As we are about to enter the period called "Study Leave" aka "who's having a party", I lay surrounded by Maths Papers and empty boxes, which used to be full of beautifully decorated cupcakes, all scattered at my feet laughing at me saying "I knew she would not keep to that new years resolution" and yesterday instead of revising I was reading and old copy of Vogue and it turns out that I want to look like a punk or and ageing rock star. Talking of punks they seem to rage against the system and cause anarchy wherever they go but, correct me if I am wrong, but was not the whole punk movement created by Vivian Westward to sell clothes, she put the sex pistols together thus selling cool, but overly priced, t shirts to the masses. See Mother this is why I never do my school work you buy me magazines and I have to read them from cover to cover spreading my meaningless judgement carefully over each page.
This is going to be a short post as I have to learn the whole chemistry syllabus so back to the drudgery of being a GCSE candidate x
When you are put in an exam situation, most people's minds start to wonder, while my brain often has the Kumars and Gareth Gates warbling though a Charity song, much to my displeasure.
I try to drift of onto other things mainly "how many tiles are on the floor", and "why do I write so fast!" well during my PE exam, or how may Grandfather brilliantly put it, "A what ... an exam ... about PE ... but that's physical education!" I got onto the question, at what point did I decide to stop listening to mundane girl bands sing bubble gum pop, the sort of music often played at a 1990's children's disco's, the same ones that when the party is over the teachers turn on the lights and laugh as they make all children squint at the sudden beam of light which blazes into their eyes, they then hush the boisterous pre-teens for silence, slowly they call out your name followed by the order "You can go your mums here".
At what point did it occur to me that music, in all its shapes and forms ... is brilliant! Was it the first chord to the Killers "Mr. Brightside" way back in 2004, or was it when, by accident, I picked up my first copy of NME and fumbled my way through its music filled pages, or was it as my mother put it, "The day you stopped being a bloody tomboy, and discovered boys!" also on this day I discovered Fashion, films, Comedy, Cake baking, London, My vanity, Make up, I can brush my hair. I discovered more that day than Christopher Columbus, oh I forgot I also found out about him.
That has got me thinking who was my first celeb crush, I think it was Dec of off "Ant and Dec" the SM:TV years, It was the classic 1990's curtain haircut that did it for me. I still get a little twinge whenever I think about Wonky Donkey, (The premise of the game was very similar to that of Catchphrase. The example the presenters always gave to explain the game was 'Wonkey Donkey'. It was a small toy donkey with one leg missing. Thus, it was a wonkey donkey. Every week, something similar was shown to the viewers who rang in to guess what it was. The golden rule was it had to rhyme.-wikipedia )