Stationary

"Now, I don't know if this is just a female thing..." Uh oh...

 Seriously though, I'd like to take a moment to rant about how much I love folders. And stuff. Mostly just folders. They just get me so excited. More so than sex! Almost as much as chocolate... So, next year I'm going to college. Not your American colleges, you understand. It's a sixth form college, so it only has 16-18 year olds. Just a little explanation for you there.

But you're probably wondering what that has to do with anything! Well lets see... Individual learning, leaving old friends behind, stepping out into the real world, meeting new people, studying new subjects, buses, exams, notes, folders... Wait! Folder! From that entire like, I can honestly say, that's the thing that excited me the most. Isn't it great? A few weeks ago I bought (Well, my mum paid. I chose) my folders. There's one for each subject and a big hard one for transport. Subject/folder colours are as follows:

Philosophy

Politics

English language

Sociology

I repeat. Isn't it great? I love it. For about 3 days after we bought them, I just spent hours staring at them... To me, they're like an abstract art form.

Now you might think this is a new thing. It's not. As a child, I loved boxes. LOVED them. And, well, I've always had a soft spot for notebooks. They're a staple birthday present that can't go wrong. But here's the thing. You might think I'm amazingly organised, but I'm not. I mean, my room is a mess but I know where everything is. I usually have everything with me, but not always. I'm never more than two or three minutes late. So I'm not really sure about this. Are naturally organised people unimpressed by folders? Do they stun and amaze disorganised people because it's such a strange concept? Or do all girls just have this weak spot? It's something I find it very hard to talk about, so opinions people, please!

Now I'm off to stare at my folders some more.

Cats

Evil, cute for the purposes of evil, or just cute?

I have a cat. He's called Marmalade and he's ginger and gorgeous. But he's knocking on a bit and he's starting to remind me of an old person. Sometimes a little grumpy, sometimes nice and affectionate, but it's mostly the fact that he's losing the ability to jump well.

Here he is, prowling along in the snow. He probably thinks there's some cat treats hidden in it. You might think that he looks fat because of his fur, but he is just fat. Honestly.

This is him trying to get us to feed him. When this doesn't work, he'll wrap himself around your legs. Then he'll glare at you lift one paw up (for some reason). And then he starts biting your ankles.

And sometimes, he's just in a bad mood. Of course, the camera making his eyes glow green does make him look more evil than he really is. But sometimes, you'll just be casually lying on the floor watching the telly and he'll come up to you and chew your shoulder.

Sure, he has his flaws. But really, this was just an excuse for me to post some pictures of my cat.