PW, you got an A!

I got an A!!! On my oral exam in business and administration that is. I can't believe it!

I am definitely going to celebrate this with a cupcake..

..Or an ice cream. Or something equally yummy and sugary:)

Cheerio, PW

Pics: It's sprinkling source.

Dear Alarm Clock, can you please shut up!?

Monday. Again. Here's a really short summary of it.

07:00 am - The alarm clock goes off.

07:01 am - I start yelling at said alarm clock to shut the eff up already. (It does too, you see, after it's been ringing for about three minutes. And no, it's not on my nightstand, so I can't just reach over and turn it off. It's at the other side of the room. I placed it there so that I'll have to actually get OUT of bed. But I usually just let it ring).

07:03 am - Alarm clock takes a hint and shuts up.

07:30 am - I wake up realizing I should have just listened to the stupid alarm clock in the first place.

Uh, yeah, right.

08:35 am - Five minutes late for school, but so is my teacher so it's cool.

10:15 am - Math. Ugh. Enough said.

Peter and I would have been great friends..

02:15 pm - I'm free!! Oh wait, I have an oral exam tomorrow that I need to study for. Whoopee.

05:00 pm - I almost forget I have drum practice today because I'm so caught up in my business and administration studies (not).

06:00 pm - I know how to tune drums! There wasn't really a lot of playing. Just one whole lesson learning how to tune them. Which was great (I think my drum teacher was trying not to give me too much work, what with the exams and all. Or maybe he was just tired of listening to my play like sh*t. Hahah).This is what I look like when I play drums.

8:00 pm - OH MY GOD, WHY AM I BLOGGING WHEN I HAVE AN EXAM TOMORROW!!??

Peace and love, PW

Pics: Peter source, Don't be late source. Drummer smurf source.

Ps. I found a poem that describes exacty the way I feel about my alarm clock:

To My Alarm Clock

© By Anonymous --> Source

Every morning I lie there innocently sleeping
When the peace is ruptured by a horrible beeping.
My serenity ripped asunder, sudden and drastic
By this evil, demonic, red-eyed piece of plastic.

I roll over in pain and pound on the snooze,
Groaning, moaning, thinking 'What's there to lose?'
'Don't make me get up, just nine minutes more.'
The same thing I've said every morning before.

It's not that I hate mornings or dread the new day.
It's just that I loathe waking up in this way.
I'd much rather simply rise up with the light,
Glowing in the window, chasing away the night.

But the sudden screaming, the incessant fuss,
Makes me want to yell and cry and simply to cuss.
Especially the knowledge that all of my sorrow
Will be repeated the same time, same way, tomorrow.

I HAVE A BLOG!!

I can't believe it! I have a blog. Woah. Haha.

No, really, I've had lots of blogs before, but they were all about something (like.. uh.. *cough, cough* Twilight for example. Yes I'm a fan, don't judge!), so this is very new. A personal blog. Not exactly name-and-address type of personal, but still quite personal. I'm going to blog about my life, random stuff that nobody cares about, things that interest me (books, music, art), things that annoy the crap out of me (pretty much everything..) and things that has nothing to do with anything (let's post a random picture!).

So where to start.. hmm. Let's start with today. Today was a pretty exciting day, I had my final English exam, written. I have absolutely no idea how it went. Maybe it went well, maybe not so well. Probably a bit of both. I don't know. It's really confusing. Are you starting to get confused too? Yeah, sorry.

I only have one question regarding the exam paper.. Here it is.. Ready? (And this isn't you I'm asking, this is for the people who make the exam, the people who decide which ridiculous poem they're going to force down our unsuspecting throats this time)..

HAVE YOU LOST YOU MIND??

There, I said it. Everything feels so much better now. See, the thing is, we had this really (and I mean really) weird task. First it's task 1 a) and b) right, and then there's 2, and then on 3 you have to choose a, b, c, or d. A) was analyse a poem, which I'm pretty good at, but it sucks the life out of me. B) was write a short-story (main character had to somewhat resemble with some characteristics that were told through another poem, but I have to be in the short-story mode to to a well written short-story in five hours, and I was so not feeling the creative flow at 8:45 am this morning.

Then there was c) which was an okay task; write about a female character in a piece of literature you've worked with this year and compare her to the female character in this excerpt from novel so-and-so (I think it was The Scarlet Letter). And then discuss females' role in society throughout history. It's a classic. I even wrote one of my projects about that, with Jane Austen's Emma as the source for my study of females during the 17th century. I probably should have chosen c), I can see that now. I definitely should have. But then again, where is the fun in doing the things you should do? Truth be told; there is no fun in that. So I went with d).

Do you know what the heading for task d) was? Are you even sure you want to know (I'm not so sure you do)?

Vampire Literature.

I kid you not. Vampire literature. For real. Here's what went through my mind when I read it through, For the love of all things holy, did I just get an exam on TWILIGHT?! You have got to be kidding me! I take everything I've ever said back. I am a believer. Miracles do happen. There is a God. A goddamn freaking amazingly cool God who obviously also enjoys vampire novels. Wow. Wow! Okay, okay, I have to move on to the actual writing part then.

My second reaction, however, after I had realized I would be able to write about something I actually knew something about, the have-you-completely-lost-your-mind thing popped up. I mean, for the love of Edward (no, I did not just say that), we are talking English culture and literature class here! Culture and literature. As in the presidents of the U.S. and William Shakespeare. Not Twilight. Never Twilight. So definitely not Twilight. Our teacher told us if there were any books we should not waste our time reading, it was the Twilight saga. I love to prove teachers wrong. Ha. Ha. Ha. We got an exam on Twiligh-ish novels (aka. vampire literature), so don't come and tell me it was all a waste of time.

Wohaa. Okay, I'm getting too excited right now. Back to the point, I wrote a full length, four page long essay on vampire literature. I think it went well. BUT (there's always a but..), my main worry is that I somehow came across as a crazy fangirl who would like to marry Robert Pattinson because he sparkles on the big screen I gave the "wrong" answer to the question they were asking, which was

"Write an essay in which you either defend this literary genre, giving your reasons both for its literary value and its popularity, or write an essay in which you agree with those criticizing it and state what you consider to be good literature." (We were given two quotes here as well).

But honestly, that's exactly what I did (I was for it, obviously). I guess I'm just a tiiiiny bit worried that they'll go like "Jeez, this girl is a nuthead. Twilight my ***". I hope not. I hope whoever corrects my exam is an avid vampire novel reader h**self. You never know... Miracles do happen, after all.

Sooo, where does that leave us.. Thanks for listening to me ramble. If you feel like rambling a bit yourself, leave me a comment (nobody probably will thought, since no one knows this blog even exists, but sill, I'm just sayin').

Finally, yes, I know you've been wondering about this all along, my name; Perky Wallflower, is a reference to Stephen Chbosky's novel "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" (which, by the way, I finished reading in under 24 hours a week ago. Needless to say, I thought it was beyond great). Absolutely no copyright infringement intended (I just felt like putting that out there in case someone plans on suing me. I don't think that's possible since I haven't actually copied the title or anything, but still, please don't.).

Have a great Thursday people, see you tomorrow!
Lots of love,

Pee Wee

(Perky Wallflower, get it? P. W. I know, I know, I'm too funny).

P.s. Since I find it incredibly annoying when people use pictures or stuff they haven't written themselves without quoting the source, I will be persistent in quoting my sources whenever I use any, including pictures. That's just how I roll (ugh.. that sounded a bit cheesy).

Pictures:
Wallflower book cover source. Let's party source. In love with Robert Pattinson source. To blog, or not to blog source. Where's my mind source.