"Les saisons passent mais de grâce faisons semblant qu'elles nous ressemblent..."

For some reason, I seem to be writing in this blog less and less frequently. It's not so much to do with the fact that my life is particularly busy at the minute, but rather because I simply cannot be bothered. I really am going to have to try to use it more often, because when I write in it now, because I haven't written in it for such a long time, my blogs end up looking like novels.

Since I sounded like a major depresso in my last blog, I'm using this one to redeem myself and prove that I am not, in fact, wrist-slitting and wallowing in self pity every night of my life. That last blog was a one-off ( with regards to wallowing in self pity, of course, not wrist-slitting. I wasn't quite that bad.)

The past couple of weeks have been rather enjoyable. School hasn't been as stressful now that I've got my resit over and done with, and all the extra-curricular crap has died down a bit, meaning that I now have more than five minutes to eat my lunch, thank flipping goodness.
It stresses me out that it's almost February, which means that we've only got about 12 weeks of school left. It's quite a bizarre feeling, knowing that you're coming to a 7-year era, which has made a huge contribution in shaping your personality and life in general. *Scariness*.
In a few weeks, I'm going to bring my camera into school so that i can take lots of reminiscent photos, like at my old locker and the science corridor where Mr McKillen called us bullies etc.

Last week, I had my first experience of being in a car with Sarah driving, needless to say it was unforgettable. The journey was going quite well until Sarah discovered that her wing mirror had been moved, and she couldn't see into it. Sarah being Sarah dealt with the situation with such calmness( note the sarcasm) and screamed " Mel, I can't bloody see. Oh my god, fix it, fix it! This is so dangerous, I'm gonna crash." The height of reassurance. While Sarah sat in an increasing state of hyperventilation, I struggled with the wing mirror, only making matters worse ever time I changed its position. Once that ordeal was sorted, we drove up to the Abbeycentre, looking for a parking space.

Everything would have been completely fine if we'd have been aware of the one-way system parking at the Abbeycentre. As this was not the case, we drove on, like two oblivious idiots and managed to narrowly escape a collision with a car driving towards us. When this trauma occured, Sarah's instinctive action was to slam down hard on the brakes, and mouth " I am so sorry" to the long line of drivers in front of us. What else could we do, after all? Thank goodness the drivers seemed to find the whole thing humourous.
After Sarah had palpitated for a considerable number of minutes, we reversed out and drove off calmly ( over the footpath mind you, but more calmly than we'd been before.)

Friday was Ashleigh's birthday, so a bunch of us headed round to hers to celebrate it.
We spent the majority of our time talking about hot people, but we did make a wonderful discovery; Choeun thinks Jake Gyllenhall is hot. She didn't actually voice this, but the fact that she nodded to the question " Do you think he is hot?" connotes the same thing and, for Choeun having said she fancies any man at all is a very very big deal, my friends.
I spent yesterday in Ballymena, shopping and then at Terry and Norma's for dinner.
I bought a really pretty dress in RiverIsland and even though I probably don't need it, I don't feel the slightest bit guilty about buying it, because it's gorge and we're all allowed gorge things from time to time.

News Flash: I have learnt to play the Wii. Properly. Anytime I've ever played it before, I've sucked so much that I'm out after the first round in any game. Well, I can now say that I have officially won a game- even the tennis game. Yes, you heard me: tennis, which, incase you didn't know, is a sport. It may be a virtual sport, but the methods are still the same and so I consider it a sport.

Well, that's all the exciting news in my equally exciting life. I promise to update you soon.