Christmas Gift Guide

This weeks pointless problem...

It's just the average western 1st world dilemma. Which one?

or...

Listening to:

Busted - Year 3000

11/11/11

I wish...

...and world peace, please.

Billy, Me & You

First things first, I have been terribly busy... With... School and stuff, so sorry about the lack of posts! *groan* so... much... revision... But I have managed to drag myself away from the joys of homework to write a little bit about mum's new book! Here you go:

Nicola Streeten (A.K.A my mum) has just launched a graphic novel about the death of her son and the four years of her life it took over, (OUT NOW!) and I was lucky enough to be at the book launch. As me and dad came (straight from school on the train) towards Corrine's house, right next to the British Museum, we could already see a few people stood in the window. Little did we know that a few hours later you wouldn't be able move for the amount of people clinking glasses and queuing to get their fresh new book signed. It went on from six to eight, the reuniting of mum's old friends, the congratulations from new ones. It was a rather jolly event, unlike the (apparently) heart-wrenching stuff packed inside the yellow cover. I, of course, haven't actually read it yet (I am working my way through every single previously existing graphic novel so that when I finally come to Billy, Me and You, I will be able to judge it honestly and fairly. And I haven't really had the time.) but I have heard raving reviews of it, where people have written in/called in tears from the gripping tale.

Sounds like your thing? Want to try something new? You can buy it by clicking HERE or popping into a Foyles or Waterstones.

harry potter

Okay, I have a confession to make. Since a few days ago, I had only seen two films and never read any books. I basically assumed it was rubbish (I can't remember either film, and strongly disliked any fantasy/magic type thing like that)... Well, all this changed a few days ago when I convinced dad to buy me the first book! I really don't know what spurred this on, I think I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. (I am pretty late in realising anyway; even the true potterheads have died down a bit!)

Three days later, and I am begging for the next one after hardly putting the book down. I'm not really sure what it is about it, it's not particularly well-written (let's just say if i wrote the first few pages in my English exam, I wouldn't be top of the class...) but it has instantly likable characters, and a gripping plot... Well, that's what I think anyway!

Tattoo

Just pictures today.

eBay is my saviour

I have tried to use eBay before... To buy a Tamagotchi... I'm not too sure I really got the whole spirit of it though, as I was only little and I don't think I really understood the concept of money, let alone gambling it on pretty much any item over the internet. So after that day, I haven't touched it. Until last week.

As I mentioned in my previous post, I have developed a 'thing' for shoes, so I was searching Google for some orange high top trainers and somehow came across these beauties on eBay.

It was love at first sight. I think they put me in a trance and I'm pretty sure I was just sat there staring at them on my screen for about ten minutes... Now I don't know if it's just me that feels like this about them, but they are rare Puma's... and were only up for £8 including postage...

But I didn't bid yet; I has heard about this whole bidding lark and decided to wait until the last minute to put in my offer. Since it ended the next day and had already had two bids on it, I thought that was for the best.

So after spending the whole next day not being able to wait until I got home so I could spend some money, I settled down to my computer and typed in my bid. As soon as I had done so, the price rose... I tried again and the same thing happened... I waited. Those twenty minutes were the tenses ones of my life.. And then finally, in the last minute, I entered my offer and won! It was my first proper buy on eBay. Pretty successful if I do say so myself.

We've got our obsessions...

A few months ago, I would never be able to understand people that are obsessed with shoes... I thought shoes were pretty much only for protecting your feet and if anyone commented on the fact that 'all women love shoes' I would dismiss it as an ill-informed, sexist comment. Today, however, while I know this isn't always true, I have suddenly become slightly obsessed with what to wear on my feet...

Don't worry too much though, I'm not the average person as you will never catch me in high heels... I obsess more over sneakers. (No, I'm not American, but the word 'trainers' just brings up images of gym goers and professional sports people. As I try to avoid exercise, this is not what I buy them for.) Converse, high tops, bright colours and unusual shapes are among some of the things that pull me in.

So! Why the sudden interest in all this superficial stuff? Hmm.. I would put it down to a phase in life that will probably happen to everyone. I think it is part of growing up. (Well, this is what I tell myself so I don't feel as guilty spending all my money on shoes anyway..)

winged trainers, mickey mouse trainers, dr martens, black converse, lazy oaf creepers-sold out, blue creepers, white converse, leopard creepers, other creepers,

Maths exam

Lately I have been very busy with exams... Thursday was a mock Maths and Friday I had an English controlled assessment... I am still keeping my fingers crossed for a good English mark, but I know I got an A* in Maths! Let's just hope it goes that well in the real thing.

The day after I found out, we went to the Frieze art festival and coincidently, we stumbled across this A* piece of art.

p.s. to find out more about our 'adventure' at Frieze, take a look at Nicola's blog