People.

I take long to blog, I crave too much. It's not healthy...if I'm not writing a list of things to do, I'm thinking of writing one. I want a sewing machine and decks/mixer at the mo, but feel guilty whenever anything is bought for me. Umm, I got a new mobile its a nokia 6300, WITH A CAMERA...theres no stopping me now. I've been trying to make mixtapes on acidpro 4. I went to the HQ today, saw Jessica, Kerri almost had a break down because she thought she lost her grade sheet. This is a big deal as she has an interview with Kingston College at like 9.30 am. I felt so bad but I had beliefe, I dont know if Rach had it but I hope she did because college is starting up soon and she is depending on this place. I followed her home to look for it as I know when I'm frustrated my mind isn't in one element. Hmpff. Life. Tomorrow?? Saturday thinking of going to this rave Party Shank will be at, Hidi and I might step up in there and dutty wine whilst the indie kids are moshing. Should be fun.

I need a digital camera.

Didn't do much today, Lattrice came over she was really down so I tried to tell her everything will be fine...because it WILL, she's so smart but doesn't want to believe it. We went down to school so she could give some of the teachers thank you cards, we walked the way there through Springfield (YES, there is a real place called that), its a hospital for mental illnesses. Very depressing at times :(. We arrived and there was no one in, well, besides work men doing nothing as usual. There was this one man that just kept swearing, me and Lattrice looked at each other like 'wtf??!!'. We then analysed the situation and realised a majority of the teachers didn't do crap for us, so we would be refunding her £2.50 straight away. We went McDonalds, walked around abit but got bored...well not bored but we had nothing to do. So, Lattrice went to see her dad and I went to Clapham Junction to visit my mum at the library because she was doing some exam in Computing. I got there and she was still doing the exam, so the Chinese man told me to just relax, so I still on the steps outside. Then some wierd man comes out and starts looking at me and walking slowly down the steps, I was so glad there were witnesses as I don't know what he was thinking of!! My mum comes out and her eyes almost pop out of her head when she sees me, as she didn't see me before. Awwww sweet woman, swear down. We take the 77 to Tooting bec and window shop a little bit, then hotfoot it home in a bus that smelt of urine.Yummy. Got home, lit a candle, burned some insence and then slept, but not too deep as I didn't want to burn the house down.

Did I forget to mention the fact that I NEED A DIGITAL CAMERA, THE BLOGS ARE CRAP WITHOUT THE VISUALS MAN.

THE FINAL COUNT DOWNNNN.

This image is not from today.

Today was pretty hectic, I stayed up until around 4.30am doing absolutely nothing but attempt to stay up until 6am to see my edexcel results, I was proper bored so I watched my Kidulthood DVD...and fell asleep on the sofa. The time hit around 6.20am and I was up faster than a man on viagra, ran straight to the computer and checked it all out. What do I flippin see??!! MATHS A, HISTORY A, TRIPLE SCIENCE B,B,B!!! I couldn't believe it, the fact that I was soooooo close to an A in the sciences was tearing me up inside, however I didn't care too much AS LONG AS I PASSED! I darted upstairs to my mum who was getting dressed for work, the look on her face when I told her. You would have thought she was the one getting the results. She told me to be happy and not worry about the science, and its true WHY WAS I WORRYING, I DIDN'T THINK I PASSED IT IN THE FIRST DAMN PLACE. I was kind of excited after that point on, however didn't want to get too overexcited as it may backfire. So mum left, hugs, wished me luck and gave me her phone and coerced me into phoning her STRAIGHT AWAY. The brother and sis ring, I explain they are happy but I'm still scared about the rest. You know when time seems to go eeeeeextra slow when you are eager to go somewhere?? That was frikin happening, luckily I watched bare episodes of Peep Show online...soooo funny. I left and charged my madres phone with £5 credit...desperate times people. Took the 355 to the Library and dropped my books, had to pay £2 as they were *cough* overdue! Catch up with Georgina who got a flippin tatoo and it looks so sick too, then Rochelle, Courtney and I made our journey. The bus journey was going unbelieveably slowwww, so we decided to prank call people pretending to be 'Jenny from Edexel' and we had a very simple message:

Hi this is Jenny from Edexcel, you did sh** in the exams, why not take up stripping?

Victim number one: "Hello?....is this Simone?"

Me: "Ummm, *20 second silence* no.", violently slams phone shut.



Victim number two: "Hello, who is this?"

Me: "Jenny from Edexcel you results are late, can you meet me in the carpark"

Victim number two:"Sureeee, I'll be sitting between the cars"

Us three: "JOOOOKES ITS US, SEE YOU AT SCHOOL"

Victim number two: *giggles* "you deeeeekheads"



We get closer to school, Rochelle starts hyperventilating (sp?), so were trying to calm her down. She comes around. We see a friend who claims she failed and will be murdered by her dad, I wanted to reassure her, yet I don't know how and I'm slightly concerned about my own welfare. Rochelle 'Re-hyperventilates'.



We get into the building see Asha and her madre, smiles, hugs I talk to Elisha who doesn't want to open hers and I hear Courtney scream 'I got an A in Mathssss' we go maaaaaad, start whylin out and that, it was too much. She runs into the line with Rochelle to get her slips. Meanwhile, I like the tortoise I am, look at the notice board for mine, I see the A's I already discovered, then Miss Gomez (spanish) comes up to me:

Simone have you seen your spanish? You NEED to see it.

So nervously, I approach my candidate number and read spanish...A?....A...A!!!!!....I got a fricking A. Bare with me, considering at the beginning of year 10 a few friends and I were told if we dont 'behave' we will not do Spanish at all and have one less GCSE. Also, the fact that I was originally doing Foundation, yet knew I could do so much more (yes iboast). Then I read English Lang/Lit...another fricking A!!!for both. Once again I was originally doing Foundation, but Miss Darymple told me I should try and be more daring, take chances...so I did. Sociology...A, and Dance also an A!!! I could not believe it, I ran to the line and pushed past the mass of people to catch up with Courtney and Roch, I told her the news and she (Courtney) had a similar story. Our other friend Lattrice wasn't in (just got back from holiday) so we had to write down her results, we smiled when we came across grades we knew she would love e.g. Maths, and mourned over ones she would detest e.g. Sciences (Double). Courtney and I were so flippin haps, we couldn't believe it, it was surreal we both thought we were dreaming. Then some photographer approaches us saying something like:

You know those smiles you had...do them again.

Us being the ghetto youths we are, we posed like badmen, gun fingers galore and peace sign heaven. We started getting a little too comfortable and began requesting additional shots e.g. "Oh, and other one...get my best side please". I THINK he said it could be in the paper, I should be excited..however my brush kind of failed to meet my hair this morning therefore it looked like a thing we call CRAPPPP.

I was soooo happy, but as some of my other friends weren't so lucky, I toned it down ALOT. I actually forgot my grades as I was busy comforting my other friends, and although I didn't know what they were going through I somehow knew how it must have felt. Frig what the government think, they all did excellent in my eyes and thats all that matters to me. I wanted to speak to the connexions advisor, but I thought thats just being unreasonable as I managed to get my passes, therefore I don't need too much advice. I really wanted my maths teacher, Mr Petersen and spanish teacher Mrs Nubret to be in, they gave me the craziest amount of support and not to mention the comedy I received from them!

I called the fam and they were as happy as I was, the funniest moment was when my dad called me and said:

Did you pass? Ok, bye.

After we planned to drink, but it never happend, so we ended up busing it home and getting McDonalds nuttin' like a cheeseburger after results mate.Nuttin like it. My sis sent me a card saying Congrats on passing your exams, but it was sent yesterday. I am flippin lucky I passed or...you know what lets not dwell on what could have been k! I dont want the day to end, yet I'm left with a 'what next?' felling.

RESULTS DAY.

The date on the previous post is wrong, that was on Tuesday 21st August. Well, yesterday (Wed 22nd), I went to the Wretch videoshoot, twas quite sick...but veeeeery, verrrrry cold. I had to get an interview with the man WRETCH 32 himself, and took pictures throughout the day which WILL BE UP!! I met the MC Scorcher, who was cool and quite a few other people. A highlight was when my brothers digital camera battery ran low (I don't have my own...yeah?Whats your beef?), so I had to go to some blox-off phoneshop and ask for AA batteries. The man try look me in the eye and tell me he doesn't have any in stock, I wouldn't have minded, but the batteries were hanging on the wall RIGHT BEHIND HIS BLADDDCLEET HEAD! I mean just tell me if you have a problem with me purchasing your batteries, there no need to lie. He came out with some bate line saying, 'This is my brothers shop, I dont know the way around it'...way around it? NO, WAY AROUND IT? This shop is like 2cm long and 1.5cm wide I tell you!! Then he had the nerve to try and touch my hand when passing me my 1p change (yes 1p is still money people), and drop some lines like 'hope to see you soon'!!WHAT, I HOPE TO SEE YOUR MUM SOON BLADD, DATS WHAT I'M ON SEEING SOON.
The shoot did get fairly monotonous at times but luckily I was bussin jokes with a friend which saved me from passing out with boredom. I must say I was thankful as it took my mind off of results day, which have been on my mind probably since my very last exam!! I just don't know how I've done...but I need to low the dramatics man...bun dat. After all...I am a badman.

F dat!!I'm peeing myself right this second!! God I know your out there, please let me do well. I won't do the bad things that I do now, like steal my mums lucozade, ummm...shout at my dad for leaving the toilet seat up and leave homework until the last minute (wait a sec on that one...we may have to meet in the middle with that).I f you bless me, I won't even dance at carnival this year...I'll just stand there.

Oh, check out Wretches vid in the future, there was this model that was on set, nuff respect to her. Today was peeing down like a three year old boy lost in London Dungeons, and she was wearing nothing more than a bikini, her whole body painted black, with the lyrics of Wretch's song 'Punctuaion' written on her body in white paint! She was a trooper.



NOTE TO SELF:

Am I being eager by cheking my results on the edexcel website at 6am today? Me thinks so.But I don't care right now, desperate times.

Dooms day.

Tomorrow is results day, I don't know how I feel about it really...I thought I would be more nervous but I do feel fear kicking in at random times. I will be completely chilled and relaxing, then next thing I know I'm tearing peices of my hair out because I think I've failed. Today, my friend and I went to Kings Cross...well, got lost in Kings Cross, because we were suppost to be covering some conference...Not only where we over an hour late, we missed the actual thing. The thing is that we have to write an article about it. So what do you do kids....BLAG IT. No, thats not a good role model, but crap happens. Luckily the Reverend (sp?), that was giving the talk came down just as we were about to leave! He was really cool but super rushed because he needed to catch a flight to Washington by tonight so his assitant gave us his details, ph-frickin-hewwww. Tommorow I shall be going to some video shot for an artist called wretch in Peckham...should take my mind off results. I will have proper pictures of the day soon.

Above is the badge the rev. gave me.

It's me, me.

Well, just left school and ready for the big, bad, world a.k.a sixth form. This blog is just me rambling about the mad things I do, some of which will be incredibly boring and mispelled...but whos to judge huh?