Well I was woken up at half nine by a preset alarm so I could have a loungy morning before work. Had feta cheese and salami with my toast this morning and felt all european. Then it was off to work.
I should probably tell you more about work. I'll break it down.
On the bar there's not many of us in one go, usually two or three a night. Today it was me and Tommy. Tommy is shaven-head, peirced tattooed but so lovely. Then there is Tom who was around who is mousy, blond and currently a bit ill. There's also James who I saw briefly today. Absolutely nuts, shaggy hair and bottle-glasses - we chat too much. There is also Perks, who I saw today as well at the shift swap. He's ex-army cocky and typical 'bloke', still he's alright. The only other girl is Charlotte who lives down the road from me. Also small she's blonde and very girly. You know, doesn't like getting sauce on her hands when plate cleaning. My boss is Steve and he mills around, helps with the bar when we flounder and panic. He's hard to read. Has a stern look but actually quite easy going - just stressed mostly.
In the resturant there's all girls. There's Shirley (older, two kids, red hair and crude), Mileigh (blonde, double of charlotte), Daniela (glasses, nerdy but nice), Vicky (Tommy's girlfriend, bit chavvy but funny), Ariel (young, sweet, reminds me of mermaid), Engla (spanish? mature, quiet) and The tall ginger model-girl whose name evades me. There's probably more I can't remember. Not to mention the kitchen staff. There's a blonde girl in there, A dark haired guy, one white haired moustached guy and a grey haired loopy man. I never learned their names.
So that's basically who I work with. Everyone's really nice and we have a right laugh sometimes. We get a free carvery on a sunday early shift so today me Tommy, Tom and Shirley sat down to eat. Twas goood. The actual working side is pretty much easy, endless reams of glass collecting, cleaning and storing. Orders from people that can range from super easy "Pint of BLAH" to "I'll have a Sauvingnon Blanc, small topped up with soda in a J20 glass and three chunks of ice. And Lemon". Yes, I hate you people. I haven't yet broken a glass which happens really often. Three minutes into our shift and Daniela breaks one already and twenty minutes later Tommy broke one too. The mistakes I make are more misspours and spilling crap.
SO ANYWAY. After that ramble. I did a 12-4 shift today, had lunch and then came on home. That's been my day so far. Revision is going well but plodding along. Been neglected recently because I've been busy with four shifts at work in a row. totally dead now. Time to chill out with a terry's chocolate orange bar and a cup of tea I think. Cheers.
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Sunday, 12 June 2011
Sunday, 10 April 2011
My Day - Episode Forty Six
Well well well, I haven't done one of these in ages!
Saturday So I wake up at dads, bright and early because both of the dogs have decided to seranade us with howling and barking in synchrony. From around about half six until half seven when we all get sick of it and get up. So I have a lovely chat to Papi and Carole and Rachael since she came with me Pops. One of the rare moments we're all around when it isn't 3am.
Made breakfast (Beans and sausage on toast if you were curious). Then got showered and walked to town where the delightful Joe was! (You knew he'd be included didn'tcha). We wandered around town after a quick chat with his sunning mum. Found some new smellies for him, looking forward to sniffing him when they are in use, a present for bekah and a card for her actual birthday. Then we got a lift back to mine where I had to sort out student finance number for papi and grab my outfit for later.
When we got to Joes his mum made us some delicious chicken pasta ( I love his mum's cooking nomnom) and we sat in the garden. (Read: I sat in the garden while Joe ran around getting his outfit for later perfected). After lunch me and Joe watched tv until it was time to get dresed. Then as I was going as a boxer we may have got into a bit of a play fight with the gloves. I tried to hit him, missed and hurt my arm. Once dressed, I tried to make a black eye but it got too convincing and it was subtle enough so people got actually concerned if they noticed it. Woops. :D Arriving at Bekah's we were one of the first, with only Laura Keebs there before us. She was an adorably small Big Bird and the mask she'd made was awesome. Then other people started arriving like Brendon as a Battery which was by far the best constume and various others I can't remember. I know Hoier's outfit was too small so his bits were literally just outlined for the whole night. I should probably mention that Bekah's outfit baffled me because I'm practically a Pokemon virgin and she was Bulbasaur? I don't know. She was a plant bulb to me. Still, it was an impressive bulb thing. :)
So it was awesome seeing everyone dressed up, especially when you get a builder talking to a black widow or Bob Marley leading a sing along. I had so much fun. I mainly spoke to Natalie, Edwards and Harry because I can't stand many drunk in enclosed spaces. We bounced on the trampoline, beat each other up and performed skitz to entertain. It was pretty darn awesome. Best party I've been to in a long time.
Saturday So I wake up at dads, bright and early because both of the dogs have decided to seranade us with howling and barking in synchrony. From around about half six until half seven when we all get sick of it and get up. So I have a lovely chat to Papi and Carole and Rachael since she came with me Pops. One of the rare moments we're all around when it isn't 3am.
Made breakfast (Beans and sausage on toast if you were curious). Then got showered and walked to town where the delightful Joe was! (You knew he'd be included didn'tcha). We wandered around town after a quick chat with his sunning mum. Found some new smellies for him, looking forward to sniffing him when they are in use, a present for bekah and a card for her actual birthday. Then we got a lift back to mine where I had to sort out student finance number for papi and grab my outfit for later.
When we got to Joes his mum made us some delicious chicken pasta ( I love his mum's cooking nomnom) and we sat in the garden. (Read: I sat in the garden while Joe ran around getting his outfit for later perfected). After lunch me and Joe watched tv until it was time to get dresed. Then as I was going as a boxer we may have got into a bit of a play fight with the gloves. I tried to hit him, missed and hurt my arm. Once dressed, I tried to make a black eye but it got too convincing and it was subtle enough so people got actually concerned if they noticed it. Woops. :D Arriving at Bekah's we were one of the first, with only Laura Keebs there before us. She was an adorably small Big Bird and the mask she'd made was awesome. Then other people started arriving like Brendon as a Battery which was by far the best constume and various others I can't remember. I know Hoier's outfit was too small so his bits were literally just outlined for the whole night. I should probably mention that Bekah's outfit baffled me because I'm practically a Pokemon virgin and she was Bulbasaur? I don't know. She was a plant bulb to me. Still, it was an impressive bulb thing. :)
So it was awesome seeing everyone dressed up, especially when you get a builder talking to a black widow or Bob Marley leading a sing along. I had so much fun. I mainly spoke to Natalie, Edwards and Harry because I can't stand many drunk in enclosed spaces. We bounced on the trampoline, beat each other up and performed skitz to entertain. It was pretty darn awesome. Best party I've been to in a long time.
Sunday, 3 April 2011
WWW = World Wide Welcome
Okay, so finally made the decision to go public again. You all know it was private to hide certain things from certain people but I've taken a new turn and now I'm not a hider. I don't feel the need to rip into other and I've made my peace with the others who would have ripped into me so hopefully (this time) everything will go fine. For you guys, it just means being able to check at school and not having to sign in to see.
So welcome I suppose! I kind of want to do some sort of very late introduction but that would be silly since the only people actually reading are still my belovlies. :) New word yay.
I'll do a quick my day. This morning I was carted out of bed at half seven by my sister because it it mothers day and mum was already up. So we got up, fixed her a coffe, gave her gifts (Sanctuary bath stuff and Adele CD which rocks) as well as cards with lovely words, breakfast and hugs. After that we got ready for the day and visited my nana so my mum could do her mothers day thing.
Nana was being hilariously dirty. On seeing Freddie Flintoff on an advert she was like "He can party with me. A private party." and my aunty said "Mmm cover him in chocolate and cream" and mum said "Spread him on a cracker" and nana was like "Oh no, I'd take him how he is. He's lovely..mmmm" I was very disturbed. Then she managed to bring kinky bondage outfits into conversation later on. We were in shock. Someone has taken my nana and replaced her with an elderly frisky cougar.
Then we hopped home, I ate a pear outside in the sunshine and then ripped some music from CD's with my Sissy who is home for Easter. Then Mum was off to the Pub and we decided to tag along. Yes, I went to the pub. It was so dead in there it's hilarious. So I got my lovely coki-coli as I call it. Actually was Pepsi. Bollocks, right? Anyways, then we played on the interactive pub game thing. We won £6! and spent £9. Woops. On the way back me and Rach decided to pick a bunch of Daffodils for Mum from the public park (dodgy geesers we are). It was out of good nature! Mum found that hilarious.
Then I've basically chilled at home with new music, hanging out with sissy and the fam. It's been nice. Tomorrow I'm off to Dad's to wish him happy birthday and give Carole some Step-mum's day haribo. See how nice I am?
And that must have been the first My Day episode without a mention of Joe or School. :)
So welcome I suppose! I kind of want to do some sort of very late introduction but that would be silly since the only people actually reading are still my belovlies. :) New word yay.
I'll do a quick my day. This morning I was carted out of bed at half seven by my sister because it it mothers day and mum was already up. So we got up, fixed her a coffe, gave her gifts (Sanctuary bath stuff and Adele CD which rocks) as well as cards with lovely words, breakfast and hugs. After that we got ready for the day and visited my nana so my mum could do her mothers day thing.
Nana was being hilariously dirty. On seeing Freddie Flintoff on an advert she was like "He can party with me. A private party." and my aunty said "Mmm cover him in chocolate and cream" and mum said "Spread him on a cracker" and nana was like "Oh no, I'd take him how he is. He's lovely..mmmm" I was very disturbed. Then she managed to bring kinky bondage outfits into conversation later on. We were in shock. Someone has taken my nana and replaced her with an elderly frisky cougar.
Then we hopped home, I ate a pear outside in the sunshine and then ripped some music from CD's with my Sissy who is home for Easter. Then Mum was off to the Pub and we decided to tag along. Yes, I went to the pub. It was so dead in there it's hilarious. So I got my lovely coki-coli as I call it. Actually was Pepsi. Bollocks, right? Anyways, then we played on the interactive pub game thing. We won £6! and spent £9. Woops. On the way back me and Rach decided to pick a bunch of Daffodils for Mum from the public park (dodgy geesers we are). It was out of good nature! Mum found that hilarious.
Then I've basically chilled at home with new music, hanging out with sissy and the fam. It's been nice. Tomorrow I'm off to Dad's to wish him happy birthday and give Carole some Step-mum's day haribo. See how nice I am?
And that must have been the first My Day episode without a mention of Joe or School. :)
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
My Day - Episode Forty Five
Well today I feel shit and nice at the same time.
Shit
Well I feel shit because in Biology I'm struggling, a lot of the stuff we're doing right now is closely linked to chemistry. I feel awful sat next to Joe who not only grasps electron movement like it was how to boil an egg but also has done most of this before because he fast tracked science.
And I'm reading a book at the minute which I am TOTALLY associating with when I don't want to. Basically this girl has the dream of marrying an italian guy, moving to italy to be embraced by family and then raise a few bambinos of her own. When she gets the guy, they are unexplainedly infertile and when moving to italy, his mother hates her and she doesn't like it. As her suspicions of her dark italian stallions infidelity rise she finds solace in talking to a green eyed, blonde haired tall musclar American man. :| You understand my reluctance to associated. But I can't help it, I get sucked in. So now my mind wanders where-ever I forbid it and I'm left day dreaming about things I don't really want, then feeling guilty. I hate myself. And I feel fat. And it's really cold.
Nice
Today I shocked even more people with my hair. Best reaction goes to.... Miss Lincoln.
"God, it's so hot in here I need to .... OH MY GAWWDD!! THAT SHORT!" It was hilarious for me. :D Sweetest reaction was Miss Annabel who said she recognised my voice but didn't know me until she finally realised. Both went on to compliment profusely. Also Cassie, Amy, Imo Mann, Jean Marc, my mum (again) and Becki all said that they love it. That's on top of the countless ones from yesterday. So in that way, self confidence is sky high! (Despite the fact I feel kind of lazy and fat for not exercising in ages.)
I had a really nice Valentines Day with Joey and he got my five chocolate roses which I am eating one a day of so I can have a 5 day long appreciation of it. Nomnomnom. I've almost finished my Lindt and my kitty purse is now my school purse for odd change. ^ ^
So there you go, not the typical my day post but that's what's going on in my head. Currently the balance is mostly in favour of Nice but if any more piles on my shit, then I'll feel shit instead - so be lovely to me please :)
Shit
Well I feel shit because in Biology I'm struggling, a lot of the stuff we're doing right now is closely linked to chemistry. I feel awful sat next to Joe who not only grasps electron movement like it was how to boil an egg but also has done most of this before because he fast tracked science.
And I'm reading a book at the minute which I am TOTALLY associating with when I don't want to. Basically this girl has the dream of marrying an italian guy, moving to italy to be embraced by family and then raise a few bambinos of her own. When she gets the guy, they are unexplainedly infertile and when moving to italy, his mother hates her and she doesn't like it. As her suspicions of her dark italian stallions infidelity rise she finds solace in talking to a green eyed, blonde haired tall musclar American man. :| You understand my reluctance to associated. But I can't help it, I get sucked in. So now my mind wanders where-ever I forbid it and I'm left day dreaming about things I don't really want, then feeling guilty. I hate myself. And I feel fat. And it's really cold.
Nice
Today I shocked even more people with my hair. Best reaction goes to.... Miss Lincoln.
"God, it's so hot in here I need to .... OH MY GAWWDD!! THAT SHORT!" It was hilarious for me. :D Sweetest reaction was Miss Annabel who said she recognised my voice but didn't know me until she finally realised. Both went on to compliment profusely. Also Cassie, Amy, Imo Mann, Jean Marc, my mum (again) and Becki all said that they love it. That's on top of the countless ones from yesterday. So in that way, self confidence is sky high! (Despite the fact I feel kind of lazy and fat for not exercising in ages.)
I had a really nice Valentines Day with Joey and he got my five chocolate roses which I am eating one a day of so I can have a 5 day long appreciation of it. Nomnomnom. I've almost finished my Lindt and my kitty purse is now my school purse for odd change. ^ ^
So there you go, not the typical my day post but that's what's going on in my head. Currently the balance is mostly in favour of Nice but if any more piles on my shit, then I'll feel shit instead - so be lovely to me please :)
Sunday, 13 February 2011
My Day - Episode Forty four
Hello from Pixie-Becca (as my dad has taken to call me). I'm sat watching Wife Swap and it's a blurry good one. I love wife swap, it's not just swapping the mums over but it's finding the two most opposite people and then swapping their wives over. Right now it's this camo-clad mum who has rough and tumble boys and eats alligator for lunch swapping with a culture-crazed ballet teacher mum who has a husband and boy who moisturise and are also dancers. HILARIOUS.
Okay on to my topic. Let's do yesterday because it was interesting. I woke up driven out of bed by hunger and nerves. I knew that today was the day, I wanted to be drastic and spontaneous and mad. So I got out of bed, made myself bacon and tatty scones. Then I had to feed the dog for the first time, her food smells disgusting and even one whiff made me want to retch. I was literally heaving with every sniff. Then I showered, dressed and walked to town. It was a nice day so I felt good about my decision, more reserved about everyone elses reaction to it.
So I walked into the hairdressers. It was the one with long blonde hair that was in at the desk.
"Hey. How can I help you?"
"Hi. I'm looking for....a drastic restyle."
"Okay, take a seat and we'll get started. What length are you looking for? Shoulder? A bob?"
"Um... all off. Pixie short."
"Ah! That is drastic. Let's get some magazines."
So then we grabbed some hair mags and then pointed out a couple of super cropped styles. Then she started cutting. She worked from the back to the front so I wouldn't have to deal with the trauma of cutting off a pony tail. Doing it gradually helped but it did mean she did the shortest bit first. Literally she razered it right at the back so it's not even an inch long. Gasp.
When she was done I didn't like how boofy it was on the top so she took it even shorter and then shortened the fringe cause it was sitting at a point right into my eye. I was kind of happy with the outcome but I could barely speak, it was such a huge change.
Then it was meeting Joe. When he first saw me he just shook his head. I was nervous most about this because he'd said before he doesn't like girls with short hair. Luckily he did (sort of) like it, just taking lots of adjusting. Then I shocked Jess and Aimee who both said they liked it. Since then loads of people have said nice things but some responses have been "I preferred your long hair.". That's okay. I've still got to learn how to style it and apparently it's "going to take a while to learn how to sit" according to blondy-hairdresser.
Then I came home and hung out with Joey. We walked the dog and played Spyro (which he actually tolerated <3 ). Then when he went I got pizza for dinner with a pancake beforehand. Oh and I put pictures on facebook. In fact, here's one for you! Yayy I can hear you cheering.
So that was my day. Buhbyyee!
Okay on to my topic. Let's do yesterday because it was interesting. I woke up driven out of bed by hunger and nerves. I knew that today was the day, I wanted to be drastic and spontaneous and mad. So I got out of bed, made myself bacon and tatty scones. Then I had to feed the dog for the first time, her food smells disgusting and even one whiff made me want to retch. I was literally heaving with every sniff. Then I showered, dressed and walked to town. It was a nice day so I felt good about my decision, more reserved about everyone elses reaction to it.
So I walked into the hairdressers. It was the one with long blonde hair that was in at the desk.
"Hey. How can I help you?"
"Hi. I'm looking for....a drastic restyle."
"Okay, take a seat and we'll get started. What length are you looking for? Shoulder? A bob?"
"Um... all off. Pixie short."
"Ah! That is drastic. Let's get some magazines."
So then we grabbed some hair mags and then pointed out a couple of super cropped styles. Then she started cutting. She worked from the back to the front so I wouldn't have to deal with the trauma of cutting off a pony tail. Doing it gradually helped but it did mean she did the shortest bit first. Literally she razered it right at the back so it's not even an inch long. Gasp.
When she was done I didn't like how boofy it was on the top so she took it even shorter and then shortened the fringe cause it was sitting at a point right into my eye. I was kind of happy with the outcome but I could barely speak, it was such a huge change.
Then it was meeting Joe. When he first saw me he just shook his head. I was nervous most about this because he'd said before he doesn't like girls with short hair. Luckily he did (sort of) like it, just taking lots of adjusting. Then I shocked Jess and Aimee who both said they liked it. Since then loads of people have said nice things but some responses have been "I preferred your long hair.". That's okay. I've still got to learn how to style it and apparently it's "going to take a while to learn how to sit" according to blondy-hairdresser.
Then I came home and hung out with Joey. We walked the dog and played Spyro (which he actually tolerated <3 ). Then when he went I got pizza for dinner with a pancake beforehand. Oh and I put pictures on facebook. In fact, here's one for you! Yayy I can hear you cheering.
So that was my day. Buhbyyee!
Sunday, 6 February 2011
My Day - Episode Fourty Three
Okay, I'm not going to do today apart from a little bit. Let's rewind to Saturday
SATURDAY - DAY TIME 12.00
We arrived at the anime convention doors going "We're here, paying on the door folk?" and they go "Oh, we sent out an email saying that since everyone booked ahead, we have no space for paying on the door.Sorry" AAA An email to whom exactly? Since I didn't give my email, because I didn't book. Seeing the loop hole?
Anyways, so me and Joe were pretty annoyed but I decided it was fate's way of saying that we should go see London instead. So we went allll they was around Camden market and all the others nearby and then up around the rivery bit to watch boats and go to the more crafty stalls. Joe met an artist with a wicked mind and awesome paintings and he got him number (grab your coat love. ;D ). We both bought a real four leaved clover trapped in lucite plastic to try and change our luck. Then we hopped on more trainythings to go to Covent Garden and I got ben's cookies which I was dead looking forward to. Not having it with ice cream next time, it makes it cold and hard and not as yummers. Then we watched this funny performer guy and he was like "meh" good throughout until at the very end and very unexpected he pops a melon out of his hat and I was like WUUUHHHHH!! and gave him moneys. He also scarred some kid for life by insisting that it was his son.Then we went home absolutely KNACKERED. I wanted to just curl up and sleep for a day straight but no, no stopping.
ABOUT 6ISHSo me and Joe were home by this time, pooped. We ate some pasta and had tea then it was a matter of running (rather more sauntering slowly) around getting ready. We were totally late due to my hair taking a fucking century to do. Wish I'd brought straighteners but hey, live and learn.Then we headed out to Hoiers.
You guys all know what happened at Hoiers, since you were all there! :D
And now I'm home and soo tired, goodnight!
SATURDAY - DAY TIME 12.00
We arrived at the anime convention doors going "We're here, paying on the door folk?" and they go "Oh, we sent out an email saying that since everyone booked ahead, we have no space for paying on the door.Sorry" AAA An email to whom exactly? Since I didn't give my email, because I didn't book. Seeing the loop hole?
Anyways, so me and Joe were pretty annoyed but I decided it was fate's way of saying that we should go see London instead. So we went allll they was around Camden market and all the others nearby and then up around the rivery bit to watch boats and go to the more crafty stalls. Joe met an artist with a wicked mind and awesome paintings and he got him number (grab your coat love. ;D ). We both bought a real four leaved clover trapped in lucite plastic to try and change our luck. Then we hopped on more trainythings to go to Covent Garden and I got ben's cookies which I was dead looking forward to. Not having it with ice cream next time, it makes it cold and hard and not as yummers. Then we watched this funny performer guy and he was like "meh" good throughout until at the very end and very unexpected he pops a melon out of his hat and I was like WUUUHHHHH!! and gave him moneys. He also scarred some kid for life by insisting that it was his son.Then we went home absolutely KNACKERED. I wanted to just curl up and sleep for a day straight but no, no stopping.
ABOUT 6ISHSo me and Joe were home by this time, pooped. We ate some pasta and had tea then it was a matter of running (rather more sauntering slowly) around getting ready. We were totally late due to my hair taking a fucking century to do. Wish I'd brought straighteners but hey, live and learn.Then we headed out to Hoiers.
You guys all know what happened at Hoiers, since you were all there! :D
And now I'm home and soo tired, goodnight!
Friday, 28 January 2011
My Day - Episode Fourty Two
So today was the last exam day. I woke up extremely nervous and about twenty minutes ealier than usual. Dressed too fast and breakfast didn't take long, leaving me extra time in the morning to not only revise but panic.
One second, my multivitamin is stuck in my throat, I hate that feeling when you dry swallow something and it just sticks about under your collarbone. Yuk. Okay I got some water and I'm fine now.
Then I had breakfast and I got a horrible bit of gristle in my food that only heightened the need to be sick. I didn't because I'm very good at not being sick (haven't for 3 years). Then I set out to school, met George on the way who very nicely dealt with my huge nervousness. God even thinking about it is making my tummy flip over. Revised on the bus, revised at school.
Finally made it into the exam feeling well prepared. Mind mapping helped loads and I managed to never get stuck, even writing for the whole 90 minutes. It went well but I could still get a bad grade, hopefully not though.Got out feeling totally elated. We went over answers and I wasn't totally shit scared that I put the wrong thing, so that's a plus. Visited Ms James and she seemed pleased with what we wrote. God I hope it's a good mark.
I was in a free when I came out so I didn't do anything. Then in Psych we watched a documentary about mind control which was interesting and I practically did nothing in my frees as well after realising that actually I didn't let too much slip during exam season. Then got on bus, messed about with Georgie and the boys, walked him having a laugh with George again (he's such a staple!) and got home. First thing I did was read a section of my favourite book, then I moved on to catching up with all the tv I missed - Skins, true blood, glee (which was so sad I cried my eyes out through the whole thing although I was due a cry really). And now I've just made a playlist of romantic and calm songs for background music for me and my Josie. :D
NIGHT xx happy.
One second, my multivitamin is stuck in my throat, I hate that feeling when you dry swallow something and it just sticks about under your collarbone. Yuk. Okay I got some water and I'm fine now.
Then I had breakfast and I got a horrible bit of gristle in my food that only heightened the need to be sick. I didn't because I'm very good at not being sick (haven't for 3 years). Then I set out to school, met George on the way who very nicely dealt with my huge nervousness. God even thinking about it is making my tummy flip over. Revised on the bus, revised at school.
Finally made it into the exam feeling well prepared. Mind mapping helped loads and I managed to never get stuck, even writing for the whole 90 minutes. It went well but I could still get a bad grade, hopefully not though.Got out feeling totally elated. We went over answers and I wasn't totally shit scared that I put the wrong thing, so that's a plus. Visited Ms James and she seemed pleased with what we wrote. God I hope it's a good mark.
I was in a free when I came out so I didn't do anything. Then in Psych we watched a documentary about mind control which was interesting and I practically did nothing in my frees as well after realising that actually I didn't let too much slip during exam season. Then got on bus, messed about with Georgie and the boys, walked him having a laugh with George again (he's such a staple!) and got home. First thing I did was read a section of my favourite book, then I moved on to catching up with all the tv I missed - Skins, true blood, glee (which was so sad I cried my eyes out through the whole thing although I was due a cry really). And now I've just made a playlist of romantic and calm songs for background music for me and my Josie. :D
NIGHT xx happy.
Saturday, 25 December 2010
My Day - Episode Fourty One - XMAS
Christmas this year was different to last year. Usually we would spend the Xmas eve and morn at Dad and then avo and boxing day at Mums. This year we've spend all of the Eve and the Xmas Day at Dads.
It was really fun! This morning me and Rachael treated Carole and Dad to a fully cooked christmas breakfast, as is the tradition. We had tatty scones, spam, bacon, sausages, mushrooms, beans, black pudding and eggs. Yes, we cooked it all! It was a feast of deliciousness. Then we chilled for a bit and watched some Tevo. No present opening yet apart from a card from dad with a homemade cheque for 100 pounds signed P. Daddy. What a comical genius he is. You can see where I get it from.
Then Katie and Adam came over and we were allowed to open presents! (They are Carole's kids) I got slippers and socks and jamas and a diary and so much chocolate and more money and a watch necklace that's little and adorable instead of my usual watchly beasts.
Carole bought the Michael Jackson wii Dance game for the whole family to play so I played that. Yes on my first go I got over ten thousand points. Oh yes, I rock at that. Then we played a zombie shoot em up and I got the high score on that - Oh yes, I rock at that too! Then we watched tevo whilst dinner was made and then Ken (Katie and Adam's Dad) came over to join us for dinner. Although that sounds like it might be awkward, especially if you know of the mega drama that happened last time, it was nice and homely. It was good to have a full house with lots of food. We all ate till we felt sick. Me and Rach washed up and then served pudding which was Strawberry cheesecake and Yule Log. I chose the chocolatey log and microwaved it so it was melted and gooey and gorgeeeouuus! Yum yum yum.
Fully content we have now collapsed in front of the telly, well and truely fat and happy.
Merry Christmas :)
It was really fun! This morning me and Rachael treated Carole and Dad to a fully cooked christmas breakfast, as is the tradition. We had tatty scones, spam, bacon, sausages, mushrooms, beans, black pudding and eggs. Yes, we cooked it all! It was a feast of deliciousness. Then we chilled for a bit and watched some Tevo. No present opening yet apart from a card from dad with a homemade cheque for 100 pounds signed P. Daddy. What a comical genius he is. You can see where I get it from.
Then Katie and Adam came over and we were allowed to open presents! (They are Carole's kids) I got slippers and socks and jamas and a diary and so much chocolate and more money and a watch necklace that's little and adorable instead of my usual watchly beasts.
Carole bought the Michael Jackson wii Dance game for the whole family to play so I played that. Yes on my first go I got over ten thousand points. Oh yes, I rock at that. Then we played a zombie shoot em up and I got the high score on that - Oh yes, I rock at that too! Then we watched tevo whilst dinner was made and then Ken (Katie and Adam's Dad) came over to join us for dinner. Although that sounds like it might be awkward, especially if you know of the mega drama that happened last time, it was nice and homely. It was good to have a full house with lots of food. We all ate till we felt sick. Me and Rach washed up and then served pudding which was Strawberry cheesecake and Yule Log. I chose the chocolatey log and microwaved it so it was melted and gooey and gorgeeeouuus! Yum yum yum.
Fully content we have now collapsed in front of the telly, well and truely fat and happy.
Merry Christmas :)
Wednesday, 22 December 2010
My Day - Episode Fourty CONT
Okay so where was I?
Monday
Monday was when the lovely Joe came over and we hung out. Watched Criminal Minds which I have become unnaturally obsessed with and just generally snuggled and hugged. It was top notch. I was feeling really ill so I didn't want to do much and luckily we are both pretty content with just hanging. Had some nice chats.
Tuesday
Well I had absolutely nothing planned so I spent most of the lunchtimeish time revising Psychology retake which is a total cow. I feel like I know it already so why did I lose so many marks the first time around? Then watched Criminal Minds (You'll recognise a trend here) and Nigel got home during it. He told me it was my aunty Nicky's birthday so later on we went out for a indian. Now, this was rather funny for me but nobody else.
On the way there I slipped on something I thought was mud (It only got on my shoe XD) but carried on walking. Then we sat down and were having starters and all I could think was "I can smell dog shit. Can they smell dog shit? Do I smell of dog shit?" So I had to excuse myself to the loo and spend a few minutes cleaning my shoe because yes, it was dog shit. After liberally washing my hands up to my elbows (freaky cleanliness much) I joined the dinner again. Me and cousin Leigh chatted a lot about school which was nice. I should get in contact more because we really do get along. She's taking similar subjects to me too, wants to get into Criminology. Yum.
Wednesday MorningFraid it's only morning because I'll probably update you about how this avo goes another time. I had a nice lie in until gone nine which was good because family made me have a late night. Unfortunately I had a troubling dream. The dream itself was actually quite pleasant in topic but it shouldn't be. It's like the song.... One sec. The first 12 seconds of this song pretty much sums it up. XD
Monday
Monday was when the lovely Joe came over and we hung out. Watched Criminal Minds which I have become unnaturally obsessed with and just generally snuggled and hugged. It was top notch. I was feeling really ill so I didn't want to do much and luckily we are both pretty content with just hanging. Had some nice chats.
Tuesday
Well I had absolutely nothing planned so I spent most of the lunchtimeish time revising Psychology retake which is a total cow. I feel like I know it already so why did I lose so many marks the first time around? Then watched Criminal Minds (You'll recognise a trend here) and Nigel got home during it. He told me it was my aunty Nicky's birthday so later on we went out for a indian. Now, this was rather funny for me but nobody else.
On the way there I slipped on something I thought was mud (It only got on my shoe XD) but carried on walking. Then we sat down and were having starters and all I could think was "I can smell dog shit. Can they smell dog shit? Do I smell of dog shit?" So I had to excuse myself to the loo and spend a few minutes cleaning my shoe because yes, it was dog shit. After liberally washing my hands up to my elbows (freaky cleanliness much) I joined the dinner again. Me and cousin Leigh chatted a lot about school which was nice. I should get in contact more because we really do get along. She's taking similar subjects to me too, wants to get into Criminology. Yum.
Wednesday MorningFraid it's only morning because I'll probably update you about how this avo goes another time. I had a nice lie in until gone nine which was good because family made me have a late night. Unfortunately I had a troubling dream. The dream itself was actually quite pleasant in topic but it shouldn't be. It's like the song.... One sec. The first 12 seconds of this song pretty much sums it up. XD
So anyways. I had that dream so now I can't concentrate very well. I'm trying to revise Ethics - morals n shiz. HA the irony! So anyways later I'm going out to dinner with my old girlies, all of them! That's only if my mum is willing to take me out when all this snow has pissed everywhere. It always holds off right until I actually want to go somewhere. Right, ciao!
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
My Day - Episode Fourty
Actually, I'm going to go ahead and do a couple of days.
Friday
Woke up at Joes where I had spent the night and we just lazied in the morning. There was a nice moment where I woke up to Joe listening quietly to music so I shuffled on over for a hug and to listen with him. It was nice, no words just hugging and listening.
When we finally dragged our lazy asses out of bed, we went shopping where I finished my christmas shopping. One of the best things about Joe is that he actually enjoys shopping almost as much as me. Since he's an only child with a girly mum, I'm guessing he learnt to love being dragged along on trips. It's nice not having to drag around a boyfriend by the collar to get stuff done. Then we walked home (collld!) and had a cup of tea. Hutchy then joined us which was nice, I love my Hutchy. He gave me a Sunjar which is so pretty, I slept with it on that night and it's so nice. Really helps to cope with my creepy children standing in the dark corners nightmares.
Then Joe's Dad came home and we headed out to go and get the christmas tree. Then we decorated it together. That was nice since I always get a really awkward cold feeling from his Dad which is hard to push past. It's understandable since I'm just some random chick who often visits his house.
When I got home, I had some dinner and the night passed in a blur.
Saturday
Woke up, revised. This was pretty much my morning. I didn't really do much. In the evening I was picked up by my Dad who had Carole and Rachael in tail. Awesome, haven't seen Rach in ages so we had a laugh chatting. Went back to Dads for a bit while we got ready and then we were off out to my uncle Steve's annual family chinese. At the event was cousin Jamie with his dad Andy and his new wife Jenny, My nanny and grandad, uncle Steve with his new wife Sharon, their new son Adam and her daughter Rebecca. And of course Carole, me, Rach and Dad. Got all that? That was nice, like every year. Good choice of pudding.
Sunday
Nothing happened. Really.
Monday
Is that today? No. Yesterday. OH I'll cont later. Off now,
Friday
Woke up at Joes where I had spent the night and we just lazied in the morning. There was a nice moment where I woke up to Joe listening quietly to music so I shuffled on over for a hug and to listen with him. It was nice, no words just hugging and listening.
When we finally dragged our lazy asses out of bed, we went shopping where I finished my christmas shopping. One of the best things about Joe is that he actually enjoys shopping almost as much as me. Since he's an only child with a girly mum, I'm guessing he learnt to love being dragged along on trips. It's nice not having to drag around a boyfriend by the collar to get stuff done. Then we walked home (collld!) and had a cup of tea. Hutchy then joined us which was nice, I love my Hutchy. He gave me a Sunjar which is so pretty, I slept with it on that night and it's so nice. Really helps to cope with my creepy children standing in the dark corners nightmares.
Then Joe's Dad came home and we headed out to go and get the christmas tree. Then we decorated it together. That was nice since I always get a really awkward cold feeling from his Dad which is hard to push past. It's understandable since I'm just some random chick who often visits his house.
When I got home, I had some dinner and the night passed in a blur.
Saturday
Woke up, revised. This was pretty much my morning. I didn't really do much. In the evening I was picked up by my Dad who had Carole and Rachael in tail. Awesome, haven't seen Rach in ages so we had a laugh chatting. Went back to Dads for a bit while we got ready and then we were off out to my uncle Steve's annual family chinese. At the event was cousin Jamie with his dad Andy and his new wife Jenny, My nanny and grandad, uncle Steve with his new wife Sharon, their new son Adam and her daughter Rebecca. And of course Carole, me, Rach and Dad. Got all that? That was nice, like every year. Good choice of pudding.
Sunday
Nothing happened. Really.
Monday
Is that today? No. Yesterday. OH I'll cont later. Off now,
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Nine
Howdy, haven't done a my day for a while but that's usually because my days are pretty monotonous.
So in first lesson I had a structured so we (Bekah and her year 12 pet, Aimee, Edwards, Harry and Me) hung about in bottom red while I tried to do some biology coursework, got a reasonably amount done. I felt like I was trudging through masses of fudge I was going that fast but at least I was moving. I chatted to Aimee about her life in general and then teased Harry about his paleness.
Ibn second I had Biology in which we got to play with whiteboards which I love. Although pretty much the whole of this my thoughts were "I have not yet answered a question, that sucks. I like being knowledgable" and "This pen is shite." So that passed without much to note about.
Then it was the 1 hour 45 minute lesson of Psychology with the ever debatable Roffe. Roffe let us revise so I went through the exam I got a B in and made perfect answers. Until there was a debate going on about horizon ratio, so I had to jump in and help make it clearer. (For those who are curious, horizon ratio is where things that are identical will always have the same proportion above and below the horizon no matter what distance away, and if something has a lesser proportion then it's a different size and not further away.)
Then we had Christmas lunch and this was with some random girlies. Me, Bekah (SHE NEVER LEAVES ME! XD), Dragana and Natalie sat together. It took a lot of organising just to pull crackers and then we all at the yummy dinner. And yes Hutchy, the cupcakes were effing DELICIOUS. I adored it. I even at the honeycomb, which I discovered today that I liked.
Then we hopped off to go be freeeee as a bird. So for this we hid in top blue. Me, Joe and Bekah began the crowd and were then joined by Hutchy, Josh and Edwards. I chatted to Hutchy which is nice cause I always enjoy our convos, as rare as they are. Then I got really frustrated by two things, one of which was that damn Bio coursework. Joe was getting annoyed because he couldn't help me the way I wanted so eventually I just ran to Ms Annabell who (bless her) was running back and forth for mark schemes, books and resources trying to help me. Eventually we scribbled all over until we got a decent chunk done just in time for the end of the day.
So I ran back to get my bois and went to the busses. Awesome snog. ;) Teehee. Then I got to the bus, Josh and all the other sixth formers weren't on so I was rulllleerr! I taught beloved George some science, reminisced about discos and amused everyone with my jokes. I need to stop making things up though for comic effect. I do it a lot - I'll be telling a true story and then will realise it's not funny enough so I'll make up something random to enrich it. Can't even remember what my additions were this time. Something to do with me loosing my voice, which I've never done. Oh well.
Walking home was fine, me and George just mucking around. We talked about shite like we usually do and bid farewell with the usual "Don't get raped!" because he has to walk down this dead shifty alley. O.O He's okay though. He will not be sodomized whilst under my watch.
Got home, had a really nice chat about work with Step-dad Nige and drank tea with him. He's getting better at not making pissy tea. Then he made shepards pie which I devoured whilst watching Have I got News for You. I just realised this is a reallly unnecessarily detailed account of my day but HEY you're the one that's sad enough to read to the end.
Laterz Losaa!
So in first lesson I had a structured so we (Bekah and her year 12 pet, Aimee, Edwards, Harry and Me) hung about in bottom red while I tried to do some biology coursework, got a reasonably amount done. I felt like I was trudging through masses of fudge I was going that fast but at least I was moving. I chatted to Aimee about her life in general and then teased Harry about his paleness.
Ibn second I had Biology in which we got to play with whiteboards which I love. Although pretty much the whole of this my thoughts were "I have not yet answered a question, that sucks. I like being knowledgable" and "This pen is shite." So that passed without much to note about.
Then it was the 1 hour 45 minute lesson of Psychology with the ever debatable Roffe. Roffe let us revise so I went through the exam I got a B in and made perfect answers. Until there was a debate going on about horizon ratio, so I had to jump in and help make it clearer. (For those who are curious, horizon ratio is where things that are identical will always have the same proportion above and below the horizon no matter what distance away, and if something has a lesser proportion then it's a different size and not further away.)
Then we had Christmas lunch and this was with some random girlies. Me, Bekah (SHE NEVER LEAVES ME! XD), Dragana and Natalie sat together. It took a lot of organising just to pull crackers and then we all at the yummy dinner. And yes Hutchy, the cupcakes were effing DELICIOUS. I adored it. I even at the honeycomb, which I discovered today that I liked.
Then we hopped off to go be freeeee as a bird. So for this we hid in top blue. Me, Joe and Bekah began the crowd and were then joined by Hutchy, Josh and Edwards. I chatted to Hutchy which is nice cause I always enjoy our convos, as rare as they are. Then I got really frustrated by two things, one of which was that damn Bio coursework. Joe was getting annoyed because he couldn't help me the way I wanted so eventually I just ran to Ms Annabell who (bless her) was running back and forth for mark schemes, books and resources trying to help me. Eventually we scribbled all over until we got a decent chunk done just in time for the end of the day.
So I ran back to get my bois and went to the busses. Awesome snog. ;) Teehee. Then I got to the bus, Josh and all the other sixth formers weren't on so I was rulllleerr! I taught beloved George some science, reminisced about discos and amused everyone with my jokes. I need to stop making things up though for comic effect. I do it a lot - I'll be telling a true story and then will realise it's not funny enough so I'll make up something random to enrich it. Can't even remember what my additions were this time. Something to do with me loosing my voice, which I've never done. Oh well.
Walking home was fine, me and George just mucking around. We talked about shite like we usually do and bid farewell with the usual "Don't get raped!" because he has to walk down this dead shifty alley. O.O He's okay though. He will not be sodomized whilst under my watch.
Got home, had a really nice chat about work with Step-dad Nige and drank tea with him. He's getting better at not making pissy tea. Then he made shepards pie which I devoured whilst watching Have I got News for You. I just realised this is a reallly unnecessarily detailed account of my day but HEY you're the one that's sad enough to read to the end.
Laterz Losaa!
Tuesday, 30 November 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Eight
Well today I woke up at my usual time, unusually awake because I had loads of stuff I needed to do in school today. Just errands, nothing mega. Then mum came in like "There's like this much snow outside *insert gesture* and it's forecast more, I don't think you should go today. I'm not having you have to call halfway through the day for permission to come home early. It's silly." So I was like mmrrmmrrmmrrm and emailed my teachers to say I'm not in.
Then I got up because I don't like lie-ins once I'm already awake. Made myself a fry up, cheesy eggy bread with sausages (skinless ;D ) Then I buckled down to the couch and basically stayed there all day.
I watched 2012 (awesome sfx), Stealing Beauty (really good storyline) and a bit of the Proposal (yay happy ending people!). Then I took a trip to the shops for no reason, got some pudding and ate it.
Nothing much really happened today. Apart from me feeling shit. Oh and writing this story. Yeah... I randomly got inspiration but unfortunately I will never do the storyline justice.
Then I got up because I don't like lie-ins once I'm already awake. Made myself a fry up, cheesy eggy bread with sausages (skinless ;D ) Then I buckled down to the couch and basically stayed there all day.
I watched 2012 (awesome sfx), Stealing Beauty (really good storyline) and a bit of the Proposal (yay happy ending people!). Then I took a trip to the shops for no reason, got some pudding and ate it.
Nothing much really happened today. Apart from me feeling shit. Oh and writing this story. Yeah... I randomly got inspiration but unfortunately I will never do the storyline justice.
Thursday, 11 November 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Seven
So today I woke up before my alarm and I was like "I could do some situps or I can sleep" so then I snoozed for twenty minutes and had a niiiice lie in, still waking up early. I had loads of time so I chose a thin-making outfit and did my hair pretty in search of compliments. (Mission success, got lots of pick me ups).
Rained. I was suited and booted in my anorak and trampy trainers to avoid soggyness. It worked and I was soggy free... wooo. Got into school and found Joe. Chatted with him and others. Went to English, worked on media which is coming along nicely. Then it was Philosophy which... I don't remember. Then it was a free where I did my Bio issue report, that's going fine again. Ate lunch with Joe and Jed joined us for a while. Then me and other hung out. Then Psych where we did an exam and I felt like I rocked it super cool style. In my last free I sat doing my English and chatting to Hutch.
Got home and parents have gone out to the pub so it's just me. I watch Ace of Cakes, Walking with Dinosaurs and some music channels. Preet asks me to photo-remove Nichols beard for a "Sponser the beard shave" campagin. Got into an argument over a friend who is dislike. Conflict resolved by a comprimise as usual. I was good and didn't get super angry too because I timed myself out. That worked.
Now I'm blogging. Later I'll be getting a takeaway with the rent and that's my life. Talk soon. :)
Rained. I was suited and booted in my anorak and trampy trainers to avoid soggyness. It worked and I was soggy free... wooo. Got into school and found Joe. Chatted with him and others. Went to English, worked on media which is coming along nicely. Then it was Philosophy which... I don't remember. Then it was a free where I did my Bio issue report, that's going fine again. Ate lunch with Joe and Jed joined us for a while. Then me and other hung out. Then Psych where we did an exam and I felt like I rocked it super cool style. In my last free I sat doing my English and chatting to Hutch.
Got home and parents have gone out to the pub so it's just me. I watch Ace of Cakes, Walking with Dinosaurs and some music channels. Preet asks me to photo-remove Nichols beard for a "Sponser the beard shave" campagin. Got into an argument over a friend who is dislike. Conflict resolved by a comprimise as usual. I was good and didn't get super angry too because I timed myself out. That worked.
Now I'm blogging. Later I'll be getting a takeaway with the rent and that's my life. Talk soon. :)
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Six (List special edition)
Wake up.
Wear dress haven't worn in while.
Yes, still look too fat for it.
Breakfast.
Eggy bread.
Lost appetite for interestingness.
Watched Daybreak.
Aussie next top model announced wrong winner, woops!
Walk to school.
Spit rain, feels like someone sneezing in your face.
Ew. Hate the weather.
Good music though.
Oh! George in a hat, how adorable.
Walk to school.
Discuss spit rain.
Jig in rain.
Get a wet foot.
In school.
First was free.
Lots of computer skipping.
Chatted to Maisie about concerns of life matters.
Got nothing done.
Tutor time.
Felt alienated from old friends.
Minor dampned my day.
Next was bio.
Difficult stuff.
Look forward to Friday study session with lover.
Then Psychology.
Roffe.
Wrote an essay.
It was fine.
Read book.
Realised essay was missing key points.
Too late.
Lunch.
Lost appetite.
Half a sandwich.
Packet of crisps.
Chunk of chocolate.
Compliment Draganas shoes.
Then to English.
Reconnected with bessy Bekah.
Realised I have huge hole in shoe, hence the wet foot.
Then Philosophy.
Wrote another essay.
Essay was fine.
Found double of Bertha online.
Pondered learning Japanese.
Out of lesson early.
Primp.
Wait for lover.
Yay Joey! Big hug.
Out of school.
Shit rain, spit rain, ew rain.
Bus home was interesting....
Conversations about boobs again.
Moaned about Josh H.
Walked home, Ew Rain.
George in a hat, how adorable.
Home.
Wet foot.
Throw shoes in bin.
Tea.
Anime - bleach. Awesome.
Get an indian, sisters last night!
Watch inbetweeners. Meh.
Blog.
Shower.
Hairdry.
Dressed.
Sit ups.
Bed.
Wear dress haven't worn in while.
Yes, still look too fat for it.
Breakfast.
Eggy bread.
Lost appetite for interestingness.
Watched Daybreak.
Aussie next top model announced wrong winner, woops!
Walk to school.
Spit rain, feels like someone sneezing in your face.
Ew. Hate the weather.
Good music though.
Oh! George in a hat, how adorable.
Walk to school.
Discuss spit rain.
Jig in rain.
Get a wet foot.
In school.
First was free.
Lots of computer skipping.
Chatted to Maisie about concerns of life matters.
Got nothing done.
Tutor time.
Felt alienated from old friends.
Minor dampned my day.
Next was bio.
Difficult stuff.
Look forward to Friday study session with lover.
Then Psychology.
Roffe.
Wrote an essay.
It was fine.
Read book.
Realised essay was missing key points.
Too late.
Lunch.
Lost appetite.
Half a sandwich.
Packet of crisps.
Chunk of chocolate.
Compliment Draganas shoes.
Then to English.
Reconnected with bessy Bekah.
Realised I have huge hole in shoe, hence the wet foot.
Then Philosophy.
Wrote another essay.
Essay was fine.
Found double of Bertha online.
Pondered learning Japanese.
Out of lesson early.
Primp.
Wait for lover.
Yay Joey! Big hug.
Out of school.
Shit rain, spit rain, ew rain.
Bus home was interesting....
Conversations about boobs again.
Moaned about Josh H.
Walked home, Ew Rain.
George in a hat, how adorable.
Home.
Wet foot.
Throw shoes in bin.
Tea.
Anime - bleach. Awesome.
Get an indian, sisters last night!
Watch inbetweeners. Meh.
Blog.
Shower.
Hairdry.
Dressed.
Sit ups.
Bed.
Monday, 20 September 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Five
Aren't you lucky, I'm blogging. :)
This morning I was in an alright mood, pretty chilled. I've gone off food again. I got through phases of "OHMYGODIMMAEATEVERYTHINGINTHEHOUSE" and "Pweesedon'tmakemeeat.:(" I'm in the latter. Mainly because I have put on MORE weight. I'm pushing nine stone now. Nine. I was at under eight mere weeks ago people. Weeks. Urgh
So this morning I rustled up some eggy bread instead of eating pizza for brekky. Then trundled off for school. Boring clothes today, couldn't be bothered. As soon as I got on the bus I wished I'd made an effort with something. Make up, clothes, hair, anything! Because Bertha was there. (Calling her Bertha because she deserves a shit name and not the nice one she's got.) Bertha was dressed to the nines, whatever that means. Heels, off the shoulder soft pink cashmere sweater, eyelashes perfect and hair just wavy enough. Urgh. What a shit start.
She then proceeded to annoy me on the bus because usually I get to talk to Josh and she took over, likening motorbikes to orgasms and talking about wanking all the while pouting her lips and applying tinted lipgloss every fucking minute. She really gets on my nerves, in case you haven't realised. So then we get off the bus, I'm in a bad mood. Then Joe is feeling weird, dicky tummy and a concussion. Naturally this has me feeling really worried but mixed with my remanents of annoyed, it wasn't a happy feeling.
So I end up getting frustrated at him because I try and vent general frustrations, he takes it personally and gets all defensive like I'm being mean to him. Then I'm like "ARGH wtf that is not what I meant!" and we get snappy. Typical case of Men are from Mars Women are from Venus. I get into special assembly, sit with Chris. Have to compete with Lauren for his attention, he almost breaks my finger in a play fight. Again, I'm not happy.
Get into English, boring boring boring. I forgot my tutorial by half an hour (there is no excuse for half an hours lateness btw.) Then to tutor time, I feel like a complete outsider to my once best friends. Off to philosophy where we talk about the Pope. I don't care about the Pope! It's an old man in a dress to me, go away. I spend the whole lesson worrying if Joe will remember to fetch me for lunch and imagining various completely embarassing situations and how much I would cry.
I come out and guess what? Joey's there, still looking completely dazed and pale as a ghost, he remembered! I revelled in how lucky I am to have him and helped him limp to lunch. He perked up when he had some food and lunch was delish. Then I had two frees! The afternoon was definately looking up.
In the first free with everyone I finally got Maisies present finished. I'm so looking forward to giving it to her, it's like the best idea for a present I've had ever. :D Then in the next free I just sat chatting, highlighting bits of my Psych which I find kind of interesting. Now for the bus home. Urgh.
Bertha was sat in the back corner, best spot (Reese's spot usually) and Josh had parked up next to her. "She had smarties! But then it turned out she didn't..." Yeah right that was the reason. I can see you salivating you dirty creep. *Mumble Mumble* I just turned on my music and tuned out from the world. Couldn't find a song to suit my mood so that was frustrating.
Walking home was alright. We have a funny situation at the minute. Me and George both have a friend which we like...in small doses. And they only speak to us when we walk home past the shops. Unfortunately I had to get mints so we had to put up with them. Me and Liz mainly bitched about Bertha, she had no idea who she was so I was just giving my honest opinion. :D
Oh and if people are wondering why I don't like her so much, I shall try and explain. I always need someone to hate. Always. It's focusing and when your frustrated it's nice to have a scapegoat. Bad for her but she was bugging me just at the point when I finally got revenge on the one I hated, so I needed a new one. And who better than Bertha? *Sigh*
I feel ill. Mum made me eat. *Cries*
This morning I was in an alright mood, pretty chilled. I've gone off food again. I got through phases of "OHMYGODIMMAEATEVERYTHINGINTHEHOUSE" and "Pweesedon'tmakemeeat.:(" I'm in the latter. Mainly because I have put on MORE weight. I'm pushing nine stone now. Nine. I was at under eight mere weeks ago people. Weeks. Urgh
So this morning I rustled up some eggy bread instead of eating pizza for brekky. Then trundled off for school. Boring clothes today, couldn't be bothered. As soon as I got on the bus I wished I'd made an effort with something. Make up, clothes, hair, anything! Because Bertha was there. (Calling her Bertha because she deserves a shit name and not the nice one she's got.) Bertha was dressed to the nines, whatever that means. Heels, off the shoulder soft pink cashmere sweater, eyelashes perfect and hair just wavy enough. Urgh. What a shit start.
She then proceeded to annoy me on the bus because usually I get to talk to Josh and she took over, likening motorbikes to orgasms and talking about wanking all the while pouting her lips and applying tinted lipgloss every fucking minute. She really gets on my nerves, in case you haven't realised. So then we get off the bus, I'm in a bad mood. Then Joe is feeling weird, dicky tummy and a concussion. Naturally this has me feeling really worried but mixed with my remanents of annoyed, it wasn't a happy feeling.
So I end up getting frustrated at him because I try and vent general frustrations, he takes it personally and gets all defensive like I'm being mean to him. Then I'm like "ARGH wtf that is not what I meant!" and we get snappy. Typical case of Men are from Mars Women are from Venus. I get into special assembly, sit with Chris. Have to compete with Lauren for his attention, he almost breaks my finger in a play fight. Again, I'm not happy.
Get into English, boring boring boring. I forgot my tutorial by half an hour (there is no excuse for half an hours lateness btw.) Then to tutor time, I feel like a complete outsider to my once best friends. Off to philosophy where we talk about the Pope. I don't care about the Pope! It's an old man in a dress to me, go away. I spend the whole lesson worrying if Joe will remember to fetch me for lunch and imagining various completely embarassing situations and how much I would cry.
I come out and guess what? Joey's there, still looking completely dazed and pale as a ghost, he remembered! I revelled in how lucky I am to have him and helped him limp to lunch. He perked up when he had some food and lunch was delish. Then I had two frees! The afternoon was definately looking up.
In the first free with everyone I finally got Maisies present finished. I'm so looking forward to giving it to her, it's like the best idea for a present I've had ever. :D Then in the next free I just sat chatting, highlighting bits of my Psych which I find kind of interesting. Now for the bus home. Urgh.
Bertha was sat in the back corner, best spot (Reese's spot usually) and Josh had parked up next to her. "She had smarties! But then it turned out she didn't..." Yeah right that was the reason. I can see you salivating you dirty creep. *Mumble Mumble* I just turned on my music and tuned out from the world. Couldn't find a song to suit my mood so that was frustrating.
Walking home was alright. We have a funny situation at the minute. Me and George both have a friend which we like...in small doses. And they only speak to us when we walk home past the shops. Unfortunately I had to get mints so we had to put up with them. Me and Liz mainly bitched about Bertha, she had no idea who she was so I was just giving my honest opinion. :D
Oh and if people are wondering why I don't like her so much, I shall try and explain. I always need someone to hate. Always. It's focusing and when your frustrated it's nice to have a scapegoat. Bad for her but she was bugging me just at the point when I finally got revenge on the one I hated, so I needed a new one. And who better than Bertha? *Sigh*
I feel ill. Mum made me eat. *Cries*
Friday, 17 September 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Four
Best day in a long time.
Walk with my gorgeous love.
Got my English 2nd draft done.
Complete psych work within time.
Got my Bio 1st draft done.
And there has been karmic realignment: Justice.
I'm V happy, I feel like I'm on a spiral upwards.
If only I didn't have that niggling feeling that something awful is on the horizon
Walk with my gorgeous love.
Got my English 2nd draft done.
Complete psych work within time.
Got my Bio 1st draft done.
And there has been karmic realignment: Justice.
I'm V happy, I feel like I'm on a spiral upwards.
If only I didn't have that niggling feeling that something awful is on the horizon
Wednesday, 8 September 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Three
This morning was a pretty nice morning. I woke up really refreshed, checked to see that my computer had stopped running a four hour virus scan (it had) and then hustled to get ready for school.
I managed to cook myself a breakfast and make myself lunch today and still had time to sit about watching Daybreak (the new GMTV, it's super happy and really Australiany, they had a really similar one there *Read lot's of shots of the sun coming up)
So that was that, set out for school, made good time, had a nice chat with Josh on the bus. (Giving up on codenames because I purely can't remember...) Then I walked into school. Joe was behind me poking my head, seemingly in good spirits so I perked up. Then he was like really distant for a few minutes and in those seconds I spiralled down to "I'm a shit person, Why would I do that to someone I loved? He's thinking about it too, I knew that telling him I was thinking about it would make him think about it. He hates me. He hates what I did, what I might do. He totally thinks I'm capable of doing it again." So I became close to tears by the time we reached his locker. Then I luckily realised I was being a bit ridiculous and went back to normal.
First lesson was a structured study and I finally got Friday open day at Nottingham sorted with Aimee. Luckily we can make all the talks in good time and still have meandering time. Is that my pizza? ... No it's the neighbour. So anyways, the only problem we might have is getting lost or me totally not knowing the way to the station. Don't laugh, I fall asleep in cars and have never walked there - I am clueless.
Then it was Biology, this was nice. Me and Joe had a conversation about kids names and I like Tyler, Elliot, Amelie and Amelia. He likes Andrew. That's about all he contributed. For a laugh I said we would have one girl called Anna-marie (He hates double barrelled) and two twin boys called Atlas and Titan. XD
After Bio was Psych, reasonably interesting but was my first dose of the Roffe so I was kind of trying to not pay attention or I would tire of him in the second dose. Can't remember what me and Jess talked about. We discussed...Oh! We sat with Jack and discussed various party things and funny stories. Apparently one of his cousins spend the day introducing himself by going "Hi, I don't want to sleep with you."
Then it was English, mostly boring. Working on computers. Got my draft back. AAAAAARRRGGGGHHH THERES SO MANY EDITS I WANT TO DIE was my reaction. Literally the whole editing bar down the side is full. FULL. I'm meant to be doing that now but I decided that I should procrastinate and get rid of all my chores first. :) and then order pizza. Which still hasn't arrived.
After English Language was Philosophy. He set us of with a conundrum of how God is a verb like tie. He compared it to something that made no sense. Yeah, conundrum. I swear he's fucking with us most of the time. "God is like... spandex pants.." He didn't say that, I kid. So we went on computers to write an essay. An essay I thought was pathetically stupid because the answer in short is "No."
I got a headache from sitting in the library and all the year 12's and 7's were there and they for some reason were all talking like in the lunch hall. I mean wtf, it's a library. STFU!
...Car?...Pizza..? Urgh it's someone leaving. Fuck you, I'm hungry.
So got on the bus was feeling alright, listened to some music, got more depressed. Spoke to Josh, he brought me back to life. Got off bus, accidentily kicked Otibix. (Otis) who is surprisingly gentlemenly. Walked home with George and discussed life, he perks up my day. He's so awesome, he's going to grow up looking really sweet and adorable and just be the nicest guy! I can't wait to see him as an adult. Hope I keep in contacto with him.
Got home, life as usual. Watched tevo with the fam, fam went pub. I ordered pizza. I wait for pizza... Still nothing. I'm going to actually do some coursework now so CIAO! <3
I managed to cook myself a breakfast and make myself lunch today and still had time to sit about watching Daybreak (the new GMTV, it's super happy and really Australiany, they had a really similar one there *Read lot's of shots of the sun coming up)
So that was that, set out for school, made good time, had a nice chat with Josh on the bus. (Giving up on codenames because I purely can't remember...) Then I walked into school. Joe was behind me poking my head, seemingly in good spirits so I perked up. Then he was like really distant for a few minutes and in those seconds I spiralled down to "I'm a shit person, Why would I do that to someone I loved? He's thinking about it too, I knew that telling him I was thinking about it would make him think about it. He hates me. He hates what I did, what I might do. He totally thinks I'm capable of doing it again." So I became close to tears by the time we reached his locker. Then I luckily realised I was being a bit ridiculous and went back to normal.
First lesson was a structured study and I finally got Friday open day at Nottingham sorted with Aimee. Luckily we can make all the talks in good time and still have meandering time. Is that my pizza? ... No it's the neighbour. So anyways, the only problem we might have is getting lost or me totally not knowing the way to the station. Don't laugh, I fall asleep in cars and have never walked there - I am clueless.
Then it was Biology, this was nice. Me and Joe had a conversation about kids names and I like Tyler, Elliot, Amelie and Amelia. He likes Andrew. That's about all he contributed. For a laugh I said we would have one girl called Anna-marie (He hates double barrelled) and two twin boys called Atlas and Titan. XD
After Bio was Psych, reasonably interesting but was my first dose of the Roffe so I was kind of trying to not pay attention or I would tire of him in the second dose. Can't remember what me and Jess talked about. We discussed...Oh! We sat with Jack and discussed various party things and funny stories. Apparently one of his cousins spend the day introducing himself by going "Hi, I don't want to sleep with you."
Then it was English, mostly boring. Working on computers. Got my draft back. AAAAAARRRGGGGHHH THERES SO MANY EDITS I WANT TO DIE was my reaction. Literally the whole editing bar down the side is full. FULL. I'm meant to be doing that now but I decided that I should procrastinate and get rid of all my chores first. :) and then order pizza. Which still hasn't arrived.
After English Language was Philosophy. He set us of with a conundrum of how God is a verb like tie. He compared it to something that made no sense. Yeah, conundrum. I swear he's fucking with us most of the time. "God is like... spandex pants.." He didn't say that, I kid. So we went on computers to write an essay. An essay I thought was pathetically stupid because the answer in short is "No."
I got a headache from sitting in the library and all the year 12's and 7's were there and they for some reason were all talking like in the lunch hall. I mean wtf, it's a library. STFU!
...Car?...Pizza..? Urgh it's someone leaving. Fuck you, I'm hungry.
So got on the bus was feeling alright, listened to some music, got more depressed. Spoke to Josh, he brought me back to life. Got off bus, accidentily kicked Otibix. (Otis) who is surprisingly gentlemenly. Walked home with George and discussed life, he perks up my day. He's so awesome, he's going to grow up looking really sweet and adorable and just be the nicest guy! I can't wait to see him as an adult. Hope I keep in contacto with him.
Got home, life as usual. Watched tevo with the fam, fam went pub. I ordered pizza. I wait for pizza... Still nothing. I'm going to actually do some coursework now so CIAO! <3
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty Two
Woke up today at Dad's house by the noise of the dog howling which is totally rare. So I went downstairs to find my living room especially crowded as The Wrinklies were over. (Thats the grandparents on my dads for people who are unaware of this cute petname)
So we had some delightful chatter and a rather depressing realisation that (BBEEPPP). Then dada went off to some diving shop and C was off to work so it was me and the Sis in the house.
Sissy wanted to go get C some flowers as a thankyou for trying to find work so we nipped to the shops and got some pasties and mints. It was nice to be out but I had a premonition of a killer headache so I wrapped myself up in movies for about 5 hours. By then I had a fully fledged OWMYFOOKINGHEADache. So I downed some paracetamol (Which did nothing) and lots of water, thinking it was probably down to being dehydrated.
It was so within two glasses of water and a walk around the block (which I love and really should do more often) I was fine again.
Apart from being depressed.
See last time I was here at dads I had Him sleep over but the huge calamity lead to C thinking we were 'up to things' when we totally weren't and I felt completely betrayed because I thought she had trust and understood me. She also blamed us for her not getting any sleep even though she went to bed at like 1 when we went at 11 and I only got up once because I had a nightmare.
So anyways I'm bummedout because I know now that even after two years of maturing and totally respecting every stupid rule to do with boys they threw at me AND completely getting a new boyfriend - they have NO trust in me and my word at all.
Also Him is in Germany and I'm pining, walking around the house looking glum because there is no-one to surprise piggy-back on and kiss my elbows when I smack against the doorframe. Two very important roles for a boyfriend of course....
So we had some delightful chatter and a rather depressing realisation that (BBEEPPP). Then dada went off to some diving shop and C was off to work so it was me and the Sis in the house.
Sissy wanted to go get C some flowers as a thankyou for trying to find work so we nipped to the shops and got some pasties and mints. It was nice to be out but I had a premonition of a killer headache so I wrapped myself up in movies for about 5 hours. By then I had a fully fledged OWMYFOOKINGHEADache. So I downed some paracetamol (Which did nothing) and lots of water, thinking it was probably down to being dehydrated.
It was so within two glasses of water and a walk around the block (which I love and really should do more often) I was fine again.
Apart from being depressed.
See last time I was here at dads I had Him sleep over but the huge calamity lead to C thinking we were 'up to things' when we totally weren't and I felt completely betrayed because I thought she had trust and understood me. She also blamed us for her not getting any sleep even though she went to bed at like 1 when we went at 11 and I only got up once because I had a nightmare.
So anyways I'm bummedout because I know now that even after two years of maturing and totally respecting every stupid rule to do with boys they threw at me AND completely getting a new boyfriend - they have NO trust in me and my word at all.
Also Him is in Germany and I'm pining, walking around the house looking glum because there is no-one to surprise piggy-back on and kiss my elbows when I smack against the doorframe. Two very important roles for a boyfriend of course....
Sunday, 18 July 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty One
So I was totally on my own today and I have done pretty little apart from slob completely. So I woke up at about nine having rested for about 12 hours. Read until I finished "The complete guide to guys - Dave Barry" which by the way was amazingly insightful. P.s It's a thin book, you guys don't think much... There isn't much to make a guide about. Did you know there is a type of slug that's sexual bits are so big they get stuck together? To get out they take turns to knaw the penis off.
I digress. So after I finished my book I went and ate noodles out of the saucepan I made them in. (Living alone was making me gross) So after watching countless episodes of Priviledged, Americas Got Talent and a few Big Bang Theory I hoovered and dusted and put a wash on. Then I decided to go on a crazy get fit thing and went on the exercise for over an hour, burning off an amazing 500+ calories!! And I skipped lunch. Oh my god, I skipped lunch! :O I didn't realise that. I will get dinner in a mo. Promise. Mwah.
Then after my super binge of exercise I felt really constructive so I decided to update the Man Wall. Which is of course is a gorgeous wall full of semi-naked men in various poses. My favourite being the adorable Danny Young who is using an exploding bottle of champagne to cover his bits and looks ECSTATIC! It's pretty awesome. So I did that and I now total 15 lovely hunks, including two smackers from my calender. Then I made a me-montage. You know those ones that are in humanities, covered in things that mean something to that person? Yeah I made one. It took two hours of cutting and sticking and I finally have something gorgeous to stick on the side of my drawers (I have officially ran out of decorative wall space).
On my walls there is
15 naked men
16 gorgeous fans
1 Mouline Rouge poster
27 Memory pictures in a montage fashion
1 pinboard full of notes
1 chalkboard for more notes
1 pressed rose
1 mirror
1 hunks calendar
and 1 picture of the whole of year eleven.
So yay! I like full walls, gives me something to stare at no matter what way I'm facing. Although I fear one day all of these eyes staring at me from all angles will give me nightmares. For now, it rocks.
So now I'm off to go and make myself some dinner although I really just want to order pizza... You know what? Maybe I will.
I digress. So after I finished my book I went and ate noodles out of the saucepan I made them in. (Living alone was making me gross) So after watching countless episodes of Priviledged, Americas Got Talent and a few Big Bang Theory I hoovered and dusted and put a wash on. Then I decided to go on a crazy get fit thing and went on the exercise for over an hour, burning off an amazing 500+ calories!! And I skipped lunch. Oh my god, I skipped lunch! :O I didn't realise that. I will get dinner in a mo. Promise. Mwah.
Then after my super binge of exercise I felt really constructive so I decided to update the Man Wall. Which is of course is a gorgeous wall full of semi-naked men in various poses. My favourite being the adorable Danny Young who is using an exploding bottle of champagne to cover his bits and looks ECSTATIC! It's pretty awesome. So I did that and I now total 15 lovely hunks, including two smackers from my calender. Then I made a me-montage. You know those ones that are in humanities, covered in things that mean something to that person? Yeah I made one. It took two hours of cutting and sticking and I finally have something gorgeous to stick on the side of my drawers (I have officially ran out of decorative wall space).
On my walls there is
15 naked men
16 gorgeous fans
1 Mouline Rouge poster
27 Memory pictures in a montage fashion
1 pinboard full of notes
1 chalkboard for more notes
1 pressed rose
1 mirror
1 hunks calendar
and 1 picture of the whole of year eleven.
So yay! I like full walls, gives me something to stare at no matter what way I'm facing. Although I fear one day all of these eyes staring at me from all angles will give me nightmares. For now, it rocks.
So now I'm off to go and make myself some dinner although I really just want to order pizza... You know what? Maybe I will.
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
My Day - Episode Thirty
So this morning I woke up with absolutely no desire to do anything but sleep. Getting dressed was a complete faff as usual, wasn't sure about how I looked in a certain skirt and have nothing that matches so was v worried about wearing it. Decided to go for it and just fuck it if I looked shite.
At school on the bus I was amazed by my mp3 players battery, it was on nothing for the whole journey there and back. Then I got to school and Pants scared the crap out of me popping out of mid air. I realised that Cheshire had my stuff so I went and searched her locker but she wasn't in for the morning and then waited for the boyf. He looked like a golfer today, it was adorable. Blah blah morning stuff.
In Psych we realise the exam was much easier than we expected. Me and Darling One had a catch up, swapped advice for life and whatnot. Then I had English was was a bit crap cause there was an argument and coursework but me and ...oh she has no blog name. ACK Erm...Lashes cause hers are all long and purdy anyways, we had a laugh.
Then it was a free in which I was enjoying a bit. I feel like everyone around me is worried about me though and although I think it's grounded suspicious, I can't put my finger on what is wrong with me. I think just a lot of shit things have happened to me recently and it's not fun. In the hols I might cheer up. Or when I have the house to myself next week cause the familia are out.
In fourth it was biology and I felt stupid at first and frustrated but I felt better at the end because I could grasp it much easier and I got a choccy prize for being really good. ^ ^
In fifth I wrote an essay, finished it early in true Philosophy lesson fashion and we still have one more lesson to go. Discussed poetry with sir at the end which was really sweet. He clapped me lol.
Then going out of that lesson I saw the year 10s I teach and they were taking a chair for a walk.... Random. And they all were like "Isn't that the one you fancy?" to the big ginger guy. How sweet. I'll dress nice tomorrow especially. Then TallBlondBoy was walking behind me and he smacked his folder right against my bum so I looked at him like wtf? and he was like "Sorry...uh. I didn't mean to...sorry" and then he high fived a kid apparently he didn't even know.
Walking out was fine. Bus journey was fine. Walking home was cute. Me and Owl Boy were just taking the mick out of each other and writing sick fairy tale stories about peeps. Got home, Mum was in a massive mood but luckily she went out. Now I'm trying to fix my goddarn mp3 player. Which isn't compatible with netbook apparently, oh well. :) I COULD USE PROPER COMP! Duh. Ciao now. :D
At school on the bus I was amazed by my mp3 players battery, it was on nothing for the whole journey there and back. Then I got to school and Pants scared the crap out of me popping out of mid air. I realised that Cheshire had my stuff so I went and searched her locker but she wasn't in for the morning and then waited for the boyf. He looked like a golfer today, it was adorable. Blah blah morning stuff.
In Psych we realise the exam was much easier than we expected. Me and Darling One had a catch up, swapped advice for life and whatnot. Then I had English was was a bit crap cause there was an argument and coursework but me and ...oh she has no blog name. ACK Erm...Lashes cause hers are all long and purdy anyways, we had a laugh.
Then it was a free in which I was enjoying a bit. I feel like everyone around me is worried about me though and although I think it's grounded suspicious, I can't put my finger on what is wrong with me. I think just a lot of shit things have happened to me recently and it's not fun. In the hols I might cheer up. Or when I have the house to myself next week cause the familia are out.
In fourth it was biology and I felt stupid at first and frustrated but I felt better at the end because I could grasp it much easier and I got a choccy prize for being really good. ^ ^
In fifth I wrote an essay, finished it early in true Philosophy lesson fashion and we still have one more lesson to go. Discussed poetry with sir at the end which was really sweet. He clapped me lol.
Then going out of that lesson I saw the year 10s I teach and they were taking a chair for a walk.... Random. And they all were like "Isn't that the one you fancy?" to the big ginger guy. How sweet. I'll dress nice tomorrow especially. Then TallBlondBoy was walking behind me and he smacked his folder right against my bum so I looked at him like wtf? and he was like "Sorry...uh. I didn't mean to...sorry" and then he high fived a kid apparently he didn't even know.
Walking out was fine. Bus journey was fine. Walking home was cute. Me and Owl Boy were just taking the mick out of each other and writing sick fairy tale stories about peeps. Got home, Mum was in a massive mood but luckily she went out. Now I'm trying to fix my goddarn mp3 player. Which isn't compatible with netbook apparently, oh well. :) I COULD USE PROPER COMP! Duh. Ciao now. :D
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