The return of ..... the ABHOMINABLE RHIANNON! ;)

hi.
Today we thought we would post another blog about how, one day in the middle of september, we tried to teach our incapable friend ashley how to bake a batch of brownies. 
achhooo.
i have a feeling this is not going to go to plan and sometime in the very near future the fire brigade are going to be recieving a call about a house fire. 
which this time, will have nothing to do with me, or plastic trays. Not thati've set my stove alight or anything. that would be stupid...
right let's do this thing :D
*ashley gets dubiously up off his chair and heads slowly towards the kitchen*
i have the feeling that he is not going to be enjoying this, before this moment he has never cooked before and thinks that taking pizza out of it's packaging and putting it into the oven counts as cooking...no ashley it doesnt. 
Pause in the cooking.
It turns out that ashley can measure precisiley 200g of butter out, that he and carl fail at whisking eggs and me and anissa are the only capable egg whiskers in the house.
cooking continues
... and it transpires that ashley can sieve flour! wonderment of the century
also, he appears confused and bewildered of the invention that is cocoa powder. he regards it with some apprehension...
now for the blending this mixture is looking so sexy...
more of the cavalry has arrived and we are now 5 teenagers standing in a kitchen while ashley rubs his hands together in glee. he looks like a 5 year old child learning to bake, whereas really he is a 17 year old boy...learning to bake. he. cant. cook. 
ashley has just walked in proffering a bowl of brownie mixture, of which now carl and declan have begun to devour. ashley seems pleased with his achievement, possibly his greatest to date. *ashley shakes head*
he doesnt seem to agree with that, although he has just admitted that even his mother will not allow him within a 10 metre radius of the kitchen.
the mixture is nicely cooking in the oven and have now turned our attentions to any snack we may be able to gorge on while waiting for our brownie *declan raids fridge, resembling a hungry, hungry hippo* song of choice, from carl: example- changed the way you kissed me (mensah remix) mild head bobbing ensues
ahahahahaha excellent live eh nip?
oh oui i love nothing more than a bit of live music, really gets the circulation going  :{ )
*carl hitting himself in the face with his phone to create his siginture waterdroplet sound*
 not appreciating how i've been left with the clearing up guys ¬.¬

the results: mouth-gasm brownies,  well done ashley :D

Just a quickie (it's a listy one)

hullo

So recently in my life: (prepare youselves for a list, oh yes)
Started college
Surprised with how much i was enjoying college, despite the almost deadly early mornings
Found some previously undiscovered store of willpower, which enabled me to do homeworks
Was so tired from doing not very much that upon going to a gathering managed to only last till about midnight before more or less passing out in bed, sleeping like a baby
Decided on an outfit for a fancy dress party
First skate in ages- felt free free as a bird rolling down whipps corss road :D

But, dear but few readers all is not well. For you see, i'm becoming increasingly worried about my mental stability. I fear I may be losing it. One sandwhich short of a picnic. Riding on the short bus. A few buttons short of a cardi. You get the idea. And there are several reasons for this, which i shall list for you now: (yes,again)
a)upon hearing the oven timer going off, instead of getting up, i join in, as if challenging the oven to a beep off. *beep beep*
ii)Whilst clearing the dinner table, the theme tune for fresh prince comes on. i start doing a very orderly but somewhat terrifying dance moves, the kind you might expect to find in a barn. Line-dancing guys. Then i realise the curtains are open :/
4) Sing Paolo Nutini songs at passing woomen while out for a skate.  Rather loudly, and not particularly well.
d)Wonder what happens if i stab my apple with a knife, then brandish it around (carefully, knives are dangerous kids) As it turns out, not a lot
4.2)write a blog which contains absolutely nothing constructive and waste your valuable time with it


So ladies, it's been a weird one, but i must away and get back to my homework
Cheerio! :)

September

I'm sitting here with a bit of a headache wondering what happened to most of July and all of August. Goodness how the autumn has crept up on me.
September means the end of possibly the best holiday I've had, so thanks to my crazy chicks for that, I've laughed an awful lot.  It also means that christmas is coming up soon, which does not ake me happy, as I dont particularly like it. Lastly, it means me finally starting college, something i'm absolutely terrified about. There will be different people in a different building, and the learning is going to be very different. I'm just rather concerned with how my unorganised little self is going to cope. But who knows? Perhaps the trauma of these new surroundings and responsibilties will shock me like a bucket of ice water and i shall suddenly discover the secret to sorting out one's life. over the next two years i may become a shining example to students everywhere of how to achieve the best you can whilst still having a grand old time.
More realistically, i shall do as i normally do and freak out largely causing me to go into compete meltdown until around January, when i resign myself to my fate and do the bare minimum to ensure i just about achieve my goals. Or perhaps i will continue to haphazardly trip through life, relying on luck and others to bail me out and see me through. Only time will tell, so chirp up chickens! As long as i am still alive, I must be doing something right, so for now my only aim is to calm down and fret not :)

And so i bid you farewell for now and leave you with this:
What's just not cool?
Lava
:D