Christmas list 07

Ok, I’m bored, so I’ve decided to start work on my Christmas list blog post!

Some of the things aren’t really that exciting tho....

• One or two, plain, long sleeve T-shirts…. Just to wear underneath my shirts when out in the cold January weather.
• A few hoodies,.. I’ve only got one! I want more! This one in particular: http://www.snakesandsuits.com/CLOTHING/index.php and then, there are some nice ones on www.americanapparel.co.uk as well!
• A new pair of JEANS! (Levis 513 skinny legs)
• Some new shoes – TIGERS (of course)
• A Printer
• An iPod or, even better, an iPhone!
• Roland V-Drums would be absolutely amazing!
• I’d also quite like to have a camera, I’ve had a few, and they have just broken, pretty easily, so maybe like, an indestructible one!
• MONEY – I really really need some of that stuff, to pay off the overdraft etc…..
• Jimmy Eat World Poster

I think they are the main essentials that I can think of at the moment…

Useful things to have, but that wouldn’t make cool presents would be things like:
• Blank CD-R’s
• A USB memory stick
• More socks and Pants, maybe a step up from Primark.
• Maybe one or two university books…
• Notepad

That’s all I can think of for now, but I’m sure I’ll be adding more soon! xx

Notes on the Eminem seminar when we were late cause we had to get the lift:

Hip hop is a representation of life on the streets of Black America.

Eminem is ‘chocolate on the inside’

One day, I was lying down at the park with a friend as it was just getting dark. I looked up and I saw an owl, ‘oh wow! Look at that!, an owl!!!” I said, to my friend, who was some ‘made up’ fictional character. The owl then sat on a branch above us, so I sat up to have a good look. As I began to sit up the owl decided to charge down at me. I’d never really thought about it before, but owls don’t have and arms or legs. They are almost just like one big head with wings. So I had this giant ‘head’ charging down at me. “AAHHHHRRGHH!” I said, “GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!” It was pecking at me aggressively on my hip. I was to scared to touch it, to try and get it off, so I just lied there, hoping it would stop, shouting “AAAHHHHHHHHHHH”

Then I woke up.

‘scary stuff!’