France, Pimm's and ties.

I do not appear to have written a blog entry for a while, which is a complete crime! I really am awful. This should be quite a long entry, so it will make up for any other things I could have posted.

Last week from Monday to Friday I was in France on the year nine French trip. (There were spare places so they decided to ask year tens) It was quite fun. Better than school at least, though I had a total of one shower throughout the whole of the five days. ONE. The shower wasn't really that nice, hence the fact I chose to be unclean. Amazingly, on one of the days when I woke up my hair was scarily soft and shiny, even though by that time it should have been incredibly disgusting and greasy.

Surprisingly, I didn't actually spend all of my money. That is rather unlike me, but never mind! I did buy some things though, including Cosmopolitan on the ferry back (in English, of course) which I read out loud on the coach, because I am cool like that.

I did not get any pictures at all! This was because me being the silly moomin I am forgot to put the memory card in my camera. Or pack it at all for that matter. This irritated me because I wanted to take lots of photos, but I would not have been able to get them onto my computer because I do not have the right sort of cable. I might somewhere in the house, but it's not really very easy finding things in my house. Why did I not buy a disposable camera? I do not know. I also forgot my razor, but was strangely un-hairy when I got back home.

I got home at about ten to eight, meaning I could not go to Explorers, which was quite annoying because I really wanted to go. It was a Murder Mystery thing. GRR! I did have a lovely shower at about ten past ten though. Once again my hair was shiny and soft! But not quite as shiny and soft as it had been.

On Saturday, I went to my Aunty Sue's house. I love it there very much. We went on a walk where my shorts decided to be mean and uncomfortable. We drank Pimm's. Or at least, I TRIED to drink Pimm's, but after lending mine to my aunt so I could take a picture (she had already finished hers) it had disappeared. Where to? Her stomach. Yes, she had drunk mine too. After this, she gave me some more but by this time I could not be bothered to drink it anymore. I'm not sure what happened to it.

It was very sunny and the heat was slightly unbearable, but I lived! I came home on Sunday evening, equipped with Twinings tea and chocolade hagel and something or other hagel and some 'Fruity Bytes'. LOL.

And now, some news. Today I got my year eleven tie, which is quite scary because it makes me feel old. It also reminds me of funerals. Maybe because it is black?

Well... can't really be bothered to write much more. May write another entry tomorrow, so there is something to look forward to. Woo I am in ICT. Ooh how fun.

Goodbye my pretties! Robyn xxxxx

Buses, Ally and clothes

This blog entry was compiled by Alex and Robyn: Today Alexandra Alice Standing and Robyn Martha Hawkins caught a total of four buses. Four. Four buses! This was due to a little tiny mistake Ally made. She went to pay for something in a shop and realised...... SHE DID NOT HAVE HER PURSE. How awful. So there was that moment of panic wondering where on Earth it had disappeared to. "What if it's been stolen?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!" That moment lasted for ages. From the time we realised the purse was missing up until the point where we got back to Ally's (where she got stressed and started shouting and screaming because she could not see it) and I found it. Ally rewarded me for being so fantastic by giving me a plastic watch. The kind with ballbearings that you have to get to rest in the little grooves. Oh yes. It does not, however, tell the time.

After this huge ordeal we decided to rest our aching limbs for a few moments whilst we ate Pom-Bears (of which Robyn did fantastic impressions), and drunk Pimm's and lemonade as we sat and cooled off. After this, we continued our endeavours to actually get into town and do some shopping, and so we stood at the bus stop near Ally's house. Turns out, she'd never actually been to this bus stop before and therefore did not know which buses came here. We suddenly saw a bus approaching, but in our short-sightedness, could not see the number. Panicking, Ally shouted "Glasses! Get your glasses out! Quickly! Hurry! It's right there! COME OOOOONNNN!!", and so Robyn quickly rushed into her bag and tried to shove her glasses on top of her sunglasses, which did not help, and after Robyn started to say "Oh... Oh dear! I can't see. Nope. Nothing.", Ally interrupted with a sharp "GIVE THEM TO ME! QUICK!" and proceeded to snatch them from her. We did then discover that it was indeed the 902, and we got on it and sat down.

In town, the first thing we did was go into the Bullring and get a Boots meal deal each. They are the food of God! GOD! You can imagine him up there on his big old cloud nibbling at his cheese and three bean wrap and chunky chocolate with blueberries. You know he does. So after that we decided to go and carry out the long winded yet immensely satisfying task of clothes shopping. We wandered round many shops, where Ally stressed about how flared some jeans were, Robyn attempted to squeeze into size 6 shorts (and failed), Ally tried to walk in stilettos, Robyn DID walk in stilettos, Ally bought leopard print shoes, Robyn wanted leopard print shoes, Ally bought a scarf, both bought belts and necklaces from Primark, both bought tops and Ally bought jeans. The jeans are like SEX. Better than, actually. They're so nice. They're exactly the ones she wanted. And they'd been reduced, like, from £45.00 to £19.99. She loves them. They are from GAP, and they're called Skinny Coupe Cigarette. She likes them because she likes the word 'skinny' attached to something on her person because she is not skinny. (She is far from fat!)

At the end of the day, we went to Costa in Waterstones where Robyn drank peppermint tea and Ally sucked the teabag. Then we got the bus back to Ally's where we ate Chinese while watching The Mighty Boosh.

And now we are here! HERE! WRITING A BLOG ENTRY WHATSIT! So, until next time my little fluffsniffers, Ally and Robyn. xxxxx