Mary Evelyn

Old days.

2007-02-11T09:27:00.000Z

I have been reading my LJ, I really miss the days of year 9 where 'homework' was not to be done, town was actually fun and, erm, I don't know. Maybe it wasn't that great. In fact, I don't think I do miss it, just the lack of school pressure, but now all my coursework is done there is just revision to do. Then the EXAMS.

And I can't miss these like I did in yr 9 with the mumps.
Haha that was funny looking back, there was always that little undertone of joy in my voice that although I looked like I had a grapefruit in each cheek I still wasn't doing my SATs.

There is only one thing to say in that situation, and that is SKILLS!

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2007-02-11T09:00:00.000Z

Hello everyone. I'm meant to be going on holiday today but Dad has the flu so this means we're going to be trapped in the little wire cage that is the midlands for a little longer. It is sunny at the moment, fortunately, so I am feeling slightly less pissed off than I would be if it was raining.

I know I meant this to be an art blog but probably everyone finds that really uninteresting. In fact. Everyone probably finds this blog uninteresting, I am not cut out for this sort of thing you know, I don't know what's happened but over the past two years all the interest seems to have been sapped out of my life, I used to be able to write about anything, a pigeon I saw with short legs, a man with orange shoes. I don't know. It all seemed far more exciting to me before. Now I can just laugh about things and then they're gone.
In year 9 I had a livejournal which I posted in about three times a day.
HAHA here is my livejournal entry from the 11th February 2005. When I was only 14!

Dancing to the sound of...: Brand New
Yesss, finally thats another half term over, about time too, I'm so tired, recently I haven't been bothered to do anything, I go to school, then I go home through the shops, then go online until dinner, then i look at my homework and decide i can do it in the morning. Then I go to bed at about half 11.
Well hah to that, it is the holidays now so i can snigger at the sight of school being boring when i go past it on the bus to town.
School today was pretty crap to be honest, me and Tasha were late, then I did my french homework in the lesson. On the way to PE, i got stopped and yelled at in the corridor for having my shirt untucked and wearing a necklace. I dont really see how it affects the school image at all, if we went around with long skirts, and straight trousers and our shirts tucked in they would think we were a boffin school. You know when teachers tell you that if you dont want to go by the rules then you should leave, i bet the entire school would just up and walk out if that was the case.
I had to go to a song rehearsal for Bugsy Malone at lunch, Tallulah sounds like a chipmunk, this is going to be humiliating. Sadly our play is on at the same time as Vesey's, I really wanted to go and see theirs!
Tonight I went to Leah's, Tasha is staying over but I could not because I am having Nat to stay tomorrow instead of going to the party down the street. I have left my Futureheads cd at leahs, damn! I saw 'Finding Nemo' for the first time, but then my dad came to pick me up just before the end, grr, and here I am now, and it is the holiday!
Tomorrow I'm going to get some new clothes i think, i have finally got some money, I want to make myself a new skirt to wear to the Kaiser Chiefs. I'm excited!
I had better go now and do something out of the ordinary, maybe, err, ok leave this one with me, I'll come up with something.
Good Byeee
x x x x x x x x

Haha wasn't I a bag of cocks? I remember all that shit well though.
See, that's not any more interesting than my life now, but somehow I managed to write about it. You know something is amiss when you can't find anything of interest in your own life. It's not even that my life is shit, completely the opposite. I am happy, I have nice friends and family, lots of shoes and a mocha addiction, what's not to enjoy?
I think my life is growing a little boring, I'd be tired of writing the same dull things over and over.
I have been saying this for ages. Ages and ages.
'MEH MEH MEH I NEED TO DO SOMETHING NEW BLAH BLAH LIFE IS THE SAME I AM A BORING TWAT MEH MEH BLAHAHAHA' ETC.
I'm not going to say that this time, or say that 'I mean it.' Because there is no doubt that I will not do anything, my life will remain pleasantly dull.

I am in one of those moods where you just don't feel that you can be bothered. I kind of want to go to the athletics club today, or rather, I feel that I ought to go, although I am lacking in botheration. I am too tired because this morning I had that thing where you are too tired but cannot sleep.
I might go ask my parents what to do. If they tell me I ought to go I darn well might.

Also, I have finished my 'GARDEN' art project, finally! It was really wearing me down, grinding at my soul like a bag of bolts.
Yeah, so in a bit slags.

Another cacky Monday.

2007-01-15T18:41:00.000Z

Today was pointless, I had Leadership in PE, we had to shout nursery rhymes across the gym. Why, that's not really leadership, is it? That's shouting nursery rhymes. Apparently it's life skills, and that's something I'm going to need to do in later life isn't it. Shout Twinkle Twinkle across a smelly hall full of other people screaming Baa Baa Black Sheep etc. and getting really het up. You know when everyone makes a really loud noise and then they all stop and you are the last one left, ranting away? Maybe not. You might not be bullied into this sort of thing. That happens to me, that is what is wrong with PE lessons.

Physical education? Tssh. I want to do jogging again.

I'd like GCSEs to be over now, and for it to be summer. I'd like to go to Devon and spend my evenings on the beach with a poorly constructed fire eating marshmallows on sticks and lukewarm spaghetti hoops with bits of ash and exploded pebbles in them. That is a pleasant way to pass the time.

In art I planned out my final piece, although working out the dimensions I discovered that the canvas is going to need to be 1.3m tall which is a little excessive, considering I have barely any time to do work as it is. I have sort of decided to do some people sitting in a summer house with a big mirror and the reflection of a really formal garden with a cascade. Much like the one at Chatsworth but without the huge contemporary sculpture. I found a nice photo with a really gnarled tree which I might use in a National Trust 'engagement diary'.

Après le lycée was opera where I spent the entire hour and a half learning how to flick open a fan, it may look easy when they do it on the TV/On the stage/In martial arts, but it is bloody hard when you are given a dodgy fan. When I broke the first one the 'director' looked like he was going to weep. He wouldn't have known had I not been named and shamed by little Alex.

There are some dogs living in one of the houses down the hill which always start barking around 7 'o' clock, sure enough they have just 'gone off' it's like they're on a timer; or are kept in a soundproof box for most of the time and are let out for a couple of minutes to disturb everyone, so the owner can have a bit of a laugh.

I fancy baking some biscuits now, I have an excellent recipe for some chocolate and almond shortbread(dy style thing)s that I found which I will write on here if anyone's interested.

Ciao for now 'readers' (Leah)

Song of the Day - 'Like A Rolling Stone', Bob Dylan
Colour of the day - Fuschia

Photobucket is working again.

2007-01-14T14:40:00.000Z

That is the painting, finally.

I've been for a 7.25 mile run today and it looks like someone put my feet in a mangle. They hurt so much. But I'm really proud of myself.

Colour of the day - Electric Blue.
Song of the day - Alsatian, White Rose Movement. I'm addicted.

In a bit.

Update Shocker

2007-01-14T10:38:00.000Z

Hello children, I've just remembered that this blog exists and so I have decided to update. It's not so easy writing every day when you have 48 hours worth of coursework to do all the time, but my work is done so I'm back and I'm going to attempt to keep this blog going.

I have decided to turn this into a sort of art blog, it would be a music too if I was technologically advanced enough to put things on here for download. I'll just say what I've been listening to and tell you to look for it on hype machine or whatever.

So, as an introduction, I like art, painting mainly, and I'll put pictures of my work up here as I do it.
My art is generally unpretentious, don't go expecting big squares of colour with bits of cereal glued in them using animal fat, I go for the acrylics & oils and the images of things that actually exist.

My most recent painting is acrylic on board and is a painting of me in an arboretum as a 4 year old (ish). I found the photo whilst looking through albums the other day and the blossom and blue dress made me feel really cheery because the weather was crap. So I painted it.

I usually go in for a really detailed, realist style and my Dad's always telling me to try something a bit looser and less fiddly. I'd been looking at some impressionism books the day before so I tried something a bit more painty and textured for the plants.

Ok, I'm trying to upload the picture but my hard drive is so full I think it's slowed down my computer. Does that happen? I'm not good with computers really. I only use appleworks, iphoto, photoshop and safari so don't come correcting me all about the place.

I have a few newish photos on my flickr account, not many admittedly but do go check it out, want a look?

The photo of me in the garden won't load onto photobucket despite it being a small image so I'll have to do another post later with that in it. Later.

2006-09-10T18:39:00.000Z

I'm not used to this so you'll have to bear with me while I grow re-accustomed to the world of blogs.

My friend told me that she'd read the key to successful blogging, apparently I have to write every day to start off with and inform my little darling readers of something interesting.I don't like to do things by the book so I'm going to write this blog Mary style.

First things first, I'm Mary, I know it says that at the top but I'd like to gently poke it into your skull to start off with. I wonder if this blog ought to be on some sort of theme, I hear on the radio rather often about people who write blogs about their daily tube or bus journey. Unfortunately I rarely use either of those modes of public transport. I only catch the bus when I'm late for school.

That's enough for now.

Hello everyone...

2006-09-10T18:17:00.000Z

I've got a blog, don't expect me to write in it, that's asking a bit much.