In regards to the journal title, I just couldn't resist. (A cookie for anyone who recognises the rather obvious reference. ) And yes, I've now got a new account on my favourite website. Okay, I've had this account for a while now, but I'm actually starting to do something with it. At some point.

I just liked the idea of a fresh start, being the perfectionist that I am, and my old account was getting way too cluttered. It just wasn't very 'me'. Yeah, I am that egotistic. Shut up.


I'm in Year 13 now, technically the last year of Sixth Form (though I highly doubt it will be for me), and here was me thinking there'd be some massive role reversal, a shift in the social scale. I guess there sort of has been. I've recently developed a new past-time; taking the piss out of the horribly young-looking Year 12s. Were we really like that a year ago? I bloody well hope not.

Like, by now, pretty much all of my friends have heard of the stupid Year 12 girl from my English Lit class, as I've ranted about her on and off for the past week and a half. She is possibly the most annoying, stuck-up little snot in the Sixth Form- and beyond! It's as though she's picked up on the fact that the majority of the rest of the class is rather, uh, less eloquent than her, ('does the bit in this poem where it says about preparing their arms mean that they're like having manicures, miss?' ) and she's using this to- quite literally- scare away half the class. I'm not kidding. At the end of a lesson last week, I was hanging around to get my EMA signed, and a bunch of girls were hanging around the teacher asking him whether they should drop the subject or not because they didn't understand everything that 'really weird brainy girl' was talking about.

Back to the days of long journals. I sense a hint of irony, there. And I'm also delaying having to do my Psycho homework, because it's big and long and I can't be bothered.



It seems that there have been a lot of discussions floating around the 'net (yup, we're on slang terms. ) about 90's nostalgia- things like Pokemon, really lame kid's TV shows like Hey Arnold! and the like, and it's weird to think of what will define this century. Not to get all reflective or anything. But it's wierd to think back to these years and to predominantly think of internet memes and dA (and Penis Dog, who is now dA's new unofficial mascot), and to think that this is basically what's defining our generation. Sexual openness is everywhere. Imagine if you said the words 'enis dog' to someone back in the 50's or something. They'd probably either run away from you very quickly, or they'd rape you. Either way.

So. Penis dog FTW, lolz. Bewb.