Poll results!!!

Sorry, almost forgot, The results of my poll!!!! Well, Mr.Darcy and Iggy. I guess Fang and Edward have a way to go after all. The other thing is that a male writer wrote about Iggy. Maybe men do know what constitutes a girl's idea of good looks. Either that or pot luck. Of course, Darcy has romance- killer attraction. Any ideas for new polls?? let me know. My friends on Max-X, please comment, you can anonymously now and I miss you! MissLotti, I know you'll give me some ideas. AussieBum??? Ok, later!

Sleepovers and Australians-a brief insight

Hello. Again. I'm really excited. My bizarre life has taken another unexpected turn. I'm going to stay at Cambridge university! Which sounds almost as insane for a young teenager as it feels. I'm overly excited, but nervous too. Trust me to trip over or something in front of the most people at once. Oh well, fingers crossed. But you're probably wondering about the title, and if I'm going to relate it to the content of this post. I figure I probably should. A friend of mine, one of the ones that threw the party, invited me to her party. Her birthday was in December but we're all up for belated celebrations, especially when it means a chance to dress up. What can I say, my hormones are getting the better of me. Anyway, we went to quite a nice restaurant, although to my intense disappointment, the desert selection wasn't huge. (there were a choice of 2 sweets, or cheese. The brownie's were nice though) We had more estrogen than a charged up hen party, and I'm not sure the confined space was great for noise levels, but it was a real laugh. We went back to her house, and after a chick flick or so the burglar alarm went off. At 2am. That was OK though, since half of us were on a video chat to our host's Australian cousin, whilst the other half (including me) took advantage of the bathroom's under floor heating. Eventually we all got to sleep, then left the next morning, with half of us still in pj's. I got a lift back, and now I'm complaining about being trapped here to anyone who'll listen. There's nothing like hide and seek to remind you of freedom. Till next time! I'm hoping to get a hit counter so I know how many people have been on this, because I have no idea, by the way.

I'm back!! again...

Hi, I'm back!! I'm sorry, I seem to be becoming continually more and more neglectful of my poor blog. Oh well. If you want to read you'll forgive me, I hope. So...boarding. Yup, actually, it's kind of good. I have just realised how incredibly busy it is though. I mean, wow. I thought I was busy before. Then I found out about boarder's games and studies. We all have our failings. I also saw a football match. You can say I'm type casting, but I've got to admit, I didn't expect a football match in the derelict top gym of a private English boarding school to comprise of the top footballing nations in the world. South Africa, Germany, Spain, Australia and of course, good ol' England all turned up for the show. Except, the South African was about 6, and the two English players consisted of my brother and myself- let me tell you, my coordination is not only poor, it has repeatedly earned itself the right to a health warning. Any hoo, other than that, they threw me a surprise party!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was so awesome, really really cool!!! As for the more surreal side of my life, I had a happy birthday sung to me from Kaoshiung, Hong Kong, Australia, Spain and Somerset. Yeah- I know. Plus my Dad's organising for me to spend some time at Cambridge, which will be awesome if I get on top of my organisation and get it sorted. I got a LOAD of cards, so not all of them have been stuck up, but heaps of people said they read my blog so there- it's not just junk, it's (another) means of international communication. Hopefully my friend who lives near York will kidnap me from school soon,because I miss him. He has an awesome girlfriend too (by the sounds of it) and if she's good enough for him, I definitely want an introduction. I recently went to a disco. It was great, two of the Aussie gappies had a dance off (no one was really dancing except for the loonys: me and my two friends, one of whom is Spanish). It was really cool, and all these little kids coupled off, sorry, I hope I'm not too mushy, but I had to admit it was sweet. In answer to MissLotti, that's a really thoughtful idea, sadly I don't do servitude, hows about giving her the 2p I have left after my shopping trip and the cinema? Back to the blog though. It seems I have a party to go to again, and it's great- I'm worried about dressing down too much or dressing up too little. Oh well. I'll live...as long as I don't wear stilettos. It seems my taste in the opposite sex is intercontinental- hey, a life of travel can affect you in more ways than one! At the moment though, not to sound cliched (I can't get an accent on this thing) I feel like a caged bird. Still people are helping with that, and I suppose it's given me time to refine my non existent social skills. Anyway, better be off, cheerio chaps, and please comment!

I'm back!..from the abyss

Hi!! I'm back. Sorry I didn't update very quickly. I mean, I could bore you with the catch ups: Canoeing to a deserted village; climbing in abandoned houses; getting picked up by a gorgeous American stranger; having dinner at the Hong Kong football club (amazingly down Sports Road); being thrashed by a seven year old with the same name as my brother at bowling; eating in an Italian restaurant in Hong Kong for dinner on New Years Eve; then falling asleep before New Year; seeing the best film of all time- Twilight; or cirucmnavigating the globe with no one but a 12 year old with a better sense of direction than me. But I'm worried you might get uninterested, so I'm just going to pick up from here, okay? It's really great certain people are reading my blog, hi Cazz!!! Hi Heather!! I'm glad I'll be able to update you, and I'm sure you'll gather from you're knowledge of me and past exploits what is fact and what is fiction. I've started boarding at boarding school. It's actually kind of good. I have to admit I was a bit worried. I mean, who actually wants to live in school. I hear you echo my sentiment. Well, as it turns out, I do. Seriously, I know that sounds insane, but get this, wake up at 7.15am, have breakfast at 7.45, get cleaners to clean the dishes and take out the dishes and hang out in your room reading magazines and listening to music. Plus I get to hang out way more with my friends who board, and the others, feeling sorry for me, are inviting me to their houses even more often. I mean, I feel wanted! Plus so far, I've only got lost 3 times- and all I'm missing are hair ties, tights for cadets and a birthday present for a friend. Oh, and on my first day, I lost the key for my massive box of clothes in 15 MINUTES. So we got our friends to come in to school, on the last day of the holiday, at 6PM. Shortly after I used the spare key provided by said friends to open my trunk, I found my original key, UNDER MY BED. I know, don't ask. Anyway, it's the end of break, so I've got to wrap it up. Till next time!!! Please comment!!!!