Welcome to America.

WELL you may relax now, I'm back, and thus so is your daily dose of non-important shite. WELL WELL WELL. I've got many a story to tell you.

New York is EXACTLY like it is in the films, and it's amazing. I drove in over the speed limit with this hilarious black guy who picked the hottest foreign girl to sit next to him in the front, and the houses in Queens are just like those typical wooden panelled or metal panelled ones you see in movies. But then we came into sight of Manhattan. Oh. My. God. It was mind blowing, it's an amazing skyline, and you will not believe how small the statue of liberty looks, it's odd.

I won't go into much detail tonight, because I'm jet lagged as fuck and about to catch up on hours of important T.V. I've missed, but I will say that today I opened the loo to a woman already using it on the flight (locking doors really is quite nifty) and then I stole a jew's pillow because he wasn't using it, just reached between the seats and nabbed it.

Till tomorrow, dear friend, listen to this and be happy; a very important friend to me first showed me this and I miss them very much at the moment.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BiViJkz10nw&ob=av2e

You know, New York was very lovely, but it didn't half show me to appreciate what I've got. I missed my friends a lot, and it's time I tied up the many lose ends hanging round my head. Lots of love.

Okay, I'm in NY and having an awesome time. Booked Wicked for wednesday which is exciting, and I'm working on my accent, it's comin along nicely! Today we went up the empire state which was AMAZING- you can feel the building moving dad was so scared it was funny. The views were incredible and I have some fantastic photos, of people too. Going to try and get a cocktail later which is exciting. I am blown away by the buildings and everything. Times square is beautiful. The evenings are the best because it's cooler. It's really hot here. Today we went to Starbucks and they were as grumpy as the Salisbury branch which was impressive- in fact the woman gave us way too much change but we accepted it seeing as she was so mean. The people are really grumpy but in a nice way, actually some are really lovely. Everywhere you go you see someone interesting. Today there was a woman walking along with curlers in her har, and in Greenwich everyone was sat on their fire escapes smoking which was very beautiful. Ad I had a traumatic toilet experience, you'be never seen anywhere so dark, the fairy lights were tucked away so I fell on everything and hurt myself. Also, in the museum of natural history the loo flues itself- scary. But as exciting a it is I miss my friends and I miss doing things with everyone. It's sweet seeing groups of teens sleeping on the grass at central park, makes me fee all gory and soppy. I would write more but I'm on dads phone and typing is HORRIBLE.. Will blog properly when I'm back. Till then, listen to bad girls by Mia, it's such a great song. Byeeee

Well, I'm off to New York later today. And I'm very excited. Also, just to clarify after I confused Georgina, that last entry is completely true. Except I was being sarcastic, I'm not going into the services. I'm really tired.

I feel kind of scared, I hate flying and all I can think is what if I don't come back? What if something happens? But, I've downloaded Empire State of Mind and I've packed some cute outfits.What can possibly go wrong? AND it's predicted thunder, which means what? MY YELLOW RAINCOAT. So my life is made. I'm really worried about the sarcasm issue, they don't get it, and hardly anything that comes out of my mouth isn't sarcasm.

I LOVE this.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Yuqxl284cg&ob=av2n

Had a really lovely time with Ollie the other night, we went out onto my balcony with some red wine and sat under a duvet looking at the stars. I miss him already.

But, NYC, I'm really excited, I feel like I'm going to come back with tonnes of confidence and SO MUCH NEW CLOTHING OH MY GOD SO EXCITED. I have so much hard earned cash to splash. And dad is making me try sushi, kill me now.

OH MY GOODNESS I forgot to write all about this, I've decided I'm not going into theatre. I'm going into services.

This decision was influence by an old git who rolled into the chinese. Just to paint a picture for you, he was wearing one huge shoe because he had one leg shorter than the other, and a boy scout shirt with toggles and badges everywhere. He came into the takeaway and after chatting politely, he asked what I wanted to do with my life. I, unfortunately, answered truthfully: 'Drama.' his face fell through the floor. I thought he was going to cry. And then he said 'There's no money in that.' and I said 'I know.'

Then he began to tell me how I should go into the services, and I daren't say I wasn't entirely sure what they were, its police and shit right? Anyway, he then told me how he'd gone to bishops, then taught maths in Tisbury or somewhere stupidly nearby, then he followed his dad in an accountant career. So clearly, this guy was an expert on following your dream.

He then mentioned the olympics and said 'do you swim?' and I went 'Urm... if you put me in some water I wouldn't drown.' Then he said I should do gold d of e, and then he asked me if I was a girl guide or anything, which of course I'd seen coming. I told him I have up years ago and he said 'That ma count against you' of course, because ucas give out brownie points for doing girl guides (ha... did you notice my pun there?). Mum at this point turned to me and muffled 'I'm very close to hitting him' while he told my dad how students are expected to do way less nowadays. I was completely stunned, I just sat there thinking I have to remember all of this.

The final thing he did was test me on his bloody badges, and I didn't know what they were but he was very ashamed. And he went on and on and on and on about it, and then our chinese food was called out and we all stood up and went 'AAAAAAY! THAT'S US! BYE!' and ran away as fast as we could.

Anyway, I was moaning about him to Chris Kelly, and he knew him! (he was wearing a name tag) and apparently he is also cripplingly racist, and Chris was telling me some of the stuff he said. Eurgh, hate people like that.

But yeah, that was that episode. Why do these things always happen to me?

I apologise for neglecting this recently. Been very very very stressed out about exams, but I only have 2 left and one of them's general studies so it doesn't count. As long as I beat Georgina this time, I don't care. Had drama today, which was not great. First half I had no idea what I was doing, second half was much better. But I spoke to mum after and it turns out she sent an email to Mrs Phelps this morning telling her that the teachers have told us different things all year. She did also put in it that maybe it's just me not listening, cheers for the faith in me eh? Nah I get where she's coming from. She knows it's not my fault.

This is funny:

Love him.

Apart from that shananigans there's not much going on in my life, trundling aimlessly through the days. I can't wait for half term now, it is going to be MENTAL. And it now looks like Ollie is coming with me to my Grandma's wedding as my 'boyfriend' hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Should be sweet.

This is Ollie playing with his hair for a while. He's so beautiful.

Everyone like this band page, my brother is friends with one of the members and they're so good- the more likes the more chance they'll get into a festival!

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150803012558399&set=a.10150803011948399.436227.76483633398&type=1&theater

Also, I was walking home the other day and I literally took the COOLEST photo ever:

How cool is that?! I know! Very!!

I hope you've recovered from that extremely hilarious photo, it still makes me laugh a lot. I don't think I really have much to report at the moment, tomorrow are my first two exams, unfortunately they are the two I feel most confident about, which is annoying because it means I'll be more stressed out. But it doesn't matter because a week on sunday I will be on a flight to New York with pa. Literally, I'm going to wet myself I'm so excited.

It's been really nice having study leave though, really chilled out. I've been able to catch up with people and work harder. Really rewarding. The revision sessions were completely pointless and I wouldn't go to them next year. So my plan today is to have breakfast, tidy my room, dye my hair again (it's fading YET again) and then to finish my cue cards ready to be tested. Hoorah.

Quite a funny moment yesterday though, where someone came to the door, I was getting out the shower, and mum went out and came back in and said 'James and Chris just sent a pretty boy round!' and I looked out the window to see Charlie Williams swagging off down the road. Turns out some postman can't do numbers very well, and he'd delivered my new skirt to their house. It is GORGEOUS I'm so happy. I will post a photo on the other blog.

Last night I stayed up to watch Saw with Ollie (by phone) and it was HORRENDOUS it was awful, and I'd say the nicest bit was the bit where we saw someone getting raped. Now, if you can say that about a film, then that's not really great is it? It was shit scary so I had to get into bed still on the phone to Ollie and let the dog sleep on my bed again. Was nice to speak to him again though.

Hahahahaha this was too good not to share:

Yes, I've re-booted Poppy's Teenage Musings- isn't it exciting! I felt it deserved modernising, and I much prefer the new layout, the rest of it was getting a bit- HAHAHAHA I just remembered something hilarious from last night... basically he was talking about... nevermind you had to be there.

TOLD YOU I'D DO THAT. Worryingly I don't remember many jokes from last night, but there was one annoying twatty chav who kept yelling at Rich Hall, trying to have a weird conversation with him, eventually he shouted 'Hazel- give it a rest!' and everyone cheered. God she was annoying. And hilariously, there was an old couple sat in front of us who literally did not make a sound. They laughed at nothing, then at the end they didn't applaud, really strange. I half expected him to turn to her at the end and say 'What kind of cheese was that?'

Saw Mrs Coundley there as well, which was embarrassing because I was dressed to the nines in shoes that made me walk like bambi and a ridiculously bold patterned dress to match my stupidly brilliant hair. As I arrived, everyone stared at me like 'what happened to her through natural selection?' just to think, I was the best of the sperms, IMAGINE how weird I could be... Anyway.

Off to catch up on MIC- I hear it's been gripping tonight!

I've started up a blog on the outfits and shit I put together, kind of so I can store everything I've been thinking about somewhere without my brain imploding, the first entry is quite dull I'm afraid, but if you're sat thinking 'I'm so bored of study leave... I wish I knew more about Poppy's outfits and general appearance.' then your day has come! CONGRATS.

http://shallowmagpies.blogspot.co.uk/

I admit, I'm sadly pleased with my blog name, clever right?

SLEPOVER WIV MA HOMIE 2K12 MUVAFUKA!!!

Yesterday at work, this Indian guy came in, barely spoke a word of english, looking for an EDT. I showed them to him, he said they were too expensive. Then, he randomly says 'You're beautiful' and I went 'Aww thank you!' and not kidding, I could've sworn he said something about buying me. His diction wasn't great, and he then asked where a key shop was, so who knows what he was on about.

Had loads of americans in as well these past two days, so I've been getting so excited about NY in 3 weeks time! So siked. Check out this blog, her photos get me so excited about USA:
http://mojomade.blogspot.co.uk/

Good music on there too.

So today I went and bought my lovely brother's birthday present, and I am this close to keeping it for myself- it's a ralph lauren shirt! Such lovely fabric. He's a lucky boy.

Anyway, tonight I'm off to a Rich Hall comedy gig, he's the canadian grumpy guy:

So tomorrow I'll probably write a really annoying entry like this: 'And then I said to her....... HAHAHAH sorry was just thinking about something from last night... you had to be there.'

If I were you I wouldn't check it tomorrow.

No seriously.

I know what you're thinking, you're thinking, Poppy is such a genius and she writes in such an engaging way I don't know how I could possibly not check this amazing site tomorrow evening, right? What do you mean no? JUST KIDDING. I realise I no longer make sense... anyway, don't check it. You know, unless you're Georgina. KEEN FOR BLOGGING.

Well, I'm off to buffer, cut, wax, moisturise, exfoliate, cleanse, tone, foundation, make up, curl, straighten, hair pin and beautify myself. I've bought this gorgeous new dress from Topshop, there's no photo on their website, so you're just going to have to take my word for it.

Loving this group at the moment:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWcMEyFOA1g

Check them out.

Welcome to General Studies, hang up your brain on your way in and rest your head on your desk ready for your nap.

Today, was my last ever *sob* general studies lesson. And I think, that deserved its own blog post. First thing this morning, I actually had to fill out a survey about all my subjects, and I was very nice about all of them... except general studies. Under the question: "What was the most interesting thing about this subject?" I wrote out 'Personally, I think this subject is a waste of time because it is crap.' and SOMEONE accidentally clicked next, so it submitted. Dear god I hope they're anonymous. And then the next one said "What were the most challenging parts of the course?" and I wrote 'It would've been challenging if I had done any of the work.' Which is fine, because I haven't said anything mean or rude. Phewey.

THEN we arrived for the lesson:

(she's so pwetty) 

Gee-dawg getting excited about the textbook.

Then we got to do practise exam papers- whoopee!

Georgina and I decided it was time to take it seriously and answer the questions properly.

"I don't know - there was a giraffe in the way." 

"What is meant by the term 'social exclusion'? --> look at Poppy Evans."

"I do not know the answer to this, please instead accept this drawing of a penguin with my apology..."

Sometimes I don't know how my wit doesn't tire out. But the lesson didn't stop there! People began to drop off at this point:

Sophie was also asleep, and looking round the room Georgina and I spotted a good 8 more people with their heads down. It was pretty funny. Anyway, Georgina and I then filmed to show how bored we were, some of the dialogue isn't clear but here it is: 

When everyone started to wake up, Georgina politely wrote a sign, which she dared me to hold up to Stamdawg:

Yes folks, it was time for poetry. We started on a song, but we were both too grumpy to finish it. So, we decided to write poems for each other. Georgina wrote this poem for me:

There once was a girl called Poppy.

She really was quite potty.

She went to her house

And then ate a mouse,

Which made her face go spotty.

So I came back with:

There once was a girl called Georgina.

Who's name rhymed with fuck all.

She's really annoying,

I wish she were dead.

Smoqkhllmipbasd bread.

That was pretty much all that needed to be said. Although, Georgina for the record I don't wish you were dead, I quite like you being alive. To end the lesson, I put together all the brain cells I wasn't using and wrote this pure genius:

You enfold me with your knowledge and wisdom,

Your charm and your passion alike.

Your voice a melody with this fun,

For the exam you have got me all siked.

From the moment I knew you would teach me,

My soul just started to sing.

Because I cannot fault you appearance I see,

Nor the enjoyment to wednesday you bring.

The next bit gets a bit rude, so I'll keep that between Georgina and I, I mean, I have boundaries people.

All that was left now, was to write on Sophie while she was alseep. So we branded her:

Might start a club, could be good. Goodbye general studies. I shall miss you.

Ha, blatant lie.

This might make some people laugh, I've come up with a new routine I'm going to start for school days:

6:00am wake up and go for a run (hahahahaha I know).
6:20am yoga (or just me swearing at 'Barbara')
6:30am breakfast - wheatabix
6:40am shower
7:00am pick an outfit + make up + hair + bag

I told dad that I was planning on doing this and he said (after he'd stopped laughing): 'No you won't, you'll wake up at 5 to 8 and be grumpy as hell and then leave the house crying because your hair isn't done.' To be fair to him, that pretty much is what I'm like in the mornings. Including crying over my hair. Although I've only ever cried about my hair when I've been stressed, so really he should be nicer to me. I reckon.

Apart from deciding that, it's been a pretty dull day. I got up late, did the yoga thingie, then went mental cleaning the whole house. I cleaned the banisters because they were getting a bit gross, started on the kitchen thinking 'Oh I'll just oil the table' and ended up taking everything off the counters to clean them, and then cleaned the window sills and then cleaned the windows and then tidied everything away. It was ridiculous. On a sad note, I discovered that I've lost my two door cinema club CD. Very sad.

On a happier note, here's a video you may or may not have seen on facebook of Georgina:

I only popped on to check my page views, I always do because I'm sad. Anyway, since there are 92 views, meaning that Georgina has been avidly checking to see whether I've updated it I thought I would end her stress.

I'm sat in bed with my earphones into me, they're the kind of ones which stick properly into your ear, and I don't understand why they go so far in. They don't make the music any louder the further in, and you just feel like you're in a loo in a shit nightclub. I'm having a very happy few days though, I've re dip dyed my hair (a surprise I'm saving till school on tuesday). And I've just bought Emeli Sande's album, so I am HAPPEEEEEE.

Saturday was great, went to watch the footie at the pub with the Kelly twins. It was SUPER dull. I kept going into my own little world and James kept saying 'Poppy pay attention' and I couldn't, it was such a boring game! Don't get me wrong, I'm all up for a bunch of attractive guys running around in shorts and taking their shirts off, but seriously, being in a pub with 80 bald guys yelling 'COME ON CHELSAY!' takes the appeal away. I spent my time eating ice while Chris went and sat in the corner and James pretended not to know, especially when the ice fell on my face and I screamed.

Went back to the Kelly's for the second half because we were bored, and watched the rest there, which was still dull. It was just a dull match. Chelsea quickly realised they had Liverpool wrapped round their little finger, so they didn't try hard. It was too easy. Anyway, then my parents and Lauren came round for dinner, and I think I embarrassed myself sufficiently. Although, at one point Chris and I were laughing at how our mums were talking about something girlie, and the dad's motorbikes, and I said 'What do teenagers talk about?' And Chris just went 'Sex, school...' and I burst out laughing.

Spent ages trying to catch coins and just throwing them around the room, and then went and watched Lee Evans' new DVD. Was a really nice evening. Till Chris and I fell asleep and then my parents came and got me. Then today I had work again, and I felt ill. But then I met up with Reuben and Jessie which was loooovely. And I just got sent this quote in an email and I love it:
"How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being." Oscar Wilde

Okay, I'm sat in bed with my hair wrapped in a scarf, with all the foil bleach still in because THE BLUE WILL NOT COME OUT trying to talk to Ollie and write this at the same time. He hasn't spoken for a few minutes, so I'm wondering if he's still there...

SO I haven't blogged in a couple of days. Well, I've been up to many adventurous things as normal. Best story of the past couple of days has to be stood in the whole school photo. This kind of hot guy working with the photographers was walking around and I turned to Evie and said 'How much would you pay me to go and ask for his number?' Now, normally, I say stuff like that and then laugh and don't follow through. You can see what's coming here can't you?

I go up to the guy, walking through all of the stage that's being deconstructed, the other guys are looking at me like what is she doing? It was so awkward, I wanted to laugh. I said 'Hi' to one of the men stood staring. Walked up to this guy and in a voice about 3 pitches higher than it is normally said 'So, basically, my friends have a bet on to see whether I can get your number or not.' and the other guys laugh, looking shocked. And the guy goes 'My number?!' and I said 'Yeah' and he goes 'I don't think that's a very good idea.' I just went 'ok.' and walked away, almost pissing myself laughing, and maybe from fear. It was awkward, but definitely worth the £4 I wormed out of people. HOW IMPRESSIVE IS THAT?! I'm so brave.

Evie did make an observation afterwards though, she said 'What would you have done if he HAD given you his number?' which was an extremely good point. Because I wasn't really interested in actually going out with a 20 something year old guy, not that it was really my decision. Literally, I've never been so proud of my bravery.

Also, congratulations to the new head girls! Shiffa, your speech made me giggle so much. 'I'm from WALES.' Gotta use that line at the parent's evenings for prospective year 12s!!

In english today, (which we very nearly skivved, were it not for the angel on my left shoulder), I told Georgina about all the videos I showed my pa of her and I, and he could not stop laughing, she's hilarious. Here's a snippet completely out of context of the random shit we get up to:

Extremely annoyed, I went to town today and bought the things I've been meaning to get, and let the bloody hair dye and new lippie I'd bought somewhere in school. If I see Mrs Chilcott wearing it with extra light hair, there shall be trouble.

I've had such a mixed day, it's been crazy. This morning was ULTRA boring. Apart from finding a pair of worn girls pants (don't ask how I know) WHOEVER YOU ARE THAT WAS DISGUSTING and trying to loop them on the tv board with a pool cue, and then while I was adjusting my top they slid down the pole and GOT ME. Urgh.

So anyway, Rosa managed to swing them into the bin with the stick. It was pretty hilarious. Then I sat for 2 hours working on a piece of paper I didn't need to do because she didn't mention it. Really depressing, I had 2 double frees and no work to do in them. Loving have the extra time though, just to look forward to. Tomorrow is Georgina day as well, pretty exciting.

But back to today, I walked to bish to meet Ollie for lunch, and it was so fun. I put my iPod in and listened to two door cinema club, I'd forgotten how good they are!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ed8NBPmits

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Guaranteed to put a huge smile on your face. And I've really enjoyed the rain, it's nice to have weather variety. Battled through the piles of families and tourists K.4.T.Q (keen for the queen) and found Ollie, then we went and had lunch and bumped into my mum, which was weird. Later today she said 'It was a bit awkward with Ollie, were you talking about something intense?' No, we'd just been complaining about a toasty.

Got back to bish and had class civ, really loving getting to know Charlie better, he's always been really lovely. Drama was drama, all I got out of that is a blocked ear and practise at hand massages. (Always working hard).

I've decided I could give hand massages in my frees... so sign up if you want a dosage of hibiscus.

Just had stage with combined age group, was really good. Jessie even leant me her cleavage top, which I'll be honest does nothing much for my flat chest.