hair comparison.

before:


that is the picture that inspired me to get a haircut. urgh, what the hell happened to my lovely hair, especially on there? ):
haha hello nadine! :P

after:


yeah the after picture is a bit shit, but it's the only one i've got.
now all i need is to bleach the fringe, green it, then black the rest. then ultimatley tastey looking hair.

god bless catastrophe.

today was good.

i had soooo much sleep! my mother gave me a lift to college too, and dropped me off at the co-op. we went in together, cause she wanted to get things for joe who is ill. get welly soon joe. she also bought me lunch.

then photography. toby called parents evening "parents day". it was funny, but for some reason i found it too funny, the thought of people bringing their parents into college with them... i'm sitting laughing at it now, haa.

then lunch was a pomegranite war caused by nailiah? yeah they hit me a few times :/

tutorial was a fuuuuss, but i got out. went straight to town. the hairdressers i wanted to go to was closed, so i ended up going to the second cheapest one, who gave me the wonky haircut last time.

the woman who cut my hair was totally unproffesional. she cut an old womans hair beforehand, that woman could barely stand up, and she just watched her struggle, until another person helped her. then when they went to cut her hair, the hairdresser made the woman take her coat off, without help or anything.
oh and when i was waiting, her and the other staff just stood and talked about home alone.
and when she was cutting my hair, she was terrible at making conversation. i think i actually prefer the bimbo who used to come to my house and do my hair. at least she tried to talk to me..

oh well yeah, i think i got too much cut off. but at least when it grows a bit, i won't complain.
i'll try and show a before and after in another post.

then literally as i got outside, i bumped into aimeeeeeeee!
oml we were talking for about 45 minutes, i haven't seen her in forever. she has pretty much no hair now. she must have been absolutley freezing, even i was a little colder with less hair.

oh, and when i tried to get on the bus, i recognized the bus driver. he told me i wasn't allowed on the bus unless i paied. fuck that, i have a bus pass.
i waited for the 22, and 2 of them came. i got on the one with literally no one on it. it was a quicker journey.

when i got home i took some pictures for photography. then joe came, and we talked about charles manson lots. i drew a fat version of borat on his arm. it was good.
we watched south park.

then when he left, me and sophie watched mr bean. that brought me back a few years back, oh lord. that tv show was amazing. i suppose mr bean helped me understand comedy when i was younger.

thanks raf

Stranger: i met a girl on omegle
Stranger: she was very kind and sweet
Stranger: her name was emma
Stranger: and she was only seventeen
Stranger: was that great?

the best lyrics ever.

If only Sham 69 had of united the kids,
If only the 4 Skins had told us ACAB,
If only The Ramones had let us know we were a happy family,
If only The Buzzcocks had shown us how to do it ourself,
If only Crass had shown us there are things more important than wealth,
If only The Vandals had shown us it was OK to smile,
If only The Dead Kennedys had helped us put our government on trial,
If only Rancid had played live, and brought with them that vibe,
If we had Sick Of It All and Madball we could put them all on the frontline,
If we had GG Allin we’d have learned it’s OK to be hated,
If we’d have had The Refused then we could have innovated,
If we’d had Poison Idea then they couldn’t push us over,
If we’d had Minor Threat then we could have done it sober,
If we’d have had Against Me we could have done it all unplugged,
If we’d had Operation Ivy we could have done it then fucked off,
If we had The Blitz, The Clash, Disorder, Propagandhi,
The Exploited, NOFX and anyone that’s handy,

There’s a lesson to be learned, one that I will take home,
When I return to my normal reality zone,
Punk rock has the power to change the world,
It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
So don’t let anyone tell you you’re not worth the earth,
These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
Don’t let anyone tell you that you’ve got to give in,
Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
Use all that heart, hope and soul that you’ve got,
And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
And realise that the other world that you’re always looking for,
Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
And it’s up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
So shine your light so bright that all can see,
Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,
And shout “Viva la punk, just one life, anarchy”.

it was a tragic case of my reality.

i don't know how i am today.
right now, i am okay.

this morning i was preparing for my job interview. like pooooop. i got up far too early too..
then it was getting annoying, and took it out on my mam by throwing random things at her. then, without thinking, i said "mam your voice sounds vaginal"
and she burst out laughing, tested me by saying "what does vaginal mean then, emma?"
and i was like "it's the name of your tablets..?"

on the way to town, i saw a piegeon. not just any one. a sleeping one. in the middle of the road. i was like omfgggggg. i wanted to get a picture of it, to show you how random it actually was, but the car moved as soon as i got my phone out.

so yeah, i'm not going to bother explaining all the things i did in town before the interview, it was very stressy.
oh, but i will mention the photo shop. i needed a passport photo, and i went to the photo shop. yeah, mine looked like a mug shot. i look devilish, and disgusting on it.
while we were waiting, the man looked through someone pictures, then passed it around the staff "eee it's charlie from big brother!"
and he kept looking through them over and over, as if someone had captured pictures of jesus christ himself.

then the interview. pooooey.
i had to do the roleplay, which was telling a customer some type of sofa was out of stock, apart from the display one. apparently the manager said they couldn't sell it. i had to convince the customer to get another sofa instead, or try somewhere else basically.
when the man came in to act it out, he acted it out immediatley, and i was like woah :Z
yeah and then when it was over, he spun on one foot and said "WELL DONE EMMA!"

then yeah, he basically, walked out, and walked in and said i did well, but not well enough. like i did everything fine, just missed out points that would've been better than what i said, and i didn't meet the 'highest benchmark' cause of it.

so i met my mam to tell her. her reaction
"IT'S CAUSE OF YOUR STUPID COAT YOU DIDN'T GET IT, THATS WHY!"
she got me a subway sandwich though, and the conversation all the way back to the car
"i'm gutted emma, are you not? emma, what are you going to do? i'm gutted..."
way to make me look on the bright side, huh? i always get told off for being negative, and the time i do try and stay on the positive side about it, i'm listening to someone making me negative...

then when i got to college, i walked in to tutorial "sorry i'm late"
and peter was like "WHO ARE YOU?! CLAIRE?" and everyone laughed. it was quite funny.
then he's making me get some woman to come in our form, and then he said "oh wait, will you be late like you are today? i can't let you if you do."
and i was like "um i only had a job interview, i thought louise told you i'd be late today?"

then i had lunch, and my free block.
i was so bored. i was uncomfortable being on the computers in the english block, cause anyone can look over and see what other people are doing. i was only going to go on here and do a blog, so i decided to find a more privatly placed computer. i went to the library, only to be told not to go in. then i walked about for ages aimlessly. until i bumped into helena walking home, it was such amazing timing. we spent 45 minutes talking (:
i really love seeing an old friend, and talking for ages after not seeing them much.

then i had key skills, which was the most productive one ever. just as it got to the 15th minute of waiting, i was going to walk out, until kaye ran in. i was looking forward to going home!

then i got on the bus hoooooome. it was annoying near the end of the bus ride, some year 7 children sat by me and kept calling me mother. yeah, funny. i was tempted to turn around and make an insult about their fathers, but i didn't, as i am angelic through and through.

and FUCKKKK

i NEED green day tickets for manchester, plz.
john roecker.

thank the lord my family are christians and celebrate christmas.
when i'm older, i probably won't.

today was better than i expected, again.
i had literally had no sleep, so i was expecting to die today.

my mam was panicking i'd miss the bus, so i almost rushed out the door, then my mam interupted me and said "ahh don't worry, i was going to give you a lift anyway!"

but yeah. i have a job interview for marks and spencer in town tomorrow. i'm rather scared, however i would be very pleased being a slave for a place where lots of jews go often, and earn cash for it. yum.

and my mam scared me this morning. she said "emma, if i ask you something will you not lie to me.. do you smoke cigars?"
LOL.
but yes. once. and the picture of me doing it is on facebook, and i'm not even tagged on it.

um yeah. art was shit, john kept saying for me to bring my postcards in. and more than once, as if he were some sort of wizard and they'd appear infront of me. but i just made some instead and made such a fucking tip.

yeah lunch was okay.
then film. we finally saw the end of the green mile. it was so sad. gfevujrqgfuikyvgfqruikvfrqkf, why do they do that to him? (i was going to give away the ending, but i'm aware some people may not have seen it. if you're one of thoese people, watch it now. plz)
oh and davey made such an idiot out of me asking me "why is it called the green mile?"
i was silent for more than 30 seconds, then i answered "because thats the walk to the death room.. in other places it's called something else"
WHAT. i am such an idiotttt. death room? and other places? i should have been taken to the 'death room' for answering in such a stupid way. i HATE being on the spot in that way. i actually fail at life, why am i like that? ):

then a free, which i totally did not type up my essay, which i was meant to.

then photography. totally blanked by toby today. well, he said "hello, you alright?" but that was probably to louise.
so me and leyla pissed about, again.

we then walked home, like i said. it took an hour and a half. i wasn't even that worn out as i thought i would be. then pretty much right after walking, we made our way to town.
i had free tickets to see a movie called 'harry brown'

i was paranoid they wouldn't let us in cause when i tried to get into bruno with a free ticket and that was an 18 movie too. but we got in fine.
the movie was amazing. it was really emotional most parts, yet disturbing other parts.
jack o'conell who plays cook from skins series 3 is in it. he is an amazing actor. i can imagine he's going to be the most sucessful one from that cast of skins (obviously he can't beat dev patel, yet...)
once we got out, me and leyla just had a geeky talk using all the terminology we learnt in film studies in college. haha. yeah we're kind of scared for our lives now.
well, i might be if i see a mob of charvs again. not surprised if i see them outside the forum on a friday or saturday night after i've came home from town. oh christ.