Saturday, September 8, 2012

I Was Told To Stay Away.


When asked the question 'How did you spend your Saturday morning?' the answer "Listening to my neighbours argue" isnt an answer the person expects. You see, I used to live in down town Durban on the east coast of South Africa. That is, until my parents went missing. I was forced to live with my aunt for a while but it became apparent that she was too busy eating/sleeping/inhaling work to look after me. It was decided that I would go and live with my cousin and her husband in London, England. I was told to go and pack up my room; take anything I wanted and leave the rest. The house would stay like that until my parents were found. Packing up my room was a mission. My aunt supplied me with boxes to put my stuff in. I had so many posters on my wall but I didnt think my parents would be found any time soon so I took them all down and with me; my Nirvana, Green Day and My Chemical Romance posters along with various movie posters. I knew as I packed a painting my friend had bought me from Zanzibar, that I would feel sad every time I saw it. I took it anyway. I took all 24 of my CDs and my CD player, along with my Afrikaans dictionary, other school work and my most recent report to show the teachers when I got there. I packed all my clothes and some of my bedding.

My cousin mailed me an Oyster card so I could get to her flat when I landed at Heathrow Airport. My clothes etc were shipped off a week before I went, leaving me with a suitcase of clothes, a book and my cellphone. I was due to arrive just before the beginning of the summer holidays so my cousin would still be able to find me a school. Some of my friends came to say goodbye to me at the airport. I cried a lot and sadly waved goodbye with tears rolling down my cheeks as I walked through passport control. They scanned through my passport, checked my visa and let me through. I sat in the departures area and tried to look like I hadn’t been crying. I went to the bathroom, washed my face and redid my eyeliner.

8 hours later I was in Dubai, taking my shoes off to go through a security check. It was all a bit scary as I had never flown alone before. Another 6 hours later and I was landing at Heathrow. I had to get my passport stamped and have my fingerprints taken and then I headed off in the direction a sign was pointing. I got on a tube and finally arrived at a station about 10 minutes’ walk from my cousin’s flat. I followed the directions she had emailed me and arrived at a tall building. 5 minutes later I was at her front door and let myself in, as she had advised. I went to the room she had said was mine and left my suitcase there. The bed had been made and my boxes of stuff were waiting for me. I kicked off my shoes and fell into the bed, waking when my cousin’s husband walked into my room, home from work.

“Good morning sunshine” was the first thing he said to me.
“Uh, hi...” I replied.
I sat up and got out of the bed. He had his hands behind his back and as he extended his right hand, I saw he was holding something out to me. I took the piece of paper and looked at it. It was a ticket to see Green Day live at the Reading festival in August! I burst into tears and hugged him. He knew how much I loved Green Day.
“We have an interview with a school for you tomorrow” my cousin told me over dinner. “Could you give me your report so I can take it to them?”

I found my latest reports and gave them to her. I went to bed early, still having not unpacked my stuff.
The next morning I was woken up and 8:00AM and told to shower and get dressed. I had a bathroom all to myself as my cousin and her husband’s bathroom was en suite.

The school was the closet school to where my cousin lived. It looked just like all the schools I’d seen in movies. Massive buildings with lots of boy and girls. My school in South Africa had been a relatively small private convent school. I hadn’t been to a co-ed school since I was 6 years old.

The principal was a man called Mr Carter who seemed quite nice. He looked at my report and explained about taking subjects. Most of the other children in the school had to take French 2nd language and German 3rd language. Because I had never done either, I was going to do Afrikaans, via correspondence from an international school back in South Africa. They would mail me my textbooks and at the end of each section I would write a test that I would email to them to get marked. So while the rest of the students were in French and German, I would be in the school library doing Afrikaans. Grand.

Time went on and I slowly unpacked my things, putting my posters up on the walls and reading, playing guitar and listening to music.

Finally the day arrived to see Green Day. I was so excited I barely slept the night before. My cousin’s husband came with me. We took a train straight from London to Reading. The concert was amazing. Billie Joe kept swearing at the organisers when they tried to tell him Green Day’s time was up. Their new songs sounded amazing live and I loved every moment of it. I took tonnes of pictures and posted them on Facebook to show my friends back in South Africa.

Time went by and the school year began. This was weird to me as all my friends back in South Africa were moving onto the last 6 months of the school year.
My school uniform comprised of a black skirt, a white shirt, a blue and red tie and a red blazer. I wore black leggings and black Converse on my feet. I was told that I could wear my hair down, wear any earrings, wear makeup, paint my nails etc which I had not been allowed to do in South Africa.

I took the tube to school and walked to the front office. The lady there told me which classroom to go to and I hurried there. Everyone stared at me as I entered.
“Hello!” said someone loudly.
I scanned around to see who had addressed me. It was a blonde boy who was only slightly taller than me.
“Uh….Hi…” I said nervously.
“Who are you?” said another voice
“Im Sarah... I just moved here from South Africa” I said
A look of dawning comprehension seemed to flow over the kids staring at me.
“Oh, so is that why you’re so tanned?” another asked
“Uh, ja, I am against you guys I guess…” I answered.
“I love your accent!” said a girl with dark brown hair. “Im Holly by the way”
“Hi Holly…” I said feebly.
She looked vaguely familiar.
“Did you go to the Reading festival?” she asked.
“Ja I did” I answered.
“Oh, so that’s why you look familiar…” she said.
“You like Green Day?” I asked
“I FUCKING LOVE THEM!” she answered.
I figured my time here wasn’t going to be as bad as I thought.

To be continued 

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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Hi :)

Alex Evans. one of the hottest emos alive.
So here I am, in computers again and we cant write our exam yet so we're doing nothing. Saskia asked me to mention here so here it goes. Saskia Eggers is sitting next to me and playing a penguin game... She also loves Josh Hutcherson and who can blame her? HE'S HOT! :D

Tayla also asked me to mention her. shes sitting on my right and pointing out all my spelling errors. #annoying. Yes, I do know that you cant #hashtag properly on blogger but anyway.. no one reads my blog so im fairly safe from haters. LOL.

I would attempt to hack my way onto twitte rlike I did last week but yeah my computer's in full view of everyone so :P

YUMMY
Saskia just aked me what a dilf is. AWKARD xD
 
YES ERR YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
And I am about to do my maths homework :3

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Havnt blogged in ages :3

Okay so, I havnt blogged since like... last term? And that was about 7 weeks ago LOL but thats okay cause no one reads my blog anyway so thats all good :P 

<---Cutest giff ever ^_^










Yeah so im in computer right now (second lesson) and ive just done an Afrikaans oral.. mine was quite short.. oh well :3 

The other day, I was searching quotes and I have decided that I really love quotes. I think one my favourite ones is from John Lennon and goes something like this: 
"When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that the meaning of life is happiness. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down 'happy'. They told me I didnt understand the assignment and I told them they didnt understand life"




I have English next lesson... We'll probably read To Kill A Mockingbird (our setwork this term)
When I see this, I always think of the voice from Danger Days xD

My Inspiration ♥















I aspire to become like Ray Toro. He is an amazing guitarist and if I had to meet him, I would probably cry and hug him and tell him that. 
Not sure if he'd understand my accent though...

Wise words of Frank Iero
This is a completely pointless post and I dont know why im doing it? 

Maybe because im being ignored? I dont know :| 

Random thoughts: I am seeing The Parlotones live in 16 days and I havnt booked tickets yet. LOL 

2. Green Day's new album (UNO!) comes out in 32 days :D


3. I turned 15 22 days ago and 15 is my lucky number is 15 :D

4. I met John Van De Ruit the other day and he's actually really cool ^_^ 



<---Someone jsut looked at this and said it doesnt make sense.... Wish people wouldnt read over my shoulder grr


Im hungry.... 

"My homework brings all the Asians to the yard they say 'Its not that hard'"


I Wish I Were A Ghost


Friday, June 15, 2012

Funniest Shit Ever

Okay so I was reading my diaries from grade 5, 6 and 7 and OMG I wrote the most insignificant shit ever HAHAHAH


In one diary I wrote about how I got the highest in the grade for EMS LOL And also the fact that I had detention (LOL-first and last time ive ever had detention)


In another, I said I had to take a dump (not in those words obviously) 


In the 3rd, I wrote quite a few times about how I hated my Afrikaans teacher and I had a mini celebration every day we didnt have Afrikaans LOL 
I also felt the need to write every time I got my period o.O


In my grade 7 diary, my friend Tayla made ID cards for myself and her. It said the following:
Full name:  Sarah Jessica James
Stripper name: Lady Lustyshocks
Bra Size: DD
Current Boyfriend(s): Daniel Radcliffe
No of boys kissed: 999999999999999999999999


I also had the lyrics to Emo Kid stuck in LMAO 


Oh and also, in one diary, my friend Tara had given me some Harry Potter cards and I had put them in an envelope and stuck them in the back 


I also called a lot of people 'cow' and I spelled 'bloody' 'bluddy' LMAO
I was so weird o.O


I was so lame. 
I constantly felt the need to try and be part of the cool crowd and ive realised now (well for a few years now) that im okay not being part of the cool crowd..


And another thing, every Friday I went to youth and every Friday I would write the same thing: "I hope Robbie will go" (I had a massive crush on him for like 2 years) (incidentally, he's now one of my good guy friends) and I used to like my friend's brother Dylan LOL I would constantly be looking for hints to see if he liked me back. I dont think he ever did LOL and I dont blame him. I was probably really annoying lol

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Exams-Art

So I know I havent posted for aeons but thats beside the point. Exams started last Thursday. Tomorrow, grade 9 writes Art and Drama. I have come up with a way to remember what you need to include in your essay.


CC (Stand for Chamber Choir)-Composition and Colour
TL (Stands for Taylor Lautner)-Tonal range and Line
PoT (weed)-Pattern and Texture
and then Scale is on its own :P


Grace cam up with one for the Principles
Harry - Harmony
Potter - Proportion
Rehearses - Rhythm
Ballet - Balance


Ive also heard Happy Potter Bites Rock. What ever floats your boat. Ive heard it said that you learn best by association. thats what has been done in the above.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

CHUTE

My dad told me this cute story earlier and I though id share it ^_^ 


SO this little girl is telling the class about her weekend and the teacher keeps trying to encourage her to use "big" words. 






"I went to see my granny this weekend and.."


"No no dear, you must use big girl words. You must say GRANDMA"


"I went to see my GRANDMA this weekend and I went swimmy"


"No, you must say SWIMMING."


"I went to my Grandma's this weekend and I went swimming and then she read me Winnie The SHIT"




HOW CUTE :D

Saturday, May 19, 2012

The other day...

When I say the other day, it can mean anywhere from literally the other day to weeks ago. So anyway, last week I was having a YouTube sesh and I came across this one "funny" My Chemical Romance video. Okay so parts of it were funny but.


In one part, Gerard (Way) was so drunk he was vomiting in a plant bed:















And Then he was leaning up against a pole and he collapsed into the road:
Then (im  not sure how much later) but the rest of the band walked past and someone helped him up: 






And they took him with them.. I think at one point Frank said "We thought you were dead.."












Afterwards Gerard said "Man I killed so many plants..."


Yeah maybe killing the plants was funny but I sure as hell hope im never so drunk that I vomit and collapse and pass out. 
a) it would be embarrassing
b) who knows what could happen while you're unconscious. 





Im not trying to reprimand Gerard at all because he's a great person but this has just shown me that I never want to be this drunk.