Heyheyhey. NA NA NA ThE BLOG IS BACK!!!!!
Wooo wooo celebrations across the nation for the rebirth of insightful nonsense from Mazrianne.
So what has happened since my last one.. LOADS. Quick overview I've gone abroad twice to Zante and Egypt. Both were rather enjoyable. Egyptian men are SCARY (sorry to stereotype but most of them are!) An especially persistent male called Ahmed (yes, the name of the famous dead terrorist) actually proposed to me and was asking my dad for my hand in marriage and a blessing. Although I was flattered I did think it was going abit fast..even for me. Oh and a milestone in my life has been reached. I am now attending school for myself and because I want to. Now doesn't that sound depressing?
Sixth form is everything I expected. That's all I really can say on the matter.
Oh just for those who really know me. I'm going to be in a show. A classic musical. Guys 'n' Dolls. It's on next week. ARGH. I don't think I have mentally prepared myself yet- acting really isn't my Forté. OH WELL.
So there was a little incident this morning whilst walking into school with my chums. Everyday without fail there has been a Mum with her two kids ( boy - 5 girl -10) riding into school. The mum is usually on the road with a S.U.L.A and tight jeans. The boy speeding along the pavement failing to use his brakes whilst his sister (presumably) riding straight behind taking up the room of I would say around 12 pedestrians in a line. Today I had had it. Once again I would have to leap to one side just because this chubby kid can't grasp the brakes or steer onto the road. I took a stand and simply as they passed (to merely satisfy my annoyance) I muttered under my breath "He should really be on the road". Evidently not under my breath enough because a second after the statement leaves my lips I hear a screeching mother shout "SHUT UP, HE'S ONLY FIVE. YOU STUPID GIRL!" I personally think this was a step too far for what I said especially the personal remark of 'stupid girl'.
Here's a message to Mrs S.U.L.A wherever you are just hope that you don't see me tomorrow because I am NOT afraid.
I presume that I will have enough time and random thoughts (or insightful nonsense ;)) to put it into some form of enjoyable reading. As Raven said- 'Let the challenge, Begin.'
About Me
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Saturday, 9 July 2011
Slumber Parties.
I wonder how many sleepovers I have had in my lifetime....Hmmm.
Yes, last night, I did attend one of these sleepovers. They are a strange concept, don't you think?! I mean let's all go to someones house and watch movies, eat lots of food and generally have fun but then the person sleeping over (or the sleepovee - I just thought of that ;) ) get's the uncontrollable pleasure of sleeping on either: the hard bedroom/sitting room floor, the comfy sofa which inevitable comes to a bitter end when your body just overheats or the dreaded airbed. I can't say I have ever had a nights sleep where the airbed hasn't deflated by the morning and you just end up with you bum on the floor underneath. I'm not saying I'm the anti-sleepoverer or anything as extreme as that (which is clearly what you were thinking ;) ) but I feel that if a sleepover is proposed to me I either need good warning to mentally prepare myself or a good solid reason why the sleepover is taking place e.g a birthday, movie marathon, cookathon etc. I do love the idea of having a sleepover every night as it would be a barrel of laughs. Although there is nothing more comforting or cosy as a warm bed with new sheets and a fluffed up pillow and knowing that tonight you can simply slide beneath your quilt and get a good night sleep next to Piggywiggywoo - my cuddly pig teddy.
Exactly what I plan to do tonight. *sighs*
Yes, last night, I did attend one of these sleepovers. They are a strange concept, don't you think?! I mean let's all go to someones house and watch movies, eat lots of food and generally have fun but then the person sleeping over (or the sleepovee - I just thought of that ;) ) get's the uncontrollable pleasure of sleeping on either: the hard bedroom/sitting room floor, the comfy sofa which inevitable comes to a bitter end when your body just overheats or the dreaded airbed. I can't say I have ever had a nights sleep where the airbed hasn't deflated by the morning and you just end up with you bum on the floor underneath. I'm not saying I'm the anti-sleepoverer or anything as extreme as that (which is clearly what you were thinking ;) ) but I feel that if a sleepover is proposed to me I either need good warning to mentally prepare myself or a good solid reason why the sleepover is taking place e.g a birthday, movie marathon, cookathon etc. I do love the idea of having a sleepover every night as it would be a barrel of laughs. Although there is nothing more comforting or cosy as a warm bed with new sheets and a fluffed up pillow and knowing that tonight you can simply slide beneath your quilt and get a good night sleep next to Piggywiggywoo - my cuddly pig teddy.
Exactly what I plan to do tonight. *sighs*
Thursday, 7 July 2011
An EnglishGirl in a massively overrated American event.
Yes it happened. My Year11 Prom Wooo wooo etc.
To be truly honest it was much better than I thought it was going to be :) We had a DJ and photographers and a buffet. It was rather fabulous and I'm pretty sure everyone had a good time. Oh....we did also hold an awards ceremony, basically everyone voted online and the votes got counted and VOILA. The main reason I'm telling you this of course is...I bet you've already guessed. YES I got an award!!!!!!! WOOOoooooooooooooooooooo. I got 'Most likely to be on television'. What a screwball..
I'm going to have to live to this prophecy now.
See you on babestation around 11 ;)
To be truly honest it was much better than I thought it was going to be :) We had a DJ and photographers and a buffet. It was rather fabulous and I'm pretty sure everyone had a good time. Oh....we did also hold an awards ceremony, basically everyone voted online and the votes got counted and VOILA. The main reason I'm telling you this of course is...I bet you've already guessed. YES I got an award!!!!!!! WOOOoooooooooooooooooooo. I got 'Most likely to be on television'. What a screwball..
I'm going to have to live to this prophecy now.
See you on babestation around 11 ;)
Friday, 1 July 2011
Bounce.
Friday 1st July 2011
I've been off school since the 27th May, but since then I have had exams. Therefore, in the meantime, I've just been revising and thinking about school and revising and Blah Blah Blah. Last Monday was my last ever GCSE exam. So I thought I would have plenty of relaxing times. But noooo I haven't.. I have done something every day this week and bloody hell it's more tiring then school! You have to smile at friends and strangers and generally be happy everyday. It is such an effort. Also it gets worse...yesterday I had to go to a taster day at a prospective sixth form for moi. Seriously I haven't attended anything more tedious.. meeting new people, reviewing whether someone could be your friend and judging people's fashion sense ;) I really am one to dislike meeting new people- you always have to be the one to make conversation and half of it is silly things like what's your favourite tv programme? Where do you live? Where do you go to school? and both people generally don't care about the answer.
Consequently today I have decided to stay in my jim jams, watch wimbledon 2011 and of course defragment my laptop. Ahhhhh relaxed doesn't even start to explain how I'm feeling.
I've been off school since the 27th May, but since then I have had exams. Therefore, in the meantime, I've just been revising and thinking about school and revising and Blah Blah Blah. Last Monday was my last ever GCSE exam. So I thought I would have plenty of relaxing times. But noooo I haven't.. I have done something every day this week and bloody hell it's more tiring then school! You have to smile at friends and strangers and generally be happy everyday. It is such an effort. Also it gets worse...yesterday I had to go to a taster day at a prospective sixth form for moi. Seriously I haven't attended anything more tedious.. meeting new people, reviewing whether someone could be your friend and judging people's fashion sense ;) I really am one to dislike meeting new people- you always have to be the one to make conversation and half of it is silly things like what's your favourite tv programme? Where do you live? Where do you go to school? and both people generally don't care about the answer.
Consequently today I have decided to stay in my jim jams, watch wimbledon 2011 and of course defragment my laptop. Ahhhhh relaxed doesn't even start to explain how I'm feeling.
Thursday, 30 June 2011
Blueberry and apple blast my bedazzled buds with blindingly brilliant bursts of bewitching bliss.
Thursday 30th June 2011
Wow. I've got to say I just love adverts. Who doesn't????? I know lots of sad and lonely people switch channels in the breaks but sometimes I do the complete opposite! I switch from a programme onto the adverts. My favourites at the moment have to be:
J20- they've pulled it out the bag haven't they..I mean who had even thought of J20 as a strong advert contender but no no no they are.....Those tongue twisters are truly fabulous.
Birdseye with the silly, silly polar bearr... omg I love him *dippers dippers* he makes me cry with laughter. He just does it for me.
Old spice! That man is hilarious. the advert is true genius...! so much love for it I found the exact script for you...(Aren't I just the nicest person)
“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I’m on a horse.” XD
And finally the true outright winner at the moment has to HAS TO go to the two Australian men from Foster's!!!!!!!! They are downright revolutionary. You only need to mutter the words "budgie smugglers" to someone and they know exactly what you mean!
So to end all I can say is GOOD CALL.
Wow. I've got to say I just love adverts. Who doesn't????? I know lots of sad and lonely people switch channels in the breaks but sometimes I do the complete opposite! I switch from a programme onto the adverts. My favourites at the moment have to be:
J20- they've pulled it out the bag haven't they..I mean who had even thought of J20 as a strong advert contender but no no no they are.....Those tongue twisters are truly fabulous.
Birdseye with the silly, silly polar bearr... omg I love him *dippers dippers* he makes me cry with laughter. He just does it for me.
Old spice! That man is hilarious. the advert is true genius...! so much love for it I found the exact script for you...(Aren't I just the nicest person)
“Hello, ladies, look at your man, now back to me, now back at your man, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your man could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I’m on a horse.” XD
And finally the true outright winner at the moment has to HAS TO go to the two Australian men from Foster's!!!!!!!! They are downright revolutionary. You only need to mutter the words "budgie smugglers" to someone and they know exactly what you mean!
So to end all I can say is GOOD CALL.
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
Wine Tasting.
Wednesday 29th June 2011.
On monday night I got no sleep at all; I was at a campout but technically it was a sleepover in a tent in a friend's garden. It was horrifically wonderful as no sleep = random hysteria and crazy memories. Everyone laughed at anything and generally we all had a F.A.B time. So today I had some more sleep than usual because I'm slowly recovering from the one night insomnia; although my mum has always said you only need one night's good sleep to be back on form- I'm not so convinced. I woke up (as you do) and watched a bit of E4 to pass the time. Then I realised that on Monday night I had (purposefully) missed a call from work. I'm a waitress at a local pub and have been for around 5months. This call had fortunately led to a voicemail and after listening to it a couple of times I discovered that I had some staff training today but not only was it staff training...It was WINE TASTING. YAY. So I went in for two hours of "staff training". I actually learnt quite a bit. I was opened to a whole new richer/older/more mature alcoholic world. My knowledge grew from just thinking that wine tasted like wine/grapes and was only really nice if it is mulled wine or for holy communion (and even for Church I struggled to not think about anything but how much it reminded me of dirt and dust, probably just the Churches I went to) to actually thinking about whether a wine tasted of citrus, orchard or tropical fruits. There was about 7 of us learning from this man about New and Old world wines and the different regions of Italy, Spain, France etc. We all tried and tasted 8 seperate wines: 3white, 2rosé and 3red. I found out that may favourite wine is the Riesling: slightly sweet, half dry, medium bodied and great on a summery day to complement asian food.
On monday night I got no sleep at all; I was at a campout but technically it was a sleepover in a tent in a friend's garden. It was horrifically wonderful as no sleep = random hysteria and crazy memories. Everyone laughed at anything and generally we all had a F.A.B time. So today I had some more sleep than usual because I'm slowly recovering from the one night insomnia; although my mum has always said you only need one night's good sleep to be back on form- I'm not so convinced. I woke up (as you do) and watched a bit of E4 to pass the time. Then I realised that on Monday night I had (purposefully) missed a call from work. I'm a waitress at a local pub and have been for around 5months. This call had fortunately led to a voicemail and after listening to it a couple of times I discovered that I had some staff training today but not only was it staff training...It was WINE TASTING. YAY. So I went in for two hours of "staff training". I actually learnt quite a bit. I was opened to a whole new richer/older/more mature alcoholic world. My knowledge grew from just thinking that wine tasted like wine/grapes and was only really nice if it is mulled wine or for holy communion (and even for Church I struggled to not think about anything but how much it reminded me of dirt and dust, probably just the Churches I went to) to actually thinking about whether a wine tasted of citrus, orchard or tropical fruits. There was about 7 of us learning from this man about New and Old world wines and the different regions of Italy, Spain, France etc. We all tried and tasted 8 seperate wines: 3white, 2rosé and 3red. I found out that may favourite wine is the Riesling: slightly sweet, half dry, medium bodied and great on a summery day to complement asian food.
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