arrrttttt.

the title defines my day sort of.

on the bus my salad leaked all over my bag. it reminded me of this time in high school in year 8 my drink leaked all over my tuna sanwich, and it went all soggy. my bag was by the radiator too so the whole class smelt of it. it was really embaressing when i had to carry eveything in my teachers sainsburys carrier bag. it was all see through :/

my first lesson was photography. toby did another lesson where he spoke alllllll the way through. me and leyla were laughing all the way through. i tried so hard to hold it in but it just didn't work. like i yawned, and i just heard leyla say "bless you"
and i made the most ridiculous noises ever.
leyla was busy texting whilst toby was explaining stuff about a picture of a drunken man falling over. toby then interupts leylas texting by saying "what do you think of this picture?"
and leyla said "she looks busy"
note what i bolded before.
toby was just like "he's not busy, HE'S falling over"
i laughed so loud, i think my face was actually purple too. i'm glad that room had like no lights on.

at lunch leyla ditched me, and some disabled beacon hill kid sat behind me and tapping my sholder and waving at me. he was the one who threw up in someones packed lunch box so i was scared he'd do something out of the blue. but the care woman told me to tell him off, and i was thinking "NOO, what if he lashes out on me?!"
it was hilarious though!

then enrichment with louise. she told me that she hates ALL punk music, their sub-genres and everything, which actually pissed me off in a way. so i let her play her sort of music to me. i forgot the band name. it was this hardcore metal song, like killer guitar riffs, and i was thinking "eh, it's not bad." since i CAN handle a little metal. only the proper stuff (e.g. anthrax, slayer..)
then all of a sudden, this pagen or irish dancing music was playing. WHAAAAT. it sounded like the music off the wickerman had been played over it. it did not make sense or suit at all.

but seriously. talk down about punk music to me, and i would HAVE to prove you wrong. she said 'it's all the same'. you could say that about anything you're not intrested in, you have to give it a fucking chance!
punk was one of the first rock genres, it inspired some of the best bands of today, weither it punk or not. punk almost certainly inspired metal. ARGHUKGDUIEDFIUVIUEV.

after that i got the bus with leyla to the byker/manors area to this cinema place. it was closed aka, leyla and i were too shy to ring the bell.
so we went to the baltic. there was only one exibtion on. there were like 8 videos of a woman in different capital cities of the world. obviously i was facinated with the new york one, and leyla liked the tokyo one. it was fun. the nigerian one was hilarious, they were all staring at the camera as if it were a bomb or something.
and we decided we need to go back for more exibitions. it really excited me. i wish i was more of an art fan. i mean i actually do love art, but i hardly ever look into it anymore other than for college reasons. i've always wanted a career connected to it, but it's so difficult these days, i gave up thinking. oh and there's no way i'm getting the tattooing apprentiship at this rate. my work has went down hill totally.

we then went to waterstones to find the new post secret book, again. they didn't have it, but we found the books. someone left a secret in. it was exciting. me and leyla both left secrets in too. i'm guessing the lady sitting reading in the corner will probably have a look at them haha, nevermind. we're going to borders tomorrow to see if anyones left any in the books there. and maybe leave some more!

when i got home joe was here. we just talked really, i was busy getting on with my photography, making my sketchbook look full. we have to do a presentation to the whole class tomorrow. i'm obviously going to end up in hysterics cause of leyla.
seriously. toby probably thinks we're lesbian lovers or something, and he hates it.
he's starting to remind me of the science teacher i had in year 10 and 11. everyone totally took advantage of him and took the piss out of him in whatever way possible. the funniest way was when they locked him out the class. everyone was laughing for about 5 minutes, then when everyone stopped he said "can you let me in now?"
and everyone just laughed for aaaages again. he looked like he was going to cry.


anyway, today was totally enjoyable.