a.k.a. Artemis, the famous Queen of Aeruillin.
I was born on the best day there is (August the 6th - ensures that every
year I get sun on my birthday). I was a very difficult birth - they needed
forceps to get me out, I was so big! However, I was the perfect child (my
mum often asks, what happened.) I went to primary school (obviously, it
would have been illegal for me not to go), did well, my finest achievement
was probably being made hall monitor (which meant I got to miss 20 mins from my lessons each day - whoopee!). Probably the funniest
(and worst) thing that happened when I was young, is that I decided to
roller-skate in my box-like bedroom when I was eight, and fell down and
cut my chin open. I refused to let my mum put the flap of skin back on my
face and bear the scar to this day. I also have very nice chickenpox scars
on my forehead.
So, I went to secondary school, not much happened there. They say that
school days are the best days of your life. Well, mine were fairly mundane
and boring. I did pretty well in my GCSE's (English important exams) I got
all A's which proved a whole ton of people wrong.
Then, my life took a dramatic turn. I discovered... GOOD MUSIC! WOW! And,
I learnt the meaning of the word individual - my passion for the strange
and weird went into overdrive, and caused me to dye my hair a variety of
colours, including blue, which turned grey after a week, and pink, which
turned ginger. So, I gave up on hair dying, and now my hair is its own
natural colour of blonde. I've always wanted to dye my hair black though,
just one of those things that I will probably never do.
So then, I went onto Sixth Form to do my A levels. I studied Biology,
German, Maths and Chemistry with the aim of going to University to study
medicine. Only that didn't quite happen. I hated Chemistry. Actually, I
didn't hate all of it, just most. I found it so hard to understand as
well, especially since we had the most boring teacher possible for one
half of the course. His name was Mr. Piers-Dent. I mean, a guy with a name
like that, you have to be able to understand and sympathise! I enjoyed the
other half of the course, because in that half we got to do explosions and
other similar things. On our last day of term, our teacher taught us how
to make bombs out of alka-setzer tablets. So, my memories of Chemistry are
not all bad. Anyway, to cut a long story short, I only got a D overall in
it, meaning that I couldn't do medicine.
So, I ended up applying to do Biology, and got in at a pretty good
University (Cardiff) to do that. If I get a First Class Honours Degree in
it, and I still really want to be a doctor, then I can do a four year
postgraduate medical course. So, it could still all work out. I really
enjoy Biology anyway, and if I don't get the first then I will be quite
happy being a biology teacher perhaps. Then I get school holidays during
in which I can write my books.
Oh yeah I've I worked for my gap year (the main aim of which was to earn
money, because University is so expensive!) as a Junior Matron in a
boarding prep (ages 7-13 yrs) girls school. It was really fun most of the
time. For the first term I worked as Junior House Matron which meant that
I worked with the girls all day, everyday. Then, in the second and the
third terms I got to be the Galloping Matron, which was fantastic and
allowed me to fulfil a lifelong childhood dream of learning to ride. I
worked in the stables during the day, and with the children morning and
evening. It was exhausting and hard work, but I loved it. According to my
dad (who knows about these things) I worked illegal hours when I was
there, because I only had about two hours off between 7.30 am and 10 pm.
Oh well. The pay wasn't fantastic, but all in all, I don't regret spending my gap year the way I did at all!
So now I'm at University, doing important, exciting things like sleeping,
eating little, going out lots and being poor. Oh, I'm learning a little
bit of Biology in between also.
What am I like? Well, I can be quite shy, but when I do get to know people
I open up and spout of lots of silly nonsense like geraniums taste nice.
Even though I have never actually tasted a geranium. I tend to be rather
sarcastic, and not take things seriously which annoys even myself
sometimes. Ack. I hate this whole describing yourself thing. One thing I
can say, is that I'm highly pessimistic, which I see as a good thing,
because if you always go around thinking the worst is about to happen, and
it doesn't, you spend your life eternally happy! See the logic?
Anyway, I have two sisters, who I love very much, a mother and a father,
both whom I love very much. My cat, Poppy, I love her very much also. I love
my bed very much, but I love sleeping in it more.
I also annoy people greatly be using rANDom CapitaliZatioN for words that
need no capitalization, so they say, and by always adding :D :D :D at the
end of all my posts for no apparent reason.
:D :D :D