Tuesday, March 28, 2006
This post isn't about Radiohead tickets.
(I love the feeling of satisfation that i have something she wants.)
I can't believe i forgot to write about this. I woke up on saturday morning at 8:45, crawled out of bed and turned on my computer and sat refreshing the ticketmaster page until Radiohead tickets went on sale at 9am.
Blackpool here i come.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Everyone always talks about the weather and it used to be something that came up in conversation when you couldn't think of anything else to talk about. Now everyone talks about the weather because it always rains and it's always cold and i bet even in july people are constantly armed with umbrellas.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
(Thank god for that.)
(Turn that music down. It's too loud and it's terrible and it's vibrating through my walls. I can hear it over my own thoughts inside my head.)
Friday, March 24, 2006
I found some recipies in a magazine that my mum sent me. They tell you how to make lots of really nice things involving chocolate so i might try actually cooking something on sunday. They're meant to be Valentines day recipes, but no matter. I'm also going to make rice krispie cakes, because they're so easy yet taste so good. Apart from Manky Delights.
Pretending to be a moose. We are girls because we all put some beads on.
There's only so much
twee i can stand.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
I've just realised Anne Summers didn't get back to me or Amy about jobs. Bastards. Who wants to work with a load of underwear and vibrators anyway.
In the Oxfam bookshop N bought a copy of Harry Potter for £1.99. I was going to buy a Maisie the Mouse sticker book but the stickers had already been stuck in so what's the point of that? It sits on the windowsill outside so perhaps i'll just run by and steal it one day, like when we steal tomato ketchup from the pub, (who might or might not have my cancer victim hat and won't give it back) but it seems wrong stealing from a charity shop. I am charity, i have no money.
We went to court this morning, to experience first hand what it was like to report there. All i experienced was three hours of boredom and a sore stomach because we weren't allowed to eat. I had a 5 pence lolly in my bag. Thinking about it was killing me as i sat listening to people who were granted bail on the condition they did not enter Woolworths or Staples stores in Preston. One man was in prison for theft, and on the day of his release went into town and stole a £65 Philishave razor from boots and £27 worth of food and alcohol from M&S for a party that night. He also failed to turn up to a court hearing because he had a car accident from which he suffered head injuries and memory loss. They tried to say he 'forgot' to turn up to the hearings because of the accident.
Fucking hell.
I'm up to my ears and eyes and hair in assignments, paper is piling up. Soon it will be higher than myself, however high i may be. I don't actually know. The problem is, i can't write more than about four lines at a time before i get distracted. I have such a short attention span. Maybe i could say i was in a car accident and forgot to do my work. If it works for criminals then why not?
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
NO
MORE
PIZZA.
eggseggseggseggseggseggseggseggseggs and i love the word scrambled. They're squiggling around the frying pan because they can't sit still.
Last night i was a really good friend. The kind of, putting yourself out for someone else kind of friend. I'm being honest and saying i am not normally this type of person, i'm far too selfish a lot of the time. But last night i was good.
Sometimes things she says make me feel sad and like i just want to hold her and hug her for a very long time (like the other night when that song came on and we just didn't let go.) She says how much she loves and misses her, and yet it's never going to quite be the same because others just seem ambivalant, they're forgetting. She's remembering and holding on while others are skipping away.
Friday, March 17, 2006
What goes up must come down. Deflated like a balloon and the lights have stopped flashing and the room has stopped spinning. Remembering what i have been missing out on i've decided it's going to be same time next week, as long as i can cope with the next day.
This song reminds me of summer and her results day.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
My body hates me today.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
It's always monday nights when we seem to get unexplainabley drunk, without actually drinking much at all. Today i am shivery and shakey and my right arm feels numb. All i want to do is eat greasy, fatty food so i ate two toasted sandwiches and they felt like the best thing i've ever tasted.
White Rose Movement were spectacular on sunday night, apart from the 80's reject dancers bobbing around next to me.
Now it is time to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Smiling today.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Ross Noble is fucking hilarious.
"It's Christopher Reeves the musical!"
I can eat more pizza in Pizza Hut than a man considerably larger than myself. He couldn't even finish his medium deep-pan pizza. I ate all of mine, plus a chocolate fudge cake dessert with cream and three refillable glasses of apple and blackcurrant juice.
Tomorrow night Amy and i are going to see White Rose Movement. "So excited that a bit of wee came out."
Friday, March 10, 2006
Actually, fuck the cereal diet.
All in all i had an excellent time, apart from the things i wish hadn't happened. Also, i didn't take advantage of the situation because i was "hammered". And that's a direct quote.
Amy asking strangers for socks to walk home in, dancing to Gnarls Barkley who reminds me of my sister, and we're shocked when we discover who is at her flat when we go home to make pizza and pick off the ham because they've got no margaritas left. He's talking about someone cutting her arms so they are running with blood.
Mock courtroom lecture at 9am, (which was a complete waste of time) and my plan was to just stay awake all night, but i fell asleep. I awoke to a grey world so i wore a grey outfit. It was a good outfit though.
Valerie and i ran to the shop.
I have dreams about text messages that i think are real and i'm still ill and without remedies or cereal. Next week we're going to start the cereal diet and i've given up crisps for lent, even though i ate some McCoys last saturday. Possibly two packets.
I just gave up and walked in the rain, eating a Twister ice lolly.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Still ill and i'm sewing up all my broken clothes with neat little stitches my mother would be proud of and i'm considering growing out my fringe.
Thinking about the people i am going to be living with next year, i like them all (there are seven of us) and i don't think there will be any difficulties but if i continue to think about it, and really consider people's personalities when compared to mine, i think the person i am most likely to have arguments and conflicts with is one of the people i get on best with. It's the wanting control and the always putting me down, which is just a funny joke but an extremely contradictory, hypocritical joke some of the time.
One of them i have fallen in love with this term.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Last term i liked uni, it was good, i enjoyed it. This term i am in love with uni and i can't believe i only have just over four weeks left before Easter.
Pink (action) Ladies go commando.
Monday, March 06, 2006
The new series of Green "have you got a hoodie?" Wing is soon to be on TV and the Judderman was on the Top 100 scariest moments, being voted the scariest advert ever.
Happy Days!
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass.
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Still ill and looking terrible. Why can't i sleep?
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Train station
Pub food
Tea and Harry Potter, c'mon hide your lovers underneath the covers.
Hollyoaks bar
Quizzes
Almost perfect but someone's still not sure because someone is still holding back.
Yesterday, 6am, i had two hours sleep and i go to make hot chocolate and my flatmate is asleep in the corridor with a pillow and the door to his room open and the light on. My other flatmate comes home and she's just nearly been hit by a car after going to a club full of grannies. One of the grannies is my friend Valerie.
Last term i was able to sleep into the afternoon to make up for the night times spent dancing and wandering around the streets, now i'm waking up at 10am at the latest and half past three at the earliest.
Also, after evading illness since Christmas i am now drugged up on Sudafed and Strepsils but i still drag myself to my lecture like a good student because if i can get up and spend the day with N then i can get up and spend an hour in a lecture theatre. But i get an assignment back and it's my worst mark and now i want to cry.
Bye___________________________
