Several things over the past few days have made me feel like a crumbly old woman:

1. Getting a Smarties easter egg, and remembering the ones I had when I was little - you broke them open and loads of smarties came out!
2. Seeing 'blue is back!' on the Smarties packet, only to find it was a rather pathetic, pale, watery blue. Bring back artificial colourings that made your tongue blue!!
3. Seeing the snow outside, and going 'Nah, can't be bothered to make a snowman. It's too cold.'
4. Remembering getting up so early they had the test pattern (the girl with the noughts and crosses and the scary clown) - they don't even have it any more!
5. In PC world, looking at the 'my first laptop' I was scared by the sophistication, to put it mildly. It was in colour, with a mouse, and Internet capabilities! My poor old green one (which I loved to bits) had about 3 pixels, and wouldn't turn on unless you banged it a few times.

Oh, how times have changed. I think I need a zimmer frame...

• I passed my lifeguarding assessment (how, I don't know)!! I now have 3 amazing friends in the shape of the Motley Crew, who are just aawesome!
• Peep Show has been and gone. It was great, as always. But now it has been replaced by the devil lifesucker, BIG BROTHER. Now we will have a deluge of yet more C-List celebrities that will now be perpetually on the chat show and daytime TV circuit.
• However, I now have the Smoking Room to replace my Mitchell and Webb blues. I have only seen the first episode, but I think I'm going to like it.
• I have discovered what it's like to be so drunk that I couldn't lift my arms and legs - I just laid on the ground like some massive starfish. Still, at least I wasn't as drunk as the guy who kept licking people's arms...
• Mumm-Ra gig! God, that was a long time ago (23 April). It was in a tiny venue, crowded, hot, with possibly the worst toilets outside of Trainspotting. It was still completely mindblowing - and we got to have a photo with the lead singer! (Noo - which just reminds me of the vacuum cleaner from the Teletubbies) We squeezed to the front, was touching him far too many times than was healthy, and nearly got into a fight over a drumstick. His bandmate also took my glowstick... One of the best nights of my life so far.
• However, riding on Ollie's scooter came pretty close! We only rode to Hitchin town centre, but I still felt effortlessly cool in a huge helmet. Now I want one of my own, with as many shiny chrome bits as possible...
• I have got through my LAST EVER German oral, and 6 exams, which, with the exception of German listening (I swear I oculd hear the examiners cackling in between the fuzzy German) haven't been too nightmareish. Plus, my english paper today had a passage about Bob Dylan - result!
• Got seriously sunburnt in my own back garden - again. The day also involved paying for two trashy magazines with a mountain of small change, and eating so many jellybeans that I felt I was turning into one. Great day - but I still have a peely back... nice.
• Went to Blenheim palace, which involved an interactive exhibition about all the different owners of the house. Unfortunately my mum got a bit confused, and so pipes up at the end 'So - the Lady's maid and her mistress - were they lesbians?' Classic.
• Had my last proper day in Year 11 - and couldn't cry.
• Brighton!! Managed to find Evolution after a LOT of wandering around, stole deckchairs, and tried on half of TopShop - and found my new love - hot pink skinny jeans. *drool*
• Did the 'tramp experience' on account of us having no hot water - and not having a shower in 6 days. My hair had small birds living in it.
• Had an uber fun lifeguarding after party, involving deep throating a banana (not me!), spineboard pick up lines, a 'chocolate breast emergency', evil beers that kept foaming up, a tickling marathon, trying to give orgasms with a bass guitar, and two boys being scared of the Shining!
• Getting work to do from the Herald & Post - BEFORE I go there. As if I don't have enough to do...
• I broke ANOTHER iPod - and now owe my Dad £100.
• And, in between all that, trying to get some revision done, while fighting the urge to throw my books out the window, watch Black Books and eat custard creams. Which I was very close to doing.

Rest of exams coming up very fast!! *runs away* Wish me luck!!

Hols xxx

...which is also April Fools Day. Coincidence? I think not.Three things I have discovered this weekend:

1. Bikini waxes hurt.
2. There are very few good ginger musicians. After watching two hours of VH1, I was ashamed to see all they could come up with was Rick Astley (hideousness in short trousers!!), the ginger one from Girls Aloud, and to my eternal shame, Mick Hucknall. The only redeemer was David Bowie. Who, incidentally, isn't a real ginger.
3. McFly is preferable to screamo. And I feel slightly perverted even writing that.

Friday night involved going to an emo birthday party. I got invited by my friend who I haven't seen since Year 4(ie seven years), but when I saw her, she shouted 'HOLLY!!' Then ran over and hugged me. The one good thing about being ginger it seems, is that everyone remembers you. (Even her parents, scarily)

There were two live bands, one slightly better technically than the other, but both involved various adolescent males in black skinny jeans and meticulously gelled hair making groaning noises (Sarah remarked that one of the singers sounded like 'my dad on the toilet') so they didnt have to bother thinking up lyrics. I don't know about the other one, but one of the bands was called Elements of Refusal, so if you want to see what I mean, their MySpace is : http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=8255695. The other band had songs all involving blood,and I believe, one 'motherfucker'. Possibly because that is as far as their vocabulary goes.

Still, free bar (a chance to try out all those different flavours of J20! Hardcore) and 2 and a half hours of laughing at teenage boys thinking they were dancing, but actually looking like chimps in the zoo/5 year old boys at a wedding.

And that is why I was actually RELIEVED when they started playing McFly, and why Sarah said 'I should be a ginger'. Oh yes. It was one crazy night.

Hols xx