any song this very moment? I listened to my iPod on speaker in the car today. Does anyone know the band Athlete? I'd heard of them before, but they reminded me too much of athlete's foot so I never listened to them. They're actually quite good. I'd heard this one song before--"Half Light". The computer nearly caught a virus from me trying to find the lyrics to that last night. It should have been fine. MacAfee isn't that great. Oh, wait, only one A in McAfee. I should've known that. Brings us back to the typos and stuff. Somehow that reminded me of the Spanish field trip several weeks ago. That was fun. The bus ride sucked. Oh, guess what! Me and my mom are gonna see a Broadway show in November! It's this one with Daniel Craig in. She only wants to see it because she's a fangirl of his. Personally I don't see the appeal, but whatever. I wonder how my dad puts up with it. I can see how I'm such a fangirl. It's in my blood. My mom collected these really expensive pamphlets from old concerts. They were on the floor last night in the spare room. The Police looked like a boy band back then. According to this thing I read Sting is really stuck up. They called it "The Lead Singer Problem " or something. Bono didn't seem stuck up either. I knew Morrisey was, he really is. He's songs are a tad overrated. Brandon isn't stuck up! How dare they! Wikipedia said he wanted to knock bands like Nirvana and Led Zepelling of their pedestal! WTF he never said anything of the sort! Stupid people, get your facts straight. I talk about him a lot. It's weird how when people mention Killers concerts I still get jealous despite having gone to two concerts already. Oh my god, not long until V Festival! I should count. We have a Top Gear calender hanging on the wall. It has good quotes and stuff. Top Gear isn't funny anymore. I wanna read what I've written. I'm reading what I've written so far. Hmm, I thought I'd written more than that. It's the style of writing, I know it. Out of ideas now. I might go into Boston tomorrow to this ship thing. Reminds me of this other ship thing I went to in the summer. I was a annoyed at my mother today. I was annoyed at my mother today. That sounded odd. I should bring my camera and load pictures here. Loading pictures is a pain. Photobucket is annoying. I dislike the picture count at the bottom of the page. Now they're stuck up. I can't be bothered to italicize. I wanna put a CD on. I wanna listen to The Script. Ooh cool my CD holder can hold two CDs in one pocket. Where's the case for The Script CD? That's okay, found it. I like the cover for this. Personally I don't think "Irish soul" is a good description for this band. That's what V Festival called them. The opening track is far too generic for my liking. They have a song called I'm Yours. Jason Mraz has a song called that too. You all know that, I know. Mraz is a weird name. Hayleyghoover likes him. He's alright. Waking Up In Vegas sounds far too generic. When I first heard of it I thought it should sound more unique. Don't Trust Me is unique for a song like that. They're playing at Warped Tour. They were talking about Warped Tour on a music magazine cover at Barnes and Noble today. Weezer were on the cover. They're cool. I need to watch Fuse so much more. Kinda repetitive, though. I'm writing a lot of sentence fragments. 2nd song on this album just started! it reminds me of the Abbey Road When You were Young version. I really wanna visit Abbey Road. It must be hell if you have to drive up there every day to work or something. The Beatles were cool. In the car Don't Look Back in Anger came on, that's by Oasis, and my mom's like "Is this Imagine by John Lennon?" and then when I tell her it isn't she knows all the words of it. That's weird. I've never actually listened to Imagine. It's supposed to be good. I love cliche songs. The Script DEFINITELY are not Irish soul. The verses in this are almost like rapping, but not. I'll write until the ed of this album. That'll be far too long. Maybe half way through. I need to check Facebook. No one'll be on at this time. My sister just joined ACC. She's gonna be such a n00b there. She'll never survive. God, I miss that website. I ate too much today. I worry about my weight too much. I went looking for a book on my school reading list today, and every shop didn't have them. That sucked. I wanna read the Mark Twain one. I first read a Mark Twain passage at the end of 4th grade, and I had no idea what the heck was happening. He was doing something with a Beatle at church. Haha, I just capitalised 'beatle'. John Lennon, Ringo Starr...Er, this is even weirder than before. I feel like I should be hyper but I'm not. Charles Dickens is incredible. I like his writing style more than most. I read the intro of Great Expectations in Barnes and Noble today. That's how I write in my dreams. Not in actual dreams. Why do we call both 'dreams'? That sentence made little sense, again. I love this. My thoughts flicker a lot. That's probably because I'm an introvert, at least partly, that's quite common. Introverts are cool. I think Charles Dickens was an introvert. And Charles Darwin. I think I'm getting my research crossed. My mother says I have an encyclopedic knowledge of music. I don't; It's called Wikipedia, mom. She's quite annoying. That's because I'm such a teenager. When does Harry potter come out? I wanna see that. Did you hear, the two Twilight people broke up? Kevin Jonas' marriage will never last. Danielle something. Something with a D. On YouTube WHATTHEBUCKSHOW said "Same letter initials are bad news, Lindsay Lohan". And then he's like, "But this is worse. We'll call her double D. Does that mean she has big boobs?". That's awesome. He has good quotes. He speaks like I write now. People who talk too slow on YouTube bug me. I shall write for one more song, and that's it. This'll be amusing to read back.What avatar will my sister pick for ACC? Something stupid. She's obsessed with fish on ACC. She can barely move in her house now, she has so many. That WHATTHEBUCK quote...Should I take it out? I won't. My sense of humour is odd. It can be very dark at times. Most people would hate it, think there's something wrong with me. There probably is something wrong with me. Yeah, that's what everyone says. People who boast weirdness 24/7 are annoying. That's most people. Middle schoolers are really annoying in general. I really wanna go to high school, but also I really don't. I wonder what 8th grade is like. Why am I talking about school AGAIN? Putting labels for this will be very difficult. Should I even do it? I wanna read. I wonder what books my mother owns. I talk about her loads here, little does she know. No where around here sells Starsailor. Wait, I always talk about music. I should talk about something else. Jeff Buckley. I have no idea. Rufus Weinwright is cool. Michael Jackson is scary. and I have probably scared everyone who started reading this off. Bye <3