aaaaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhhh

Just had a ridiculously long 4-hour "nap" O_O

Multi-phase sleeping pattern, we meet again.

I seriously need a job if I'm going to go on this inter-railing trip during the summer ;____;

Fúck you printer! All I wanted to do was print off some stuff for my portfolio, but no, a few pictures, in fact even one picture is too much for you and you spaz out and jam after printing half a picture. Bad enough that I only had really short notice to put it together, but this on top of it. Well fúck you!


*is quite angry*

Dear composer of this piece for my flute exam,
Flute players do occasionally need to actually breathe. So you need to give me some opportunities to do that somewhere in the middle of these massive strings of semiquavers, otherwise I'm seriously at risk of passing out.

(This rant has gone on twitter AND facebook so far tonight and is still going strong!)

I should not be allowed leave my house and do things. Oh God I can feel myself becoming severely traumatised by this.

I was babysitting and I started to make popcorn but they only had saucepan popcorn and I only ever make microwave popcorn so like I didn't know how long it was gonna take or even what to expect. Anyway, I was just there, learning a bit of Irish, waiting for popcorn to pop, when the kid comes in and he was like 'is something burning?' and I was like 'hmmm?' and then I opened the saucepan and the popcorn was so badly burnt it had like absorbed onto the pan and the smell was just crazy. So then ensued a few minutes of craziness and me running to the bin with the hot saucepan, trying to empty its contents into the bin but then stuff from the bin started melting into the saucepan because it was so hot and then the smoke alarm went off but thanks to a witty combination of opening doors and windows, it stopped going off. And then I spent about an hour trying to scrape everything off the pan and clean it and really it was going nowhere but I made an attempt and then I just stopped and sat down and it felt like everything in my life had lead up to this moment - surely the moment I would be fired for the very first time. So I tried to relieve my stress by doing soothing things such as texting people asking for advice (replies went along the line of 'hahahaha' and 'man up'), playing Temple Run and praying quite a bit, while trying to ignore the fact that the whole house smelt of horribly burnt popcorn and smoke.

Lolzzz so then the mother came home and when I explained everything and offered to babysit for free for the rest of my life and pay for one saucepan or a whole set of saucepans - heck, I was on the brink of offering to pay her mortgage. Then she looked a bit concerned and laughed a little and patted me on the back and then I think just to console my fears, she told me she needed me for an extra night next week. So I think I still have a job.

This is probably the silliest, most insignificant aaarrrggghhh I've ever posted but that may have been the most stressful hour of my life. I can still feel the effects of the adrenaline...some night for one night.

/sixteen years old

Also my brother mentioned something about maybe putting oil in the saucepan. Heh, I didn't know you had to do that...

Feckin drama.

I'm wise enough to refrain from passive-aggressive facebook statuses but I'll let loose with it here.

soccymonster wrote: »

some people are absoultely dangerous with a camera!!

Cameras on a night out have quickly become my most despised thing on earth

soccymonster wrote: »

it's hilarious yet depressing to see how ****ty looking i get as the night progresses :pac:

Its not even that. Its usually a case of actually talking to someone then the camera person comes up "LETS GET A PICTURE!!". Annoying goons -_-

So sick but can't sleep:( stupid flu thing!!

I forgot today is my mams birthday.Well that was an awkward dinner.

Thankfully I'd already gotten her a present so I could give it to her and not feel as guilty.

The Great Chinholio wrote: »

The skydive will blow the sickness out of you in time for your exam :pac:

*BING-BONG, BING BOOONG*
"Paging Dr. Chinholio to the OR. Dr. Chinholio to the OR please"

Indiego wrote: »

What grade are you? I play flute too

Oooh, I love finding other people who play I'm grade six, you?

Indiego wrote: »

Tis rare to come across people who play XD I'm grade 5, have my exam in a few weeks though :')

Luckyyyy... I normally do the summer exams but my teacher persuaded me to do this lot since "they're normally mid April". This is not mid April. Keeps happening to my music school where they think they'll get the end dates and they get near the start instead...