Freedom tastes like chocolate pudding.

It’s official: my second-to-last school year is officially over. I am now officially on summer holidays. Isn’t that officially awesome?

So, I went to school today for about two hours to get my report card (the actual process of handing out the report cards took about five minutes, but nevermind, my school is a great fan of sitting around pointlessly). I did pretty good this semester, actually, and I’m rather proud of myself because it took me a shitload of work to get to these results. At least it was worth it (well, mostly), but I intend to do even better next school year (my last school year. Oh, God.). I always say that, but since it’s my last chance and all next year…I don’t know. It’s six weeks until then, which of course seems like forever now but is not actually that long. Not like I care about that now. Six and a half weeks of summer! Wooohooo! Except, I think I’m going to skip that “wooohooo”-part for now because right now I am way more tired than excited. So, excuse me while I go for a late-afternoon nap.

Pirate overdose and two lists

It’s a long weekend! To celebrate this, my friends and I re-watched all of the first three “Pirates of the Caribbean” films yesterday. We started at 3pm and were finished around 10.30pm. It was really good fun, and now I will now what actually happened in the first three films when I go and watch the new one. (Although I still didn’t get entirely get all of At World’s End, because by then everybody was getting a little bit cheerful and distracted.) So this is what I noticed while watching:

1. I really don’t like Orlando Bloom. At all.

2. Johnny Depp will always be Captain (!) Jack Sparrow to me, no matter what.

3. Keira Knightley has a really large jaw. And is overrated. I mean, she’s okay, but there are far better actresses than her.

4. Why didn’t Elizabeth just go with Will on the ship at the end of the third film?! There wasn’t even a proper explanation given – and no, “she can’t go where you’re going to” is NOT an explanation. Major plot hole.

5.  I still don’t get why the crew of the Flying Dutchman was gross and fishy when Davy Jones was the captain, but became normal when Will Turner took over.

6. “Bootstrap Bill” is a crap nickname.

7. The film music is absolutely goooorgeous.

 

And, because I’m bored, a list with what I need/want to do today:

1. Do my homework and start studying for my Latin test on Tuesday. Get the unpleasantness out of the way.

2. Find away to access my Youtube again. For some reason it froze, and all I access now is this, which is what I was listening to when it broke down:

Of all Muse songs, why did it have to be Popcorn? I like it, but I’ve listened to it about twenty times now, and I can feel my brain slowly turning into jelly.

3. Get some writing done. I’m slowly starting to get my own pace back and write regularly again, and I don’t want to risk that by not writing for too long.

4. Read. If I continue reading at this pace, I will finish the book I’m currently on sometime next year.

Did I mention that I love extra free days?

Fail…

It seems like I only ever blog at the times when there’s nothing going on in my life I could actually blog about. In more “exciting” times (I doubt that my life has ever been that exciting) I just kind of…don’t blog. I don’t know. Since my last blog, times have been a liiiittle more eventful.  We used to have a dog, and now we don’t. I’m going to Canada this summer. I’m going to Rome this summer. I’m going on a White Lies concert with my friends, and it’s going to be awesome. A sight for sore eyes and a view to kill. And the singer is kind of cross-eyed.

So that’s good. School is pretty hectic at the moment. I have to re-read and understand a very odd book for German class until Wednesday. Ive been watching an unhealthy amount of America’s Next Top Model, and enjoying every minute of it. We turned in our short film some weeks ago, and oy, it was bad. We’re planning the next one and I really hope that it’s going to be better than the first one. A LOT better.

I’ve recently finished England, my England by D.H. Lawrence and I really liekd it. The next book waiting for  me to read is Ideal World by a German author whose name I’ve forgotten. But first I have to finish the one for school (the really, really confusing one). And before that I’ll be off to visit my grandparents with my parents today. And I really need to take a shower before that, so that’s it with my blogging for today.

Easy, there.

So, I am a week into my summer break so far, and I love it. The weather’s been pretty crappy for the last few days, of course, but to be honest, I couldn’t care less. I’m as chilled out as I haven’t been in months. I can go to bed, get up, eat, read, write, play “Virtual Villagers” and go for a walk whenever I feel like it; School doesn’t manage to sneak into my thoughts every other minute, which is incredibely relaxing; I have three driving lessons this week. What do I care if the weather is pants?

There isn’t an awful lot to write about, really. All I can say is that this is what I’ve fantasised about on the endless winter afternoons where I was spending hours and hours studying for class tests.

I’ll leave the sun behind me…

…and I’ll watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by…

Mmmmh. Smells like holidays. Anyway.

Two days ago, the weather was nice. Today, the weather’s nice, all sunny and summer-y and happiness-inducing. Yesterday, however, it was raining buckets all day. Coincidentally (I’m really proud of myself that I knew how to spell that word without looking it up), yesterday was one of those days when I absolutely needed good weather, because me and my best friend and a bunch of people from our school were going to see “Aida” (Verdi, you know *pretends to know a lot about opera*) on an open-air stage. Well, as it happens, the performance was only going to happen if the weather was dry (which it most definitely was not), but the final decision wasn’t made until 8.30pm, which made us stand around in the pouring rain for several hours, watching some weird Austrian band with admittedly hilarious dance moves. Like anyone with ankle-high water in their shoes (which was about 75% of the people there, and the rest were wearing flip-flops) might have suspected, the rain didn’t stop, the opera wasn’t performed, what still doesn’t explain why neither the bus nor our non-organised teachers entered the scene again until 9.30pm. Gosh. Well, we did make it back home eventually, but my suspiciously achy head and throat make me think I probably caught a cold during the process. Great. It’s definitely not flu season, for crying out loud.

To the more enjoyable things in life. As you might have noticed from the title of this blog entry, I’ve recently re-discovered my obsession for The Kinks. Their music is awesome, and I admire the creativity of the Davies brothers. (One thing that constantly irks me, though: What on bloody earth makes parents go, “Hey, our last name is Davies, why not call our son David Davies”?!) Plus, it’s fun to read about all those fights they had on stage. I’ve also got myself some new music today: I just downloaded “Here comes my baby” by Sons of Admirals, plus the new album by Alex Day. Yay! for me spending money I should actually save for my driver’s license! What can I do, I’m a Youtube fan girl.

Finishing the race

Less than two weeks until summer break. I’m literally counting down the number of lessons still left until then, especially the French and Physics ones: after this year, I’ll never ever have to take those two again. Hooray! God, I hate Physics. And French. (And the respective teachers.) I believe my report will be quite good this year…well, I hope, but it’s actually looking good. It’s kind of weird having just a couple of school days in front of me and then this big massive gap called “holidays”. My friends and I are going to Spain on holiday, and I’m going to stay some days with my grandparents. It’s amazing how something that appears endless can actually pass really quickly.                 I had my second driving lesson today. Like the first one last week,  it was awesome, but this time driving felt less surreal and more like I could actually learn how to do it properly. Today my best friend and I had a lesson together, which was fun, and I drove 50mph, a fact about which I’ve been bragging all day.

Handsomer

School today sucked big time. Six useless random lessons,   a vocabulary test and then a visit to a brewery where each room smelled more awful than the one before. I’d never thought that making beer could smell so bad.

And then, as if I wasn’t drained enough already, I have to go to driving school in less than an hour. Technic stuff. Ewww. Bad enough that I’m bad at all Physics and/or Technis related things we do in school, now they expect me to know that kind of stuff in driving school, too. Maybe I’ll book my first driving lesson (involving actual driving) today. I want to be able to drive so badly! I think I probably suck at it, but a lot of people are. Especially around here.

I still don’t think “handsomer ” is an actual word.

Huh?

Whoah. I woke up today unsuspectingly, and Ta-DA, I had a blog. How the hell did that happen? And I wasn’t even drunk, although I get drunk very easily.

The bad news is:  I’m still tired because I was woken up this morning at seven o’clock by our barking dog and wasn’t able to go back to sleep afterwards. The good news: I’ve decided to stop whining about it and instead get some blogging down, following my motto: Blog while you still want to.

Today aaaall the people in the little town I live in celebrate the annual “Street Party” thing. For most people it consists of going to flea market in the morning, eating all kinds of greasy food, getting really bad sunburn, listening to terrible brass band music and getting so drunk that by midnight they don’t even find their way home in the town they’ve lived in for years. This year, my parents bribed me into going into town with one of only two things I can be bribed with: food. Since otherwise I wouldn’t have had anything for lunch, I went with them, had some curried sausage (insert innuendo right here) – and met my brother’s girlfriend! He’s been making a major mystery out of this relationship, what I completely understand, because our parents can be awfully embarassing. But his girlfriend seemed nice enough. Not what I expected, but hey, as long as it gets him out of the house (hopefully soon permanently…)

Later today I’ll hopefully watch the worldcup, Argentina against Germany. I think Argentina will win, to be honest. How very un-patriotic of me.

But, in the meantime, I have to study. Yay. Maths. Yaaaaay.