Crikey, I'm on a new record. As per usual I never watch soaps, or the likes. But, yesterday I watched Eastenders and holbycity, and today I watched Eastenders again! And then Holby Blue. Laughed at Eastenders because of their current lack of new/ decent storyline what with bringing back old actors, bit sad about the death, since the actual actor died as well... But still hiralous. Just keep going 'RICKEEYAAA'. 
Then Holby Blue, which I've never seen in my life for the first time, and I was going 'oh no' because that's the thing about soaps, you know exactly what's going to happen and it was so blatently obvious that the character was going to die it was cringe worthy. But there I was IN TEARS. As this woman was screaming for an ambulance down the walkie talkie [a bit over the top if you ask me]
Maybe, I'm just over sentimental and soppy today and haven't had enough sleep/ sugar as of recently, and perhaps I was crying at the sheer terrible predictality of the programme, but there I was merely minitues ago crying my eyes out at this programme and it's completely hilarous and if I ever live it down, I want some one to talk me back into sanity.
In other issues, there is 23 days left of sixth form ever. Less than a month of attendance left at a school I've been going to since I was 11. 7 years! It's just starting to sink in really, hitting home as it were, and what's more, is the actual nearness of the A2 exams. Freaky. My first being this month. On the 28/29th of April, when we perform our Drama scripted pieces [yes flowers for algernon, although I'm starting to like the way it's heading! Which is good ] but scary as anything, even if it is for only 20 minutes, and possibly the shortest exam ever taken [considering nearly all the rest of my exams are 2 and a half hours long!] yet 2 days before my first written exams, four in a row - History cold war, English Poetry and then History Lenin, and then Drama in context one in three consecutive days and two on the 4th June. My dear old mum has booked my brother, herself and me to go to blackpool as a break. Which is really cool, because we haven't been on holiday in like 2 years, and it'll be the last chance really before I go off to university. So I'll be putting on my speedy revision socks on. [Yes, yes I do have special socks for revising. They are excellent for my concentration! ] I've never been to Blackpool though, we've also brought tickets to go to the pleasure beach for all the rides and stuff, unfortuantly though, I'll be in a bunk bed with my brother, in the same room as mom, all well and good. HOWEVER! My Mum snores like no tomorrow, I talk in my sleep and little brother - whose not so little - is a little fidget. So although I've shot gunned the top bunk, it'll be more like a boat ride and I'll be the one needing the sea sickness tablets before you can say banana jamas sugar plum splat!
But it should be good, just so long as I revise plenty and all that jazz to get in to Portsmouth uni. I want to go there it's so nice...! Speaking of which... well, actually not, seeing as this is totally unrelated, it is now the Easter holiday. Yes we have already had Easter, and there is something quite wrong with it all, but I am not Amercian, I am firmly against the idea of the UK becoming the whatever number they've got up to state, and refuse to call it a spring break. So there.
I'm also against them taking the Britiannia off the 50pence piece! How dare they do such a thing! It's a 50p! Britianna! It's an outrage. I don't care that they've all ready introduced 'special fifty pences.' I should know, mum collects them! But I'm keeping a hold of Britannia 50p, AND I'm going to humm Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves....da da la la laa laa....
Yeah okay, whatever.
