I Like London - 53/365

In the Southbank Centre.

LONDON IS AMAZING.

Okay so 'twas a good day full of juggling fruit, pants, peoples laps, secrets and singing. Me likey!

Taken: Tuesday 11th November 2008. Day 53.

52/365

My side has definitely got better after the agony I was in yesterday which was good. I managed to somehow stab myself in the eye with a comb this morning and didn't regain proper sight until third lesson.

However, my hate for my headteacher has grown. Why?

He used the 'D' word.

That word being...

DISCIPLINE.

The OED definition of 'Discipline': "the practice of training people to obey rules or a code of behavior, using punishment to correct disobedience."

That in itself makes me angry, but using it in the context of the following just made me practically bubble over:
"there were many exclusions before half term which makes me very worried as it means I'm obviously not disciplining you properly"

You're not WHAT? You're not doing a good enough job of pouring us into a mould to make us identical, boring, robotic, social conditioned people?

The fact that people apologise for ridiculous things is bad enough (ie: the other day I was talking to someone and she mispronounced a word and then apologised profusely. Why do we apologise unless we're actually sorry? It's not even polite in that instance, just annoying), but what I really hate is that everyone is pretty much like a little clone. Okay so maybe not everyone. But almost everyone, you have to admit. In england at least there aren't many exceptions. Even people who claim to be individual aren't really. Not really.

The fact he feels he hasn't moulded us enough makes me want to throw some sort of heavy item in his direction.

Essentially what he is saying is he doesn't want us to be real people with individual thoughts and feelings. He suspended someone for a week for saying they DISAGREED with something one of the teachers said (that something, I believe, was related to the matter of life after death). So in his head we are meant to be perfect individuals who wear the same thing (he's thinking of making the 6th formers wearing a uniform too), with neutral coloured hair (if he sees you with any colour other than blonde, brown, black or ginger you get suspended until you dye it out. I'm suprised he hasn't forced people with red hair to dye it because it might distract!), freezing our arses off and never ever speaking our mind.

FUCK OFF YOU ARSE HOLE.

Todays moral: Don't eat chocolate kids, it's bad for you! Or do eat it but brush your teeth 'n' shit.

Taken: Monday 10th November 2008. Day 52.

Cold Feet - 51/365

In agony but I don't have appendicitis which is good..

Taken: Sunday 9th November 2008. Day 51.

Bring Your Buckets By The Dozen - 50/365

I'm totally on a train.

I am too much in pain to tell you about the day but it was good.

I saw an umbrella handle.

BYE.

Taken: Saturday 8th November 2008. Day 50.

OOOO day 50! go me.

I Can See The Shape Of My Skull - 49/365

I heart things.

Taken: Friday 7th November 2008. Day 49.

I Don't Think We're In Kansas Anymore Toto - 48/365

Didn't go in until 3rd lesson as I was too tired to even stand up.

Taken: Thursday 6th November 2008. Day 48.

Guy Fawkes Day - 47/365

Remember remember the fifth of November



Gunpowder treason and plot



I see no reason why gunpowder treason



Should ever be forgot



Flash.



Taken: Wednesday 5th November 2008. Day 47.

Love Yourself, Cutie.

Write a little post about yourself. The amazing, beautiful things about you. The individual things about you. The real you. The one you sometimes hide to avoid embarrassment. The one who is in love with everything and doesn't compare themselves to others. The one who laughs and lets go, who cries and holds on. Write a piece about yourself to make yourself and others fall in love with you all over again. Include music videos for maximum enjoyment.



I am Kati. I'm not perfect in any way. I don't always brush my teeth and I pick my nail polish off when I get bored but I'm me.

I love Alice in Wonderland and nice smelling flowers. I've walked barefoot in the rain holding a blossom flower with just a dress on before and enjoyed it. When it's cold outside I like to snuggle down under a duvet with a mug of hot chocolate and my computer. I have a wide rang of music taste, varying from Rihanna and Dizzee Rascal to Yelle to Laura Marling.

I want to live a beautiful and exciting life.

I don't like the taste of alcohol or the smell of cigarettes. I'm scared of illness and scared of hospitals. I don't like the dark when I'm alone and I sleep on my stomach hugging a 'Bagpuss' toy.

I plan to visit Paris. I like confusing people and making things more complicated than they really should be. I like pretty girls and pretty guys, unnatural hair colours and backcombed hair.



I have a loud voice which often causes people to tell me to shut up, or 'quieten down'. I think everyone is equal, that guys should be allowed to wear make up without any stick and that girls should have it easier in the workplace. I never want to work a conventional 9 - 5 job. I can see how social conditioning sucks out your soul and it makes me sad. I love talking like a 5 year old, extravagant hand movements and putting on red lip gloss then kissing people on the cheek. I like my loopy 'honey bee' handwriting.

I can't play sport very well, especially in winter, and I haven't been swimming for years because I don't want my hair to go green. I'm scared people won't like the real me and therefore only a handful of people have seen her. I love her.

I love having something to look forward and making it clear. I love pink highlighter pens and using them in strange ways.



Have a dream in which you're entirely you and no one else. You don't like that because he likes it. You don't not like them because she thinks they're uncool. You talk to the 'ugly girl' and don't give a fuck what people say about you. Look for what YOU like, not what is 'socially acceptable' (what is that, anyway? people will find something to pick at about you anyway, you might as well be outrageous) and not what the person you fancy would like. Listen to the music you want and be open and accepting of others.



Love yourself, cutie!

On The Radio - 46/365

When I feel unwanted I take a photo in the oven.

Taken: Tuesday 4th November 2008. Day 46.

Scouting For Girls - 45/365

Eeeeh! Amaaaazing day. Went to Scouting For Girls in the evening and they were SO GOOD. The support bands were okay but they went on too long. For SFG we managed to get to the front on the far left right next to the speakers. And...Maya went in the mens toilet.

Ahhhhhh. Brilliant night.





Taken: Monday 3rd November 2008. Day 45.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAT!