Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Oh dear. I seem to have got myself into a spot of bother. I got my oyster card topped up last night, but I forgot to pick it up with my purse this morning. So, how am to get home? I could pay with money, but I'm not sure I have enough in coins and I'd rather not hand over a fiver and wait all evening to get the correct change. I could call mum, but she won't be able to get me. I could call dad, but I'd rather not.
Ah, an Idea has just struck me. I'll go to Tesco’s and buy something I feel like buying, perhaps a small snack. Then, with the resulting change, I'll be able to get my bus home. Great. I'll see how that goes after school then .

My reason for typing out this little problem is because I'm bored and I'm in the study room, seeing as I don't feel like the common room because it's darker in there and I'd be even more bored, and there's a lesson in the library so I can't read the book I've been reading in there since yesterday instead of doing PE . Well, now that little problem has a solution I shall spare you all from reading further (Until I get home that is )

Edit: Is that the time (11:56)? I was playing Grand Theft Auto III. It was a birthday present from dad that I only just opened, out of boredom (My birthday's at the end of March ). It was actually quite fun. I went around killing random people .
I seem to have done a few things out of boredom today.

But, first things first.
I executed my plan. I bought two packets of tissues and a bag of salt and vinegar crisps. Got the bus with no problems at all.
It has been confirmed, we have no school tomorrow, so that means I can sleep in and then do my Christmas shopping for Tom.
I thought I might try drawing some kind of picture for him instead of trying to rush a story (I'm trying to work on my drawing skills seeing as some of my family were artists and a decorator. Mum's not bad at it either. i wish she'd take it up as a hobby.)
I decided to start with a simple character and see how it went. The most basic one I could think of was Sonic the hedgehog. I looked for some images on the internet (Since it was a long time ago when I was a partial Sonic fan). Then I set about trying to draw him from those images.
I had to improvise the pose because the pictures with him standing still had something or other in the way I and I didn't want to draw him jumping around. You can tell it's Sonic, tough there are a few errors with it.
I painted it in watercolors. I chose my watercolors because pencils would show any rubbing out and felt tip pens are unreliable for doing chunks of color. This resulted in him being rather pale, but I didn't mind.
I decided to subject it to Tom's brutal criticism. He didn't have much to say (Either because he didn't want to offend me (Possible) or he couldn't be bothered (Most likely)) I pointed out that he usually takes pleasure in criticizing my artwork. Then he said "Fine" and came out with a ream of things that he thought was wrong with it.
So I've decided to scrap that idea for now. But I will show him. I'll show him that I can be just a good an artist as he thinks he is, one day. He's just had more practice than I have. He always sticks to one style of drawing. When I tell him he should try different styles if he really wants to be a successful animator he goes on about how I couldn't possibly know that and always manages to drag up the face that he "went to college". So what. I didn't and he's no better than me. He had to do a year of a lower level course to get onto the higher one he really wanted, just like me (My maths retakes combined with an ICT GNVQ (In which I proudly received a C and a Merit. I was very pleased)).
Anyway. I’m too tired to moan about Tom now. So I’ll just leave by saying;

I'm not sure what today's chocolate is. I think it's some kind of lantern, but I can't be sure.