Spice World was a cinematic masterpiece and fuck you for thinking otherwise.
I lost my first tooth while watching this film. It was also the first film I saw at the cinema, but I was too scared of the big screen so just stood at the back while my mum tried to drag me in.
Look at the koala I drew for Tom, I think I’m actually very talented.
Got three kirby grips and a receipt in the lining of my coat
I had fun at spoons and I didn’t know what to do with myself so I bought that dress I like on asos then I remembered it’s always snowing on webcamtoy. I don’t want to group sing at 9am tomorrow. We got the day off today because all the teachers were just somewhere else but then we have to do the singing at 9am then dancing then theory then voice. CHORE.
Why do the people who live above us always do their housework at such ridiculous times? I DON’T WANT TO HEAR YOUR HOOVER AT 11PM ON A FRIDAY.
This is Bernard, you can put him in the microwave but I’m always worried that he is silently suffering.
One of my Christmas presents from Tom was a book called ‘Shake’ with photos of dogs shaking by Carli Davidson. This book has already given me hours of amusement so I thought I would share some of my favourite photos. I particularly love that she is both an internationally recognised photographer and an animal trainer.
Last night I got back from a long weekend in Amsterdam with Tom. Before we went my parents shared a few words of wisdom with me, ‘don’t get hit by a tram’ ‘don’t smoke too much weed and get hit by a tram’ and ‘make sure there isn’t any weed in your bags when you come back’. Well neither of us got hit by a tram, high or otherwise and we got through customs without a trace of weed in our luggage, which I think proves our trip a success. On the contrary to a tram collision, I did feel that I was risking my life every time I had to cross a bike lane. At some points you couldn’t be sure if you were even on the path because they like to disguise the bike lanes as pavement. Also the bikes have a separate traffic light system from the rest of the traffic, which means you have to get across one bike path, one car lane, two tram tracks, another car lane and another bike line every time you wanted to cross the road, with separate signals at each. I’m sure this system makes a Dutch cyclists journey safer than a Londoners, but as a pedestrian you become a paranoid wreck.
Oh and the trams drop you in the middle of the road, which is probably the most dangerous thing about them as they put you in prime cyclist collision position.
So someone hot boxed the lift…