Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Well. Usual story as my other mornings won’t go into that. The damned space bar won’t work properly on this computer.
Miller’s lesson was boring.
Ms Banks went off to do something and accidentally locked us in.
I felt inspired to work in Ms Miller’s lesson. But no more. I was all set to do my essay or IT when I got the chance. I even decided not to go to PE just to get registered to work. But the inspiration’s gone now. Though I have written another page to my werewolf story.
I’m kind of excited. Tomorrow is my birthday and I’ll be 19. That’s actually kind of scary really. 19. My last year, technically, as a teenager. I can’t wait but then again I can, if you understand my meaning. Everything’s a mad rush at the moment (in my mind). I have so much work to do and old story ideas keep popping into my head, stories I can’t use for anything but inspiration because they’re me in a cartoon I liked at the time. I never wrote them. But I thought about them all of the time.
Oh, I forgot to tell you all. I mentioned that animation I did last week. Well, over the weekend I did a new one titled “The Penguin” in which a blob of blue tack rolls around and eventually moulds itself into a penguin. Not as cute as my first one.
I was hoping to be able to see 300 on Saturday. But then I remembered that Tom asked if he could come. After the way that conversation went I wonder if he’ll actually come or not. He probably will, just to p*** me off.

Well, I’ve nothing else to say now.

Bluebiird out.