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I know that I haven't been so up-to-date with the blogs, but please keep in there. I will try my best.



Tuesday, 20 April 2010

The Sheep Pig

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


I discovered today a pig that has the coat of a sheep. Obviously they have been around for a while but I never knew they existed. It's quite fascinating! They originate in Hungary and a breeder has given a few to our English zoos, so they have hit the news all over the country about these 'Shigs' or 'Peeps'. Seeing these photos has put the largest smile on my face. It has made my day.


Clover Clark.

Saturday, 10 April 2010

Never Replied.

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


Ever since I went to Glasgow for a conference, I have been sending emails to this guy almost every day. Just chatting about random stuff, and really getting to know each other. It was something that cheered me up in the morning, reading his email. It sounds sad but I loved reading them. But I sent my last email a couple of days ago and he has not sent me one back. I am quite disappointed! I really hoped we could still keep in touch and now he hasn't replied. I don't want to seem eager and send another email asking if he got my last one. So all I can do is waiting patiently by the computer in the hope of a following email, or just admit that maybe he just doesn't want to keep the contact.


Did I scare him off? Far, far away? I don't know. Clover Clark. xxx

Friday, 2 April 2010

The Silent Treatment

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


Don't you just hate the silent treatment? Don't you hate it more when it comes from your Mum? Well, I'm going through that crises just now, as my Mum and I had an argument yesterday and now she is not talking to me today. Wait, tell a lie, she did talk to me this morning... she said "I'm moving your stuff coz I need to vacume". Wow, good morning to you to Mum!


Clover Clark.

Wednesday, 17 March 2010

Parent's Evening


Dear Fellow Bloggers,

I don't know what it is with Parent's evening, but you think that it'll be fine, and then suddenly... at the last minute, you think that the teachers are suddenly going to list off all the bad things about you, and snitch on you to your parents. That did NOT happen today thank God! But I also get so nervous about it and feel that I want to cry. Even when the teachers predict you an A in a subject... I still feel really nervous and shakey! Is it just me?

Though I suppose it will be sad, not EVER going to have another Parent's Evening, that will be my last one, now that I am going to Uni this year (think positive, I will go to a University!) Clover Clark.

Tuesday, 16 March 2010

Love, Money and Religion.

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


I'm sick and tired of people looking down their nose at me when I tell them that I want to do Theology as a degree. Love, Money and Religion are the things that make the world go round. So if I have to put up with a person's comment about Theology one more time!!! I think I'll scream! Especially when they think they are better than me.


Clover Clark.

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Stress is a funny thing.

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


Not so long ago, I received my results from my exams and did exactly the same as last year, which means that there wasn't any point in re-sitting the exams in the first place and wasting £40. Not only that, but I will be re-sitting an exam again, spending another £20 and doing an extra exam in the summer, just so that I can get into the University that I want. I don't understand how I do so badly. Well, it's not rubbish but it's not great either (if you know what I mean).

But I haven't written a blog since forever as well. It's just not on! But if I look on the bright side, it's Mother's Day today, and at least I didn't forget like I did last year. I bought Mum some flowers, and so did my twin brothers but he out-did me with chocolates and a card! Ugh! Though, he didn't even buy them himself, he got our Nanna to do it. It shouldn't be a grandmas job to buy her daughter a mother's day present for her grandson... confusing? Yeah!

So, I came back from the French trip and had a great time. I didn't get murdered which is all good! It won't be long till my french partner comes over to England, and it will be great. Though I don't really know what to do with her... as in trips and stuff. We'll just have to wait and see. Clover Clark.

Monday, 22 February 2010

Friends

Dear Fellow Bloggers,


I had a good day at school today, and all because I stayed away from my friends. It's come to a point where I just cannot stand to be with any of them. As a friend that all of them trusted (and some still do), they told me all their secrets... and I never told anyone because I soon forgot about their stupid secrets. But I never realised how two-faced they all were, I would have friends talking to me about another, everyday, and then pretend that nothing has happened and talk to the person they just slagged off and slaughtered about a min ago. It's ridiculous! I cannot stand to be around them, because then I think, are they being two-faced to me? So now, I see them and talk to them when I feel like it, and spend most of my time in the library and study for my exams. After all, this year is important and I cannot go to Unis and say 'I know I failed, please let me in, it wasn't my fault, my friends were annoying me', they won't be interested.


Clover Clark. xxx

Sunday, 21 February 2010

The French Exchange


Dear Fellow Bloggers,

On Thursday, I will be going on a French Exchange, organised by school. I am so nervous yet excited at the same time. I'm nervous because I have never met this person in my life, she could be a crazy person, a serious killer?!? But, I'm excited because I will be going with all my other school mates and it's a great chance for me to improve on the language. After all, it is better to live there than to just learn from the text books. This is my first exchane, it's so scary! It'll be fine, I'm sure, but she lives really far away from the school and city centre, like 40mins - 1 hour away (depending on the traffic). And I get bad travel sickness! Oh dear!


Clover Clark.