I'll start up blogging again when things have stopped being crap.

Because if I get all bloggy on you now then I'll just be inflicting my fail of a life onto you all and none of you deserve that, as I'm sure you all have your own problems to deal with.

Top stuff (:

Today has been somewhat of a momentous and extremely meaningful one.

First of all, it was the first school council meeting of the year. I've been applying for school council since year 7 (which is 7 years inclusive) and this is the first (and obviously last) year that I have been picked. Therefore it means a lot to me that FINALLY I get to be in the school council. I'm the secretary and by default have been volunteered for all 3 sub-comittees. I'm stupidly excited/happy/proud and genuinely buzzing about the thought of typing up today's minutes.

Secondly, BIG news. Basically, I've been on the ski trip every year since year 10 (three years running) and have had some of the best weeks of my life. I was going to put my name down for the 2010 one but for some bizarre reason I didn't. And then it panned out that I really enjoyed having money to spend on clothes (something that didn't happen when I was paying £800 on skiing every year) so I just decided not to go. But then it hit me that this is my last ever chance to go on the trip. But alas, the parentals said no. They did not want me spending a whole week (gasp) skiing when I could be revising for exams taking place nearly 5 months later. So then the persuasion started. I really did not expect success, but today I got home and the conversation went like this -

Jocy: Did you talk to dad about the ski trip?
Mum: Yes.
Jocy: Well?
Mum: It went very well. He thinks you should be able to go.

Which obviously, made my day (:
I just had this conversation with my dad -

Jocy: Thank you for letting me go on the ski trip.
Dad: It's only fair. Plus I felt bad that you weren't going
Jocy: Why?
Dad: Because we know how you love it so much and I thought it was very sad that it's your last chance to go and you weren't going to.

I'm feeling very content. But still missing my friends who are at uni a lot. I hope they're all doing okay. The chances of any of them reading this don't even exist. EXCEPT FOR BECKY. I love you Becky!

Best friend going to uni on Sunday.
Very upset ):

If you don't know who the Young Americans are then go back to my March blogs and read.

Right, assuming you now know who they are and the impact they had on me, you will not be surprised to know that when I found out today that they're coming back to my school I was Absolutely ecstatic. (:

I'm suitably stressed out.

Year 13 is pretty ridiculous in terms of workload. The teachers seem to feel the need to pile homework upon us every time we see them. I wouldn't be surprised if I passed one in the corridor and they gave me 200 pages of extra reading to do. Despite this, I'm feeling okay about how my last ever year of school (HALLELUJAH) is going so far. I'm especially proud of a couple of pieces of work I've done so far which is a good feeling. The free periods are keeping me sane.

To make the stress worse, I'm not dealing with the whole all my friends in the year above going thing that well. I haven't really talked to people about it because I don't know how to express it. But it's just really hard knowing that I won't bump into them in the dinner queue or even around town any more.

And I've been feeling ill lately too. Though I think that is just major over-tiredness because I'm finding it hard to get back into early nights and early mornings rather than going to bed at 3am and waking up at 1pm.

But I'm alive.

I deleted my Twitter page the other day for several reasons. The main one however was because the majority of the people I was following were either way too ignorant/boring/rude/racist/stupid for me to want to read what they had to say on a regular basis. I could have just deleted aforementioned people, but that would have left me with about 4 who I actually wanted to read. So I contemplated leaving Twitter for a while and then my dad got an account. That was my cue. I do feel like contact with a few people has been cut off, because there are some people who I only really communicated with through Twitter. I think I might get it again next year, mainly coz by then I will have forgotten about how much it pissed me off.

I've hit just over 900 subscribers on YT, which is too bizarre for me to even try to get my head round. Eliot pointed out to me yesterday that soon it would be 4 digits. That is just astonishing.

I really miss Eliot because throughout the part of the summer that I was in England, I saw him pretty much every few days. Haven't seen him for a while now which is not very nice. Ditto Joe. I really miss him too.

Tomorrow I'm going to see Calendar Girls at the West End with my mum and nana. It's my birthday present to my mum. Her birthday was in May but we wanted good seats and by waiting till tomorrow we were able to get 2nd row from the front. It's nice that I'm going with my mum and nana because when the film of Calendar Girls came out when I was like, 11, us three went to see it together. 7 years on, nowt has changed.

Saturday is Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year) which I am very excited about coz Joe is spending it with me. He's not Jewish but he wanted to be there and I wanted him there so that should be nice.

Next major thing coming up though is GREEN DAY. I'm seeing them on October 23rd at their first London gig in 4 years. This means ridiculous amounts to me because I've waited a quarter of my life for this.

More soon (:

xx

Here's a lesson to you all:

If you live in Essex, move.

17 going on 96.

So it's been a while since I last blogged. I've had loads of time, I just couldn't be bothered.

Anyway.

My latest brainspaz is the whole university thing. I don't even care about the fact that I have 3 months to complete and send off my UCAS form. It's the fact that several of my close friends are going to university in the next two weeks. My main issue is that it seems like yesterday that I was "making the most of the next 8 months with them because it will never be the same again." Seriously, it has gone SO fast.

One of my best friends, Toby, (I have known him for over 6 years) was in my form and he's the year above so he left in like, May or something. He came into school today and I saw him for the first time in like, 2 months. It was so lovely to spend the afternoon with him, but seriously, UNIVERSITY?!!?? Toby can't be going to university, I remember when he was 11!!! Insanity.

There are some of the year above who I cannot wait to never have to see again. But there are some that I am going to miss desperately.

Its all coming round far too quickly.