I just...discovered something funny today. I write fanfic. I'm not ashamed of it, and I write often, even in school (but I keep it to the PG stuff in school). My best friend has been very iffy about that. "But...why?" So I educated her. Merlin, Doctor Who...then I realised I wasn't getting through to her. So I switched to Stargate Atlantis, Harry Potter (being *very* careful...) and Discworld. She absolutely loves the respective books/shows, so it's easier to get through to her that way.

Success! She understood, even though I had to be very delicate with slash.
"Can I read some of your Merlin fanfic?"
"Um...no."
"Why not? You're a good writer."
"Because it's Arthur...and- Merlin."
"Oh God, why would you do that?" (I'm not exaggerating, she was that appalled! I don't know why, she knows I ship M/A)
"...you don't watch Merlin. You don't KNOW."

She's morally opposed to slash, (teh gay in general, but anyways) so is strictly het-shipping...takes all the fun out of it. Anyway, I found out today that she got plot bunnies for Discworld, so she's writing in that fandom. I felt like a proud mother :P Not that I inspired her in any way of course, not with my allegiances. I'm pretty sure she won't do anything horrific with Mr Pratchett's behbehs. ...Pretty sure.

Hahah, my best mate is a ficcer now :3

Also, 2 hour English exam today. Ded nao thx, I was writing the whole time. I have a GCSE maths module on Friday mornin', and another 2.5 hour English Lit in the aftynoon. Nothing tomorrow and nothing on Monday. Mindless Self Indulgence on Tuesday night after my French exam, and a Biology practical all day Wednesday. -_-

Yesterday was the Pride parade in Belfast. It was a really good day, except for a bit of heavy rain in the middle of it all… I was there with Amnesty International; to be honest I think if I hadn’t had work to do all day I’d have been bored.

I had been last year, but due to some friends and their affection for alcohol I didn’t see much because I had to look after them. But that’s another story.

( GAAAAAY! )

w00t. Possibly pictures later.

Awesome day... went to see Oppenheimer at Zavvi, an instore gig thingy. Dragged along my mate who's in crutches :) she seemed to enjoy it though. I'm tired now, actually...but I do love that band, their music's so darned awesome it makes me smile just thinking about it.

The annoying thing is that the peeps on the train don't believe I'm 15, so I can't get a half fare (under 16) until I get a proof of age card. The peeps at the cinema don't believe I'm 15 so I can't get in to see movies, not that I really go much anymore... Can anyone enlighten me as to wtf is going on? Or has this always been going on and I haven't noticed?

Awk well. Bonny went back to the vet's today, they're keeping her overnight, might have some obstruction in her tummy. Poor thing.

Got ideas for a zine when I was biking (?), would be pretty ramshackle though...

I didn't get into the drama project I auditioned for. I was pretty miserable for about half an hour, but really...it's ok. I've now got three extra weeks that would've been chock-full of rehearsals and goodness knows I might've been miserable anyway by the end of it. By the looks of things, now I might be able to hold down a summer job, have time to go on long bike rides, go out with friends, sleep in if I want to...just do stuff really. I mean, I think Kildare would've been amazing, but I've got 2 definite summer schemes lined up...maybe that's enough for now.

And...it's time to use the summer tag again! Yesssss :D

I'm off for Easter holidays now, got out at 12. I'm actually so tired...bah. Two weeks off school; it hasn't really sunk in yet, but it sounds pretty awesome. When we go back, I'll be fifteen, and it'll be the official summer term...scary how it goes in so fast. Today kicked ass, I got given chocolate by my English teacher, I prepared my sculpture for firing in Art, and made everyone crave onion soup in French class. Then school was over.

I'm extremely tired, I didn't want to get up this morning! That's the only coherent thought in my head right now, the rest of it is just "Balalghysdaaaargh! *ded*" But knowing me I'll stay up to some ridiculous hour tonight being self-destructive and "a bit down". =/

Aw well. Went to Emma's house, the others were going into town, but with their BF/GFs, so we felt a bit like loners. Spent the rest of the day making up amusing x-rated lists...

I had an Art exam today, for 5 hours >.< I was working on a piece of clay, I turn my back for a moment, and Mrs Art Teacher Woman has crumpled it up and stuck it in the scraps bag!

I'm told my face was like "!!!!!" And she uncrumpled it and it was all messy, but she made me use it anyway, because it was only a base. Awk well. It doesn't really matter, I guess =3
Torchwood last night =D It was very good, had embarrassment potential but I ended up watching it without my parents, with my dad popping his head round the door occasionally to sing "Gay!" at the tellybox.

Um...oh, the Art exam wasn't all bad though. We had to be silent for the first hour and a half, then the second bit we were allowed mp3 players =3 then the third bit we were allowed to talk, so it wasn't all bad. A friend of mine went out in her lunch break and bought a goldfish from a pet shop...she brought it into the exam room, the poor thing. It's called Pete Burns now, after Mr Dead or Alive. I wonder which one he is now, it was pretty warm in the exam room =[

I want to give Ianto a hug =3

I'm going to see Oppenheimer on Saturday! I can't wait! *pogo*

In other news. Things are less complicated on the friends front, because David openly declared (although not to me) that he wasn't getting me a Christmas present, so it kinda takes the pressure off, I guess.

I got a Christmas card from Joanne, it apparated on my desk in the middle of double Chemistry. Cheered me up =] Srsly, she sits on the other side of the room, so it just was there all of a sudden. Anyways. It was a bit of fun. I'm making chocolate fudge brownies tomorrow in Home Ec, which should be nice...I hope.

Is anyone else going mad with self-doubt? For the past few weeks I've been feeling persistently like I'm just taking up other people's oxygen.