hathycol | (no subject)

If you call me...

Colleen - You are someone I know.
Col - You're a close friend, or at Guides.
Hathor - You're an online friend.
Hathy_col - You're in Livejournal.
Bitchface - You're probably Maria.
Coleen - You're an imbecile. (Chances are, you work for Homebase.)
Conkie Lou - Believe it or not, you're my mother. She has been calling me this since I was three. I don't know why.
Colleen Mary - Good grief, you're angry with me.
Superduck - You're on the bus with me.
Miss Cheetham - You were my old dance teacher
Colon - You're probably Anne, another old dance teacher.
Semi - You're Gilly. No, it's not funny.
Chlorine - You're Paul Jones.
Our Jules Oldest - You're from Mum's side of the family that we never see and only remember mum from when she was the same age as I am. You're probably from the West Midlands.
Our Simon's Eldest - Same, but with Dad and probably Lancashire.

Just had Guidance and discovered that I have to spend my Wednesday in a thingie for Centigrade, to descide what kind of university I need. Apparently, I will also need a HB pencil. And I paid £12.50 for this? No one told me I would have to give up my Film lunchtime to do a questionnaire! If this film turns out to be a good one, like the Fight Club and Bowling For Columbine debacle, I will be Irritated. Extremely so.

I have nothing to do today. I have a lesson first thing and last thing, as Elaine isn't in and Guidance is a load of rubbish at the best of times. Bah.

I'm still knackered from last night, as I got distracted by The Antipope (YAY! Brentford Trilogy!) and went to bed late in the end. Have nagging feeling am being taken over my evil cold germs, and can't help but wonder how messy that'll be with a nose piercing. I have an image of shooting barbs of metal at people. In it's own way, that could be fun.

I should probably be learning my RADA speech, or sonnet. Meh. I'll go tomorrow.

~Hathy_Col~