bleach london, you suck

So without me even washing my hair (because I am a tramp), the 'Gritty in Pink' or 'Slightly unusual faint tones' in my hair, vanished. Like poof. Gone. So a few days ago, whilst dying my friends hair pink with some diluted raspberry pink by live colour xxl, I decided I would put some on my hair. So I grabbed a bit and literally smothered it on the ends of my hair, then washed it off after literally 3 minutes, and to my shock, my hair had been totally dyed, a vibrant, pink.

So my hair is now pink, and maybe I will get round to showing you it soon. Maybe I won't.

Sorry I haven't really been posting, I've been too busy wallowing in self pity and sitting in my bedroom crying because my life sucks. (Possibly slightly exaggerating there).

I will be posting soon though, because I ordered loads of clothes from Forever 21 because I was bored so I will post a haul of those, hopefully.

Amy xx

return of the mediocre blogger - discussing dedication

I guess I've neglected this blog for a while. I would say I was sorry but I don't think anyone has been eagerly awaiting updates. You see, some people in this world have this thing called dedication, they have work ethic and they are motivated and determined and loads of other things that I am not.

When it comes to school, I just coast and it takes an exceptional teacher to make me actually try (although I don't always like these teachers, I know they are good for me), and I am grateful for them. But I feel bad, really bad, about the fact that I don't put effort in to what I do and I don't have any drive to put any effort in.

I do take pride in some of my work, if I am interested in it, but I don't think the curriculum is really built around my interests so sadly most of my work is half completed rubbish. This blog could be considered half completed rubbish I guess, along with two other blogs I have had, which I also neglected. (This was when I was 10/11 and I really haven't changed).

I guess as an update of sorts I could tell you a few things about my life right now, so here goes nothing/something:
I am now fourteen and will be fifteen in November and I don't really know how I have changed, mentally anyway.
Tomorrow I am going to see War Horse in the theatre and I am excited because I can remember going to see it when I was very young, I sat in the second row and loved it, although that's pretty much all I remember so I guess I will get to relive that seven-year-old experience. Then, next week Wednesday I am going to Italy to the Bay of Naples (sorrento?) with my school on a Latin trip. It is going to be hot and despite sun cream I will burn. 
I just did all my end of year exams, I've had a few results back and they are all pretty good, none are exceptional but they are good enough for me. (can you see the lack of motivation here?!?!) Anyway, I liked doing them all in a week, it meant they were all over and done with and I could be less stressed etc. Turns out we are also doing controlled assessments now which sucks, I don't get that because we did all our end of year exams.

I might write a couple more posts and I might post them, I don't know.

For now,
Ciao (that's italian, right? I'm preparing for Italy),
Amy x

flemish

note: to whoever came up with the idea to name a language Flemish... BAD IDEA. No offence to belgian people, I mean, it's not the words. Just the name. :)


Anyway, back to business. On Monday I am off to Belgium/France for a school trip to the battlefields. Although people I know who have gone on it say it is boring, we all know one of the perks of having Amy on the trip means it cannot be boring.

So it's almost the end of the school year and I'm sitting here at 10 at night baking in the sun which I cannot tolerate and wondering how in the heck I will deal with the weather on the trip.

I get back on wednesday evening and then the next day is my Latin test which I WILL fail and have to get 70% in to do Latin next year. This sucks. :'(

It'll be interesting because we are visiting cemeteries and we have been told to wear suitable clothes, this level of heat + girls from my school = no regard for this rule.

It will be fun to see how the teachers react anyhow.

I might post again before I go. Maybe.

bye for now. :)
Au revoir!
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