Thursday 15 December 2011

Keb Vs. Life 14/12/11

My favorite movie of all time has to be the Lion King without question. For my sixteenth my mom took me to go see it on the West End in London. I seriously could have died right after and have been totally content with my life, it might have been the single most brilliant expirience of my life, ever. The weekend was awesome with the museams and shizz, but really the show was astounding. If you have never been, go, seriously, do it. Do it now. Why are you still reading? Go book your tickets.

On another note. Another good movie is 'Imagine me and you' and while not your conventional love story (e.g boy meets girl, fall in love, parents/teachers/other person try to break them up blah de blah) it's an awesome, as I call them, fuzzy film.

It's about this girl called Rahceal who gets married to this guy called Hector but the florist who does the wedding (Luce) catches her eye and they fall head over heels in love and Heck tries to play the good guy and let her be happy and it has the happy ending where Luce and Racheal find each other again and so on.

Seriously, go see it. Awesome film. You can usually find it online, but shhh, that's a little less than legal ;)

So my Biology teacher (Who will hereforth be refered to as Mr ScaryMan (Not his really name)) who is usually quite laid back and serene goes Apeshit on monday because all bar four people got an E or less on the mock exam. First off, let me say, if all but four people fail then it can't just be our fault right? It's gotta be something the teacher is or is not doing too.

But anyway. So Mr ScaryMan is glaring at us all (and we know he is pissed due to the very angry email he sent us the week before) and starts screaming at us. Telling us we are all going to fail in January and he even throws an exam paper across the room. Mr ScaryMan, I'm not sure if you are allowed to throw things at us y;know, but I'm not going to mention it incase you hunt me down and decapitate me with a blunt axe in the middle of the night while I'm sleeping....

He even storms out mid rage, which is kind of funny. You have to try so hard not to laugh when teachers yell at you. But not only that, out other Biology teacher (hereafter known as Miss SkinnyTwit) then lays on the 'I'm so disappointed in you' speech which quite frankly is so much worse than just being yelled at.

I never take mock exams seriously. Though in the interest of keeping my head attached to my shoulders I think I will from now on....

That's a lie, Procrastination and PS3 FTW <3

Kebby x

Thursday 8 December 2011

Keb Vs. Life 08/12/11

Life goes on. That's my message of the day to everyone (by that I mean the all of 1 person who reads this) No matter how big a mistake you make (unless you get your hands on nuclear weapons) it won't end the world and tomorrow will still come. Everything will change maybe, but time will march on.

Which I suppose brings us to today's story. I recently got a job working on the cashiers at sainsburys and I am lucky enough to have my mother as a boss (*sarcastic happy dance*) and it's not too bad. But because I'm under eighteen I can't sell alcohol to people and have to call a supervisor over to approve it. You know what? People are not jut awkward, they are downright nasty.

This one man who came in only came through with only alcohol - despite the fact that there is a sign on my till stating that I am under 18 and have to call a supervisor - and when I explain it to him and ask him if he would like to go to another till or wait for a supervisor he goes: Why are you on a till if you are under 18?

So I looked at him, smiled sweetly (though I was thinking of some choice words mind you) and said: I'm sorry sir, I can work on the till at sixteen, but I can only sell items that I am legally old enough to buy myself.

He looks at me and goes: Get off the till you stupid girl, where is your manager?

I had to suppress the biggest urge to punch him in the face, but I didn't. I went: 'Sorry sir,' (through gritted teeth and the most sarcastic tone ever) I will call my manager, but she will say the same thing, I have every right not to sell you this alcohol, so please bare with me'

He looked stunned that I had spoken to him in that way, but most of the other customers were trying not to laugh. How is it my fault if someone is a class a douche and isn't afraid to act like one? Like really, what the hell happened to manners? Chivalry I get, because of feminists, but manners cost nothing. Stop being an uneducated twit and act like a somewhat decent human being XD

I got deeply told off for what I did, but time marches on, and it was soo bloody worth it ;)

Kebby x

Tuesday 6 December 2011

Keb Vs. Life 06/12/11

It's December folks! How awesome is that it is only nineteen days until Christmas? Although the magic does go out of it a little bit when you reach my age and you know Santas not real but you still get the free things, even when your pile of presents in depressingly small because they are all handheld gadgets and gizmos that will last a weekend beofre you brake them.

It's also a little pointless when you get given money, because we all know that we are only going to spend it on tat and things on a whim that never amount to anything and away trickles your money. I suppose it is an ecuse to get drunk, and New Year is only five days later and that's always fun...

Unless you are like me and have to spend New Year with your family at a family friends house completely sober and surrounded by an assortment of small children.

It's not so bad though I suppose. When you think about it, I only have to wait two years before I am legally allowed to get drunk, and that's only, what? Two new years away, which really isn't that many to be honest. However, when you are my age everything takes forever so two years is going to feel like a thousand.

What really annoys me is how once you reach October every shop you enter get's their Christmas shizz out! We haven't even had Halloween and their like SANTA. Halloween is so much more fun anyway, free sweets, an excuse to get dressed up, and more importantly, Halloween parties! My parents reckon its the American form of begging, butI don't care - I'm too drunk to care ;)

That's a lie, I don't drink. I've only ever been tipsey like once. I texted my ex girlfriend and then confessed my love to a sixth former I'd never seen before in my life. Since then I have had an aversion to alcohol... ish.

Vodka and Coke all the way man ;)

Kebby x