• The Mighty Boosh- too much Rock 'n' Roll, not enough comedy?

    OK. Let's get one thing straight. I am NOT Boosh-bashing here. I bloody love them, but.... I've been thinking. Yeah, i know, thinking's a dangerous thing i don't do it often.

    At the moment I can't help thinking that the Boosh are going off the point a bit. i mean, everywhere i read (NME) it's :
    Noel's been talking to Alice Cooper and they're going to write an acid - goth musical together.
    OR
    Noel's been getting tips off U2 and the Edge about performing etc for the Boosh band / Festival.
    OR even
    Noel's been talking to Ronnie Wood about doing a new version of 'Where the Wild Things are' for the Boosh Book (even though Ronnie's in Rehab at the moment).

    Really, it's got nothing to do with me, but what happened to the comedy? Deep down, you can tell Noel's always wanted to be a rockstar, so they're persuing the Boosh-Band thing, and now they're more famous and it's cool to be a Booshie all of a sudden (it's not just wierdos like me quoting lines at inappropriate moments and singing wierd little songs no-one's ever heard of) Noel's hanging around with all these celebrities etc.
    Don't get me wrong, of course he can have friends, and it's fine to go off and do new things.

    Sometimes i really do think though it's all gone to Noel's head, and sooner or later he's just going to forget about being funny all together, and persue just 'being a rockstar'.

    He's already there really- always all over the tabloids, taking cocaine and apparently he had a breakdown? Sooner or later he'll be living on an island with a small indian boy...(sorry, i had to get that in). It's not like i know him personally or anything, so i'm probably totally wrong, i just get that impression. Julian, on the other hand, is being very sensible and staying out of the limelight.

    I already know how much of a hippocrite i'll be when i automatically go out and buy the album, the book, and the festival dvd,even though it's more about the boosh being rockstars and nothing to do with comedy, but i'm still kind of annoyed about this.

    The Mighty Boosh do deserve their success- the show is genius........just, keep writing the comedy guys, it's why we fell in love with you in the first place.

    x

  • Cake!

    I love cake at the best of times, and anyone who doesn't must have a very unhappy life.

    But this is why i love my best friend.

    She made me a cake for my birthday! but not just any cake, oh, no...............

    A MIGHTY BOOSH CAKE! All by herself! For me!

    Have a picture....
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    Apart from this I had quite an unexciting birthday, because i'm having a party after i get my gcse results - i don't want to celebrate too early in case they're shit...... U-(

    I didn't ask for presents because i can never be arsed with them really, but my parents just insisted on giving me money. That actually might have been a good thing, because i currently have none and very quickly need to get a job......and my friends made me a photo album with loads of embarassing pictures of me in (most from when i hade a HIDEOUS middle parting and no layers) and to be honest i didn't realise they had that many pictures of me frowning, with my eyes closed, pulling faces etc! They can't have many where i actually look normal.......but right now, i don't care, i have my boosh cake! yay!

    x

  • Prom!...a 3rd time....

    I haven't posted for a while I'm too lazy. My life has been boring since I finished school.

    The best thing that's happened was prom, wich came and went and it wasn't as bad as i thought it was going to be. I also finally got a dress! and it was one that didn't make me look ridiculous, which is always a bonus. I actually had a good time, despite the creepy teachers and no alcohol (they were threatening to throw us out if they thought we had any. On the brightside someone managed to get some vodka and coke which we all passed round so it wasn't too bad.
    We had a meal and everyone inhaled the helium out of the balloons which was a laugh, and looking at them now i've just realised i look naked on most of my pictures because they're only of my head and shoulders mostly and my dress had no straps!

    We had a dance afterwards and that was also really fun, even if they played some embarassing things like 'Barbie Girl' etc, i reckon i would have danced to anything! They also made up for it with some proper music as well. The teachers did us proud too and got totally sloshed so by the end of the night they were trying to dance with us, which freaked me out slightly, seen as most of my teachers are old and creepy.

    The only thing that annoyed me slightly was we couldn't go out afterwards because we had to go into school for sixth form induction the next day....... i could hardly speak to anyone that morning... let alone choose my a-level options....

    x

  • NME and the Mighty Boosh

    Wow.
    I haven't posted for ages- i  was banned from the laptop until my exams were over .... it sucks....
    Anyway, mainly to cheer myself up.... here is two of my favourite things combined...... the boosh and nme! 


    However, this also slightly depresses me 'cos i can't go to the festival! *sob*!!! Oh well i'll just have to wait for the live show dvd- i don't know if i can wait that long!

    x

  • Me and Dresses.......just don't mix!

    I realised I haven't posted in ages! .....Exams taking over my life..... fun fun fun.....here's an update...

    The prom dress hunting has NOT gone well..... my mum decided to bring my gran along (when was that EVER a good idea??!!) and so, at that point i knew looking like a pair of curtains was a very likely outcome to the trip.

    You've probably gathered we didn't get a dress! I tried on some fairly horrific things though, including a purple dress which had a skirt so wide it wouldn't fit in the changing room for me to try it on, then when i did eventually get it on i had to stand on a box to stop me tripping over! haha

    It made me laugh afterwards!

    My mum did actually say I looked like on of those dolls that people sit on top of their loo-rolls ....... so maybe it wasn't the dress for me! Gran liked it though!

    So, now I'm still dressless and my gran keeps sending me pictures of people in dresses through the post, saying she thinks I should wear them more often, 'cos they're far prettier than all this other stuff i wear!

    At this rate it looks as if i'm going to my prom in jeans and a t-shirt, which suits me fine! Here are a few things i did learn though:

    1) DO NOT take gran. (she wanted to teach me how to flush the toilet properly and liked talking about very morbid things! haha)

    2)  Surprisingly, if you're short, getting a short dress doesn't make your legs any longer, so getting a longer one with an A-line skirt (not too wide!) stops you from looking like one of the seven dwarves.

    3) Make sure you have you're best friend on hand to help you and have a good laugh at you afterwards!


  • Last day..... sort of.....

    Leaving school tomorrow!

    No, I lie. i'm coming back for sixth form....  :( which means i'm not quite free yet!

    Anyway, the reason for leaving tomorrow is that my school is old fashioned. Let's just say, we still have blackboards and some of the teachers taught my friend's parents when they went to the school!
    This old-fashionedness (???) means we get exam leave before our GCSEs even though the government said we shouldn't have it anymore or something.......................................
    So, the long and short of this is that i get no more school until september! SEPTEMBER! What am i going to do with all this time?
    Of course there's the small matter of going in and passing 11 GCSEs, so thats.. erm..... 20+ exams.... but apart from that....PARTY!

    So tomorrow, being the last day, i reckon won't be anything but a huge year 11 party, shirt signing, etc... and then everyone says they're all going to cry! To be honest you can't really plan it if its genuine sadness, it needs to be spontaneous! and we're all coming back next year... well, most of us.... it's sad for people going to other places etc.... but otherwise, it's a day at school, with no work!

    oh well.......

    One girl said to me today 'I like your face, I've never noticed it before'   (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Five years, and on the penultimate day you say this???!!!!!

    Nice to know I've made an impression!

    x

  • First the Live show, now a festival!


    Wellll.... yet another something to be excited about even though i have a snowflake in hell's chance of going!

    After wasting lots of time messing about on facebook and checking the groups, i stumbled across this.............................
    ' Looks like the boosh are planning a festival'.... so i investigated, and concluded that:

    The mighty boosh are planning to headline their own festival! Apparently they're the new rock 'n' roll?!
    All i really know is it's at the Hop Farm, near Tonbridge in Kent, on Saturday July 5!!!! and they're expecting 30,000 people!
    Also, some of their friends might also be playing at the festival, like:

    The Horrors :D :D

    Razorlight

    Robots in disguise :D :D

    and possibly Russell brand :D :D

    WOW!
    Anyway because i'm so lazy and i really need to do some revision for my German oral exam (IN FOUR DAYS!!!!!!!!!!) I'm sure you'd love to read it for yourselves......

    http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/theatre/2008/04/bring_on_the_mighty_boosh_fest.html

    just for the hell of it.... have a picture!!!

    mighty boosh
    enjoy!

    x

  • Prom.. again.....

    >Isn’t it strange how just as i post about the prom, we get a letter about it? So, i am no longer as mystified as i was. To be honest, it isn’t really that strange since we were bound to get told wtf was going on at some point. Anyway, i thought why not tell everyone here what was going on too, so at a later date when i’m panicking you know why! Not to mention the hunt for a dress which will ensue, so expect a lot of pictures of the dresses i’m liking at the moment....

    Our prom is at a local hotel, and it all sounds a bit posh to me, with what sounds like a very nice 2-3 course meal! That’s an up-side i suppose, but i also found out that we have to invite the teachers?! WHY???? Could it be more embarrassing! If you have any experience of teachers you know my problem!  Let’s just say, for some unknown reason the prom committee whose single function is to decide which teachers to invite have decided to invite the head of history, who’s known for being a bit batty! She’s from the past........ and the last time she was invited by a year group she got so drunk she decided to have a little paddle in the pond at the front of the hotel! What am i doing letting her determine whether i pass or fail gcse history with what she’s telling me!? Other than that i guess it’ll be a surprise to find out which other teachers (embarrassments) i’ll have to avoid for the entire night! It’ll definitely be funny though!

    I’ll keep you posted in the meantime!

     

    Now i reaaaally need to get back to work – i’m supposed to be revising for my GCSEs which start in a week or so!

       

    x

  • PROM?!

    Ok..... I'm booored, i'm ignoring revision and i thought it was about time i posted on here seen as i've been drowning in GCSE 'stuff' and so i haven't had chance for a while. So, while listening to IAMX,   this is what i came up with as an attempt at a post.
     

    I have also been thinking quite a lot about the monster that lurks in the shadows which takes the form of our school prom. Everyone tells me it should be fantastic but to be honest i just can't see it happening. As far as i know it's gone to everyone's heads far too much, because the people on the prom committee have already decided on the dress code (dress code?! i was planning to go in  a hoodie and jeans, but somehow, i don't think that's going to be allowed).
    Yes, it's tuxedos (?) for the guys and long flowing dresses for us girlies..... which to me just means yet another thing for me to worry about-  finding/choosing/buying a dress! You have to understand this is quite a trauma for me, seen as i only actually own two dresses at the moment (i'll see if i can take a picture) and they're hardly ball gowns. I kinda live in skinny jeans and t-shirts, so buying a dress for a party at xmas gave my mum a huge shock! There's also the added complication of me being quite little, and i don't particularly want to end up looking like an oompa-loompa with really short legs by getting the wrong shaped dress.....

    On top of the dress situation, i also have to deal with my friends, who seem to insist on using it as a weapon in their constant wars against each other. They're arguing about who's booking which limo (what limo?! no-one told me about any limo!), who's wearing which colour dresses in which style, and who's going with who and who's getting ready where! Being a bear of very little brain, this seems to be a bit too much for my overloaded mind, and now i'm totally confused.
    Apparently it's on a Tuesday. That's all i know.

    Anyway, i reckon i'm being too negative about the whole thing....erm..... on the plus side...... it might be nice for the whole of year 11 to be together for once... 
    Oh, and watching one particular friend of mine trying to dance might be quite funny.......somehow it's looking like the cons outweigh the pros. I'm sure i'll start to look forward to it the closer i get to it........

    In the meantime, there's the small matter of trying tp get all 11 GCSEs to attend to! 

  • Twickenham.... where dreams are made.... part 2

    Back from London!
    Typical northerners - start a fight then bugger off home.

    That was basically what happened. Oh, and we watched a bit of rugby too. But overall, despite having to get up at a time which i didn't actually believe existed because it was so early, it was one massive party- six hours there on a bus, partying and basically listening to loud music, painting faces, eating and singing in a drunken way just to stay awake.
    We got there, then walked round Twickenham looking ridiculous. Erm... the reason we looked so idiotic was that we kinda got the wrong end of the stick- we turned up with blue and white faces, war paint, flags and some of the guys even painted their chests blue, and the rest of the schools were all really posh private schools (so I still wonder what the hell we were doing there) and they were all looking very sensible with monacles and tweed jackets etc...

    Anyway, so there we were, singing too loudly (but we weren't  being very offensive actually, which makes a change), and generally acting like it was something we were supposed to be enjoying !?! I think this cheerful outlook upset the particularly posh people- even standing up to cheer got on their nerves!

    Even though the people behind me i think were about to hit me over the head for screaming and cheering and singing and standing up (shock horror) i decided to do it even more just to piss them off (i tend to do that when i reckon people are being unfair like that). 
    If that got on their nerves, the thing that really did it was a prize idiot in our year decided to take on the entire crowd of supporters for the other team in a drunken rage. Well done to him. Clearly, eveyone thought he'd escaped from the zoo. 
    So, with this genius idea in place, he must have started to provoke those supporters or something  because before long, they started to throw stuff at him and were calling him a fat bastard. They probably thought he was the entertainment instead of the rugby!
    At this point, i had to look away and hide underneath the huge flag i was waving about, because the total moron decided the best way to respond to this insult was to take off his shirt and show everyone his belly.  'What a dumbass. Wtf is he doing?' were probably the thoughts of most of the spectators at that moment.

    Then the stewards decided to intervene by standing in between the supporters from my school and the supporters from the other school. Surprisingly enough, this apparently didn't work, because apparently he caused a 'heated discussion'  during and after the match. So if there are any people who were at that game, don't worry, we all think he's a dickhead. All the time.

    After the game, we carried on the party (we had to stay positive, we had the prospect of 6 hours back on the bus before we got home to contend with), which was basically more singing etc, but this time, we also started to get very serious and competitive about uno, which was an experience. Remember, at this point i hadn't slept in a very long time and so everyone was probably hallucinating. But i swear to God, the colour of a card has never mattered to me more in my entire life.

    Overall, I still want to go and live in London, seen as Camden's probably one of the most amazing places in the world, as long as i'm not banned from going because of certain yobbos.

    x

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