Calypso Blog: October 2007

Monday, October 15, 2007

Guess What?

Okay, so everyone is writing in to ask moi, does St Augustines really exist? Some girls in the States have even pitched up to www.rightschool.com to say you want to go there! Which is madly cool but actually there is a real St Augustine's and Eades only they go by other names... so any ideas? Good sleuths will already be checking the www.tatler.co.uk/Schools/2007 and the Calypso Chronicles for clues like, where the books are set, the nearest town where everyone goes to pull....

Forearms and Photos

Unbelievable stuff happening in Calypso town, also known as life inside my head. Can't believe some of the gossip that is going around. Malcolm who is looking more and more like Chuck Bass off Gossip Girl has definitely got a thing going on with Indie.

Fact: Prince 'ohh look at me' Freddie, fit as he is and with fine forearms and that floppy hair etc, told me last night that Malcolm has a picture of Indie in his wallet. Of course he had to Facebook stalk her to get it but surely it's lurve… I, on the other hand, have a snap of Tobias in my purse. He's the only boy I've been able to rely on lately.

Reeling in the New Year from a castle in Scotland!

I have just spent Christmas in London in bed with flu. I hope I am well enough to attend Malcolm's New Year Party at his castle in Scotland. My Facebook invite popped up today but we've all known about the party for weeks. Its been the talk of Eades and St Augustines. Everyone is going. All the overseas girls are flying in to reel in the new year with the kilted clansmen.

I was just reading some of the comments pasted up on the party wall and suddenly lo and beholden I received a Facebook "poke" from Freds. I was quite, quite stunned. It has been months since I heard a peep let alone a poke from him. He's become quite reclusive after a year of being the Eades Playboy - a period in which I eschewed him like mad. He even pulled Honey and most of her ghastly possy including Anastasia a new girl who thinks she is the worlds gift to boys with titles. She's so not. If he thinks I am going to reply to his stupid poke he can think himself blue in the face. Why should I endorse his snoggerly ways.

I am not poking him back and I am certainly not going to speak to him at Malcolm's party. He can pull every girl in the room if he wants. I shall be aloof and disdainful and pretend I don't notice.

More will be revealled after the Party, so check back in....

New Book Out Now!

Tyne's new book is: GOOGLING ARTHUR.

On Facebook London teen Izzy has a fabulous life. She has 3,789 friends. More than half of them are boys.

Real life is a boring summer alone in London with her dysfunctional family. But add Arthur - the most googled hot young start in the world - and a summons from her wayward father in LA and you've got a series of mortifying YouTube clips, poker parties, twitter madness, anti-girlfriends and a bad Hollywood film. Izzy's about to discover what happens when your real world and Facebook world collide.
"...reads like an old-time comedy of errors. This novel is a trip worth taking.." – School Library Journal.
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The Carefree Days Of Yore

My life as a little girl - beloved daughter of Bob & Sarah, this years proud winners of California's Granola Eating Championships - is at an end.

I am now a rat on the wheel of the British Boarding School System. No one cares about the Real Me anymore - not that I'm certian I had fully discovered myself, but there we are, that phase is at an end. All anyone cares about now are my grades and what my grades can do for the school in the league tables. All I do is work, study, worry and eat large amounts of chunky monkey ice-cream (but only on a Thursday because my thighs were starting to swell according to Honey).

On the weekends, when I should be applying vast quantities of lipgloss and swooning around Windsor looking windswept and carefree with lovely boys with castles, I am running a high risk of being mistaken for a girl with cares who eats chunky monky three days a week. Also I have taken to going to the gym everyday because i read it helps you de-stress. Now I have read that exercise ages you! Quelle Horreur This is DI-stressing not de-stressing. Oh, for those carefree days of yore.

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Friday, October 19, 2007

Crossroads Film Option

Monday, October 15, 2007

Guess What?

Forearms and Photos

A Castle in Scotland

Reeling in the New Year from a castle in Scotland!

Tyne O'Connell

Pulling Princes Movie

Googling Arthur

New Book Out Now!

The Carefree Days Of Yore

Want To Go To Boarding School in England?

Boarding school life, fit boys and general madie-ness

A Swoony Moment With Freds

Mouth like a public loo

GIVE - nostrings!

another of my fave charities

Dumping Princes out in the USA

Dumping Princes out in the UK

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