Things i need to stop thinking about

Things I need to stop thinking about;

- The new star trek film (it's not out until may 2009 and i need to get over it)
-Whether or not crackers can kill ducks in the same way rice can kill pigeons...(if yes then i may have just committed duck genocide)
-How much weight i need to lose (a lot, by the way)
-How little money i have left (not a lot, by the way)
-That bloke who tried to drag me out of the venue last night (if i do think about it I'm gonna cry)
-Someone who i can't say ( i wish i didn't think of him ... things would be mucho easier!)
-facebook (i actually need to stop going on it, it's so ridiculous)
-just how amazing David Bowie,Elton John and Paul Weller are (Oh my god If i don't stop listening to them it's gonna be bad)
-How sometimes music says it far better than we ever could ("And i could write a book, the one they'll say that shook the world...")
-The Ben and Jerry's in my freezer...(baked alaska you old dog...or old polar bear i spose)
-Stupid drunken texting (many people got many texts last night...oh dear...)
-How little credit i have left (Again, stupid drunken texting, calling...everything...)


That's all. I noticed i blogged like a ton of times today, but only cos i know i won't be in much over the next few days, due to mucho workage that needs to be done

mucho lovo xxxxxxx

oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

THERE ARE RATS IN THE BINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!OH MY GOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!

I'm not one to be freaked out by animals, and i love mice (RIP Mr Jingles and Felicity xxxx) but these things are bloody huge and you can hear them spazzing out in the bins....urgh it makes me shudder


one just ran underneath the bin and i thought i was going to actually cry- they're so filthy it's just...urgh.


i threw my bag in and it hit one them i think. i didn't do it on purpose if that's what you're thinking- just cos i don't like them doesn't mean they should be hit and stuff- but it proper spazzed out and it sounded like there were 50 of them in there!!!!!!!!!

urgh...stupid parkwood...

stupid rats...

mucho shudderage.

right...now that the shiny cover of drunkeness has gone...

As I'm writing this i am wearing a shiny shiny crown...why? well a)I'm just too hardcore and b)I'm in that kind of a mood =]

I'M NOT HUNGOVER!HUZZAH!!!!

god knows how- but I'm not complaining at all =]

i really, really, really wish i had accepted the help of spellcheck in my blogs last night...i didn't think it was possible for me to look more of a drunken fool after all my 'dancing', but apparently it is, so that's nice to know

yeah, my, er, 'dancing'...if my friends were real friends they would have stopped me!!grr!!

it's basically me flinging myself about to what must be some kind of imaginary beat in my head, because it's completely out of time with the actual beat of the real song being played, and somehow, in my deluded state, i think this looks good!

my only saving grace is that pretty much everyone was dancing and no one was looking at me, so it's all good in the hood =]

my purse is empty this morning...which makes me want to cry...I'm not gonna say how much was in there to start with cos my dad reads this and he might be a bit "Tut, tut ames the squames" (that's what my dadsy calls me =]) but...well...it's not a figure i'm happy to not have any more!

I cannot believe that after today there will be 25 days until christmas...CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I'm not excited...muchly =])

I'm really annoyed- I spent like three hours yesterday downloading itunes and sorting my music out so that i can save all of Claire's music onto my computer, and it took forever saving it- but i can't get it to work, and it looks like it hasn't saved it...

i am mucho confused...

if only someone in our house actually knew what to do when it comes to laptop confuddlement. i spose that's where it'd be handy to have a blokey bloke in our house..then again the shower wouldn't be as lovely, and the toilet seats would always be left up, so it's the price you have to pay =]


oh my god this blog is really long..I'm gonna stop now

mucho lovo xxxxxx

by the by

Boy's confuse me.


THERE!!!i said it!!!!!!!!!!!! i admitted it out loud, well...OK maybe not out loud...out blog i spose would be a more reasonable way of explaining it...'there, I've blogged it', would that sound better?...


urgh, i can't believe I'm letting something as small and insignificant as grammar* distract me right now.

but yeah.

boy's confuddle me. TO THE MAX EXTREMITY OF CONFUDDLEMENT.


stupid boys.
they're so stupid.
and ridiculously boyish.
...
grr.


*by the way i don't mean this... i would never have a go at grammar- GRAMMAR RULES!!!

i hate being drunk when i post blogs- it's nothing but drunken debauchery =]

yeah, alright, so i'm bloggin whilst under the influence...but we all knew it was gonna happen. it'll be intereting to see if this one is more legible than the ones i wrote when i was tired after writing essays until 3 in the morning =]

yeah so tonight was AMAZING!

I danced so much i thought my face was gonna fall off- but they played Daft Punk!!!!!how can you not dance to daft punk!!It's daft ounk (wow i think i just said daft punk more times than i ever have in my life =])

but yeah, tongiht was good but kinda grr...i wore my penicl skirt (finally- i thought for a while i might has well just thrown away £20), and i flet kinda good...ok, i felt amazing, and my fringe actually behaved itself!!RESULT!!!!!! but halfway throught the night someting happened i blatantly wasn't expecting and it threw me off a little...but i still had a good night.

cept from some wierdo guy trying to drag me outside- that was so horrible i thought i was gonna cry, but i just pushed him away as hard as i could and ran into the girls loo. i didnt see him again after that but it made me feel a little ill if im honest...urgh i go all shivery thinkin about it...

anyway, i had an amazing night with the girlies, and we danced the night away, cept we left about 20 minutes early, though i'm not sure why...i do wished we had stayed...it was such fun...

i think i like wearing my skirt- people kept trying to dance with me and they haven't before =] huzzah, cept for the fact some of them were just down right wierd =]

ha i just read through what i've written so far- It's all misspelt and the grammar is all over the shop!!!!!!I LOVES IT.

nyway, i think i better stop writing now, before i say something im gonna regret majorly =] especally now i know that....no, i'm not gonna put that =]

ok byesies my loevlyies- im gonna go have a rave in claires room, and watch a filmio...staying up late- WE'RE SO HARDCORE!!!!!!!

this is how hardcore i am-i'm gonna spell check what i've written-AND THEN NOT CORRECT IT. i am far too cool for school- you know it and you love it =]

mucho lovo xxxxxxxx

ps there may be far too many '=]' in this blog... but i ont realise until tomorrow afternoon when i awake from my drunken slumber =]...

My Crazy Cat Lady

My mum is the greatest woman of all time, but I'm not entirely sure she knows it.
Me and the rest of my family do- most appreciate it, some find it intimidating, there are rare occasions in which people react badly to it, but it's there- and it's one of the only things I'm sure of, that and the fact my parents and family love me, and that eventually, one day, i will be 'Mrs Matthew Bellamy' (Of Muse Fame) =]

She is amazing. Over the past 10 weeks that I've been here I've realised, fully, just how much she does for me, for everyone, just how much effort she puts in for everything, 100% all the time. She does everything and more. And i Love her very muchly.

Mumsy-only you, and very close family members will understand the next paragraph;

Crab walk left, Crab walk right, sideways shaky hand above head and below back (was that supposed to be a dinosaur, i can't remember!), shaky fingers above head (rabbit!), shaky fingers above mouth (Prawn!), flip the V's!!!!!!!

...

In other news;

i now have in my grasp the entire series of Garth Marenghi- Thanking you muchly Alex =] - so I'm a happy lass

Im currently watching sex and the city, which i think should be the natural assumption as to how I'm spending my time now, i absolutely love it, although i never thought i would.

I've written out my chrimbo list for the old people (parents), and I'm now counting down the days to when I'm finally home, although god knows just how much I'm going to miss this place once I'm gone!!

I've eaten far too much crap again today, and i have peppers in my fridge but i can't think of how to use them at all and they're driving me mental....

oh, and i have fallen in love with a song, it's Santana's version of Oye Como Va- i must have listened to it almost 20 times in a row, it is AMAZING, and it's thanks to an entirely different Alex that i even know about it, so cheers man

i shouldn't imagine either of them will read this but it never hurts to be polite =]


anyhoo, i best be off before i ramble more about things that don't matter- i have a knack for it you see and sometimes it just gets away from me

=]

mucho lovo

I'm so tired my face might fall off a tad

grr I'm tired

It's my own fault, but that doesn't mean i have to like it

I've eaten so much shite stuff today too

tomorrow is a working/sleeping day- i will do work, i will!!!!!!!

OK this is boring

bye

I just got the nicest goodie bag ever

My family sent me another goodie bag- i think it's my fave =]

it had a message from each one of them, and lots of sweeties, origami farm animals and letters from the bank (oh huzzah)

i feel a lot better now =]

mucho lovo

xxx

last night was good

but i don't really think it warrants how crap i feel today =]

huzzah for 'meh'

yeah, i can describe the last, i dunno, 18 hours of my life using the word 'meh'.

Going out, and the money i spent on going out, was most definitely not worth it, the night was kinda blah, although i did have a laugh to start with but then everyone just went home.

and i went into town this morning and it was boring, cept i finally bought this lovely green cardigan from zara, although now i feel bad for all the mucho unnecessary spendage that has occur ed today.

and i got my free milkshake but it made me feel ill =[

so yeah...the sky is grey, so pathetic fallacy obviously is in full effect today

there's a party tonight i might go to, but i can't afford anything to drink, which i don't mind, but being the sober person just gets annoying, and i have to leave early anyway because tomorrow i have a nine o'clock seminar with bloody montefiore.

AND i got my history essay back today....i think that pretty much says it all.

so much work to do, I've got to type up a load of my poems, and write a ton more, eurgh, and do 3 essays...

I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO DIE.

sorry for the moanage today.......
but eurgh..

mucho lovo xxx

today has been...eventful in an un-eventful way

lots of stuff happened, except it didn't =]

OK, went to lecture, nowt much happened, except something little did happen i just can't write it =]
and then my day was fairly uneventful, changed my posters, watched sex and the city (I'm addicted now), cleaned my room- it looks amazing and the damp smell is FINALLY going- and then i went to my 2nd lecture, where we had montefiore, and again nothing happened...except it did =]

(you can guess the theme now i think)

then my final lecture something really did happen- the film we were watching wasn't 2 hours long- it was 45 minutes!which means that instead of getting home 15 minutes ago i got home at about 4:40- which was FAB.

so yeah.. stuff happened...but it didn't really....

i rarely make sense these days.

going out later, huzzah, might watch some spaced, if the mood gets me, which it inevitably will, it's spaced, when has it never gotten me

mucho lovo xxx

stupid password leakage

facebook rape is a bitch.
believe me, i speak from experience!
never tell your housemates your password
MUCHO MISTAKIO.

in other news;
I have such a headache you would just not believe it, i swear.

the ducks came back today though, although my beloved Sanchez has yet to return- i fear he may have fallen foul of a much bigger spider, in which case it sucks twice for me;
Sanchez is gone, and there's possibly a bloody huge spider in my room somewhere...
not that i haven't dealt with that before- i am hardcore, remember?

watched some more of 'The IT Crowd', seriously addicted now- but I'm gonna have to put nurturing that addiction to one side soon, for i have three essays all due in quite soon (well, three weeks, but time flies when your trying to not do your essays =])

so yeah, I'm sitting here with no one other than a dead poet who used to be addicted to opium for company, but that's not the worst of it;

MY ROOM STINKS OF DAMP.

as mentioned a few blogs ago, albeit briefly, my radiator leaked the other night/day, and soaked my floor completely- but now it's starting to smell where it's kind of half dry, half not, and it is disgusting. it's horrible, and i feel bad cos you can smell it outside of my room, but there's nothing i can do about it-I've just got to wait for the poxy thing to dry .=[

but nevertheless today has been an OK day, although nowt has actually happened. but I'm not feeling to huzzah anyway so it's probably been good - plus I've done my laundry so yay!

...

hmmm....

best do some work now i think...

although maybe series one of IT Crowd will somehow magically find it's way into my Laptop, and it'll randomly choose the episode when Jen lies to that man about knowing loads about classical music and loosing him all that money on 'Who wants to be a millionaire'...

maybe =]

mucho lovo

eurgh

I'm Bored.

and full of ribena =]

But still bored.

Who knew?

last night was brilliant. quite possibly one of the best nights so far, everyone was laughing and mucking about, the drawing on t-shirts thing was just the fabbest idea, i LOVE my t-shirt so much now, it's my new favourite item of clothing =]

i think the biggest surprise of all though is the fact that the most fun part of the evening didn't actually happen at the party.

it happened in a flat on the other side of the campus to where the original party took place, with 3 people, me included, all very drunk but all very happy, and more than content to just sit and talk about stuff that doesn't even matter

You know you've had an amazing night when you get home at 4am, and can't stop smiling even though your radiator has leaked all over your room whilst you were out

You know that you've made really good mates when your happy to tell them pretty much everything about you (or maybe that's just called 'being drunk' =]) and they're happy to listen to you ramble on even though they never asked

and you definitely know that the night was brilliant if when you have this converchat;

Randomer:"So, what were you doing last night?"
You:"oh, not much, just sat and talked for ages"
Randomer:"Was that it?"
You:"that was enough, really"
...

I can't stop smiling =]

"I FOUND SOME JAFFA CAKES IN MY COAT POCKET!"


who knew that 3 people, one bottle of 'Mr Vodka', a bottle of lilt, a world map, and a love of a tv show would cause so much fun??

so last night

was a tad rubbish.

i was the only sober person within a mile of the party.
Campus watch came and broke it up.
we went to Rosie's where everyone argued a lot.
and i hardly slept at all.
let's hope tonight is better-
because i think i deserve a good night out =]

mucho lovo xxx

James Herriot

Is the first person to put a smile on my face.

Today is already better than yesterday- and all it took was a few chapters

I do love James Herriot =]

One day i'll own every book he's ever written and i'll have a room in my house dedicated to books. Like a huge library in my house.

=] =] =]

Mucho lovo xxx

this blog has no title. that's how shoddy my day was.

Today wasn't a very good day, I'm afraid to say. Not very good at all.

i woke up in the worst mood possible- i really don't think anyone could possibly have been as angry as me this morning- having had no sleep whatsoever the night before, and then remembered where i was going- Montefiore's semina =[.

it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be- we played consequences.
seriously.

so yeah, i get home and have about an hour and a half worth of kip, then lie back and listen to some music, which was proper good- except i listened a bit too long and i had to rush to get ready for my seminar at 2, critical practice.
i met up with Sophie and started walking when i suddenly got all these sharp pains in my side and they wouldn't stop. i got to the seminar, and actually thought i was gonna be sick it hurt that bad- it was agony. got through the seminar, somehow without crying, and went home where i received some really lovely sympathy off of Claire =]

after eating, and then instantly regretting it, i lay in bed, still in agony, and watched a couple of episodes of The IT Crowd (the DVD turned up yesterday-huzzah!), and then, after much deliberation, fell asleep, til about 10 ish. Still felt crappy, but not as crappy. after that it gets kind of boring, although having said which the rest of this blog isn't exactly riveting stuff.

so now I'm awake still, tired (ish), aching and alone in my room, because everyone else has gone to sleep =[
...

i do hope tomorrow is a better day

sorry for the whining =]

mucho lovo xxx

In charlotte's room it's christmas already

So yeah, here i sit, with my bowl of maple and pecan crisp, minus the pecan (bleurgh) and we're listening to Christmas songs =]

because we're hardcore like that.

that's all for now =]

mucho lovo

so...I'm ill...great!

yeah, pretty much I've got a shite cold.
I've gotta get better though-it's party time again this weekend...

why do i put myself through it???
oh yeah- because I'm hardcore =]

Me and Richard invented a game based on the new Britney Spear's song 'If You Seek Amy';
Basically i hide, and then you have to play the song, and (in the dark) everyone tries to find me =]
if you don't find me before the song is up you have to do a shot =]
Cannot wait to play it

oh my god a man on a giant lawnmower almost drove into my window then- i actually thought i was going to die. death by crazy man on lawn mower.

I'm running out of money.
i went to the bank yesterday, which resulted in a serious case of "oh my god i have no money I'm going to die".
God knows how i did not just stand there and cry my face off-
i 'spose it's cos I'm special.
also probably because i was standing with someone and it would've caused them mucho embarrassmento.


Ive got to stop putting 'o' at the end of everything...

so yeah, i feel like crap, i have no money, i have too much work, my room is a mess, my DVD still hasn't turned up and i look a right state.
...
Swings and roundabouts, i 'spose =]

mucho lovo xxx

people from up north+stupid amounts of alcohol+not sleeping much= one of the best weekend yet/a very very tired amy george

i fell asleep in Claire's room- i was lying on these two chairs that had been put together, reading some poetry for tomorrow and i was leaning on her cushion and rolled up sleeping bag. So comfy. then she put David gray on and it was so chilled out-her room always is-so it was pretty legend.

i don't actually remember falling asleep-i just woke up very suddenly. apparently i was out for like 20 minutes.

i am VERY tired, but it was all in the name of a worthy cause; Claire's mates came over to stay so it's been pretty much drinking and staying up late all weekend

it was so fab though, they're both proper legend, but i 'spose that was to be expected seeing as they're Claire's mates =]

we all had such a fab time...

but now methinks it's time for bed. 7:30am start tomorrow so yay

but yeah...
great weekend, man.


...

OI OI!!GET YOUR RAT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

sorry- i had to do it

nite nite

=]

1:43 am

=]

that's all

xxx

proper seriously tired. seriously.

i don't know how legible this is gonna turn out-even spellcheck can't help me now =]
so yeah, three nights/days in a row gone to bed at 5am and woken up at 9am. 3 days-12 hours worth of sleep. tis not good. tis not good at all.
i can't think of anything to say so im having converchats with people and im just nodding and occasionally falling asleep on myself- im the epitome of social excellence =]
i've gotta get to bed a a reasonable time tonight- and never wake up tomorrow. 'cept i can't.

christ i just read through what i've written and it's just blah- it's so boring!
oh my god i've gotta stop writing before my laptop get's really bored with me and the keys start melting away from my fingers. just so that it has something to do. it's probably thinking "what the hell are you actually typing?even your typing is boring. stop typing.STOP TYPING STOP TYPING!!(i love 'friends')"
ok im gonna stop now
im too tired.


=/

banana milkshake

Today has been/is gonna be FAB.
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
watching life on mars,
watching the new 'Watchmen' trailer,
hanging out with everyone,
drinking banana milkshake
what more could a girl want?

that's all for now...



i suppose something will be drunkenly posted later =]

Your bin is on fii-iire...

so yeah, walking around campus, marvelling at the sunset and how pretty the cathedral looks all lit up when i noticed that a bin outside of the senate building and the library was smoking a lot- it was on fire.
yep-seriously.
someone had thrown a, still lit, cigarette into the bin and it had set alight the contents.
so i, the epitome of cool, calmly called campus watch and had the following converchat;
Campus Watch (CW):Hello, campus watch
Me:er, hi, this is gonna sound weird but you know the bin outside on the senate building and the library?
CW(sounding bored):Yeah?
Me:It's kind of fire.
CW(completely unsurprised):(sighing)OK.
Me:well...er...can someone come and sort it out?
CW:Yeah, I'll send someone down
Me:Do you want me to wait, so you know which one it is?although it's not really hard to spot, you know...cos it's on fire and everything and the other bins aren't...well, i dunno, they might be, I-
CW(interrupting):yeah, just stay there, I'll get someone to sort it out.
Me:Cheers!
CW:no problem.

so there i was, standing next to a bin that was on fire, praying no one i knew/any fit people/ any people i knew who i thought were fit would walk past when a bloke carrying a bottle of water strode along and this converchat happened;

(Bloke notices the bin is smoking)
Bloke(pointing at the bin):...is that bin on fire?
Me:pretty much, yeah
Bloke(pointing at me):Did you do that?
Me(affronted):no, i did not, someone chucked a cigarette in there. I'm waiting for campus watch so they know where it is so they can out it out.
Bloke(rummaging through his bag):Well, won't they be able to tell which of the two bins here is on fire, seeing as the other one isn't?
Me:You'd think so wouldn't you?
Bloke(producing a full bottle of water):Try using that.
(I pour the water into the bin and the fire goes out)
Me:ah, cheers!legend!
Bloke(taking empty bottle back):that's alright. i better get going
Me:more bins to put out?
Bloke:you better believe it.

So then i phone campus watch, and said possibly the strangest sentence of my life;
"It's alright now- the bin's out."

And, slightly proud for having saved a bin, went home happy, albeit with the smell of burning rubbish stuck up my nose.

What a fab life i live =]

the crap people come out with when they're drunk

is some of the funniest stuff i've heard in my love.
Last night was fab.
=]

wow...tired

OK, so it's just gone 1:30pm and i am SHATTERED.
i mean, seriously tired.
I'm all shivery too :( which is sucky
and in exactly half an hour i have m critical practice seminar. and then an hour after that i have my Romanticism and critical theory seminar that goes on til 6.
and then Rosie and the others wanna go out and get crunk (Crazy drunk) but i don't want to- i would like to sleep please.

this has been quite a moany whining post...

sorry ^^

3:03am

I finally did it...



I'M FREE!!!!!!!!!

in spirit of my new found freedom i have decided to post this in blue because blue is the colour of the sky (supposedly- todays the first day i've actually been able to see the sky, past clouds and rain and shite) and the sky is free

=] =] =]

now aslong i i don't get attacked by a rabid squirrel on my way to hand the blighter in i should be fine :)

hmm....this one is much more legible than the last one posted at a late time...

maybe it's something to do with the wonderful sleep i had last night =]

MUCHO LOVO xxx

it's unnecessary for you to know this, and it's gross but...

i know you don't necessarily want to know this or need to, but had to write it on here;
i just peed for, like, the longest time ever.
seriously, for like half a minute.
so weird.
i have drunk a lot of tea though.

in other news;

• the 2000 word essay i was freaking out about that was due in on Friday is actually due in tomorrow so I've been doing that all day today. and shall be for the rest of the evening i should imagine, which is gonna be fun =]

• I went to bed at like 10:30pm last night- it was lovely =]

• my hair's gone SUPER curly cos i let it dry naturally- i mean SUPER CURLY.

• i came over all generic today and listened to Radio One pretty much all day. My favourites were Edith bowman, but i like her anyway, and Scott mills. i like his song about love handles, it's funny as.

so........

OK, so maybe I'm avoiding doing more essay work
only because what I've done so far is utter shite.
and what I'm gonna type later is going to be utter shite.
utter shite all through the nite.
....
and Ive got seminars all day tomorrow.
and a game of PokeJan tomorrow at 9am (montefiore's seminar) which is worst luck ever.
but me and Rosie are going out tomorrow night so that should be good...
urgh
i better get back to writing.

crappy essay.

who cares about soviet Russia and communism, and film??it's like the least hardcore subject- Soviet Russia and it's FILM INDUSTRY.

i mean, who actually cares???
(note to self-you're the one taking the course)
shutup brain-i don't like you.
(well i don't like you either)
well then, bugger off
(...)
no please don't go the essays due in tomorrow
(like I'd actually go away, silly)
aww, thank you!

....


i think i need a cup of tea.
and some sleep.

if i fell from the ledge of a building i would most certainly die

I just tried hanging from the ledge on our stairs, to see if I'd be able to save myself should i fall from the ledge of a building, you know, like in films where they dangle then pull themselves uP?
I found out that I wouldn't.
But at least I didn't find out the hard way- saved myself some time there.
Note to self- next time you try to dangle off the stairs wear knee pads and a helmet. And move those high heels off of the bottom step.


I ache all over now.

scraggly pigeon love

8:23am
I have just seen something which has made me smile a lot.
Outside our kitchen there are two of the scraggliest, mankiest, fattest pigeons i have ever seen in my life.
But they're in Love.
Which makes me think;
If even the scraggliest and ugliest of pigeons can find true love...then maybe there's hope for the rest of us =] .

just looked at my post from last night

writing blogs after being awake for 23 hours straight is never a good idea

i hate english, it keeps me awake

oh my god.
its 4:56am and i have finshed my englsdish essay due in for tommmorrow.
that's the onlt hing i can type that makes sense right now
bye

Stop with the poems already, jeez...i dont think i've ever said "Jeez" in my life before...

Forever never will

We are forever wanting
But forever, never will.
We are forever shifting,
But forever standing still.

If we were the way we wanted
We’d be happiest until
We’d lose ourselves in wishing
And the need to fuel our fill.

I'm not sure if i like this one but ah well, fill the void

(No name.) 11/2/08.

For I could be anyone, couldn't I sire?
Become whom I wish, who i love or desire
Their whimsies and marvellous dreams I'll acquire
Fight wars of the universe,Fire with Fire.

And tho shall I dare to adopt others charms,
I'll tread slight and so, so not to cause alarm
And perish the thought I'll cause anyone harm
Whilst dancing and breathing in wondrous calm.

But alas, woe is me,
Damned of perilous hate
Sentenced by cunning fortuitous fate
I was born out of nothing
A mere mortal I came
A small taint on the Earth
A slight smile of disdain

So forever I'll be, only me shall I stay
And follow the footsteps that lead day to day
And I'll lock myself tight in the whisper de jour,
Ringing my soul dry and perilously pure.

i don't think i can top the last blog title so im just gonna write rubbish instead

Shadow Play 1/08/08.

Shadows make a mockery of everything we think we know
Within the coarsest darkness lies a world which they will never show
They hold their secrets tight and yet enrapture us with every move
Shifting silently,
They tease us under the pressure of something to prove
You cannot break their shadow play and heaven help you if you try
They may seem perishable, and quiet
But then you find where troubles lie.

Poems Galore, the lesser known sister of Pussy

The Tale of the forgotten kind.

A broken smile that leaves behind
A trail of love to those who find
The strength to stand and bear in mind
The likeness lost, forgotten kind.

Perseverance saved the day
The attitude of 'come what may'
The strength to stand another day
Of healing hands, a different way.

Absolution is a must
The qualities of barren trust
Fall apart, the age of rust
Amongst those broken, blinded, bust.

Within themselves they quickly find
A remedy that leaves behind
The sense of loss that stains the mind
And find the lost, remember kind

A touching note that overthrows
the sadness, desperation, woes
Of those who faced the rough and blows
Thrown at them by their life that grows.

In each other they have found
A remedy that leaves the ground
Removes the loss that stains them, bound
Likeness, kindness all around.

It's poem time again lads and lasses

In light of tonight's goings on, and by that i mean my poetry readings gubbins, i have decided to put all of my poems on here. some of them are hardcore some of them aren't, but just see what you think, imaginary readers :)

Unrequited ‘love’

Once I had seen you
You were no longer flesh and bones-
That line was far too quickly drawn.
You’ve become a common sporadic lust
You infiltrate my every notion so
When I close my eyes you’re there and when I open them you’re held
A spectre in the distance who (unknowingly) makes their presence felt

We only spoke once
Scenarios plague my mind, of what’s to come
I can no longer remember what’s come to pass
I pursue the ones who challenge my adoration
I’m convinced they live to see that we shall not
I’m resonating suspicion-
Barefaced in my vivid envy.
Reciprocation is deftly needed.

God knows I tried to stop it happening.
I avoided all the ties that bound us,
The ones I’d made up in my mind,
But I cannot find the balance any longer,
Merging our world’s impossibly so.
I cry for what I’m feeling;
I shiver for what I have become;
I am forever needing;
But forever never will.

Lust has driven panic through my blood.

Kinder Shite- Mine and Charlotte's unlucky shopping trip

Me and Charlotte are pulling an all-nighter tonight for our workload- there's not any point in either of us trying to get any kip- so we decided to go down the shop to get some much needed Red Bull and Pro-Plus.

As we'd been 'working' all day we thought we'd get some treats- Charlotte spotted that revels now had a mystery flavour and i saw that the new toy in Kinder Surprise was a Pirate one- who in their right mind would turn down the opportunity to not only have a kinder surprise but a pirate toy???Not me.

So we get back home and desperately open our sweetie treats, like that mental kid on Charlie and The Chocolate Factory (note to self; his name is Charlie) and we were gobsmacked.

Charlotte's packet of limited edition revels with mystery flavour HAD NO MYSTERY FLAVOUR. There was not a single mystery flavour in that whole sodding packet, just a load of orange chocolate things.

But my ordeal was much worse.
Mine ruined the gentle magical whimsy of 18 years of Kinder Surprise Respect.
Mine looked back at my childhood and went "bah she's old now, let's ruin Kinder Surprise and crush part of her soul".

The Kinder surprise eggs, for those of you who don't know, now have a safety catch on them.

That's right- Health and Safety have gone as far as Egg based treats.

WHAT KIND OF A KINDER SURPRISE HAS A SAFETY CATCH ON IT???
part of the magic of kinder surprise was the risk factor- knowing full well that trying to desperately open the egg with your teeth could be the last thing you do because one side of the plastic egg gets stuck in your throat was what made the whole thing so sublime- it was terrifying but my god it was beautiful and tasty in the end.

And the suspense would build up as you tried to imagine the surprise toy, exasperated that the egg shell cover wasn't coming off straight away but knowing that when it did it would all be worth it. And by the end of it you felt like you earned the surprise toy- i mean, you had risked your life in order to get to it.

And as for the pirate toy??

Oh no- there was no pirate toy;
I got a small plastic dog that can't stand up.

What a bloody joke....

what a bastard

i lent this guy my transformers DVD.

got it back yesterday.

its a special two disc edition.

which cost me A LOT of money.

The paper on the inside was wet and stained.

the plastic had gotten stuck to one side and pulled of some of the ink.

the case is cracked.

and there is a crack in the center of the disc.



and this bell end has gone to France....




when he gets back he is for a world of pain.

it pays to have mates who are blokes

all my life i have gotten on better with boys than i have girls. my first best friends were 2 boys called Ross and Daniel and we would all run around playing either Alien (like the movie), Predator (again like the movie) or star wars, and it depended what mood we were in as to which film we played- we often chose Episode 6- Return of the Jedi simply because our playground looked a little bit like Endor and our head teacher like jabba the hut :)

I'm not entirely sure why, but it think its something to do with the fact i was bullied for ages, by girls (oh yeah, here comes a sob story). Because no girls wanted to hang out with me when i was younger i hung out with the lads, occasionally playing football, occasionally being princess Leia or Ripley (on one memorable occasion doing all three). and it was great. and most of the time the lads helped me out when the girls were picking on me :)

but the older i got the more i found that far more of my Friends, especially my closest ones, were boys. don't get e wrong i had friend who were girls, but they were more like (for want of a better word) associates than mates. I started to realise that boys, in general, got my sense of humour more, and that they didn't mind the fact i wasn't interested in make up or clothes particularly; if anything they celebrated it. they like that i loved making an idiot out of myself, and they weren't too embarrassed to go into beccles wearing ski goggles, brandishing disposable cameras and having competitions to see who could get the most pictures of the woman in bakers oven who had a moustache.

when i came to uni i was terrified when i found out I'd be living with 4 other girls, who are all VERY pretty, very confident and all well aware of what sex and the city was and how to use liquid eyeliner (i still end up looking like Robert smith by the way- the idea baffles me), whilst having no idea who Simon Pegg is and having never watched doctor who. Don't get me wrong- the girls ARE FAB, and i love them all to bits but there was no one who quite fully got my outlandish sense of humour or anything.

so i count myself lucky to have found a few Lads who i now consider to be a good mates of mine, who get my jokes and help me out when I'm confuddled

especially one of them, who is quickly turning out to be quite the legend :)

Oh mummy, oh daddy, lets all play kabadi!

OBAMA WON!!!!!!!!!!

GET IN.

quite an important night

so i didn't do as much work as i should have
and I'm still too tired to think straight


but my god I'm excited!

GO OBAMA GO!!!!!!!

i spose I'll write another one when i get back at god knows what time of the morn

for some strange reason the times are all mucked up on my blog

it said i posted my last one at 7:25am, but it's just gone 3:43pm!

ah well, spose i'll have to write it in instead

escape from montefiore

THANK GOD THAT'S OVER.
urgh.
sposed to be my Reading week but i had to go to a stupid lecture, and as luck would have it it was montefiroe's one!YAY!...my god she's actually mad.
Number of Things learnt today;none
Number of Goody Bags received today; one
Number of times i sat next to a boy who was quite nice to look at and even nicer to talk to; one

Ok, so i woke up at 12:30 pm this morning, drowsy and contented until i realised i had an hour and a half to get ready, eat something and physically/mentally prepare for the onslaught ahead that was my creative writing lecture. then i wasn't so much with the drowsy and contented, more kind of clumsy and pissed off.

MY GOODY BAG CAME THOUGH!! my ma and pa sent me a package with a book i need for my course, a supremely cool cats protection league bag (so hardcore), a wonderful letter, some stuff from my mum's work (my old school) and, most importantly of all- SWEETIES!!!!!!!!!!yayayay!!!!!!!!oh, and some tesco vouchers and a voucher for No5 make up from boots- huzzah!

so yeah, the only redeeming quality of my lecture today was i FINALLY got to sit next to this boy that, okay I'll admit, I'd been hoping to sit next to for ages. :)
i really think I've met him somewhere before, but i didn't say cos it would have sounded kind of mental;
"Oh yeah, i don't know your name and you have no idea who i am but i think i know you from somewhere"
Yep, that would have been a successful converchat, wouldn't it(?)
but yeah, so that's a good point to today...as sad as that sounds.

OOH-OUR KITCHEN LIGHT IS FIXED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
now that, my friends, is fab news
:) xxx xxx

i just realised the inane amount of times i used "Yay"

urgh, i just freaked myself out by imagining there was someone standing outside my window and now I'm all scared and argh

god, I'm such an idiot

scaring yourself is ridiculously easy if you're a moron like me

Yay a blog yay

I've been meaning to set one of these things up for so long now, and I've finally got round to it at 2:30 in the morning on my Reading week at the University of Kent. Huzzah.

oh bloody hell, now I've set one up i can't think what to write.

I cannot wait for tomorrow (although i don't really have to anymore i suppose what with it being 2 in the morning)- gonna be watching the presidential election results with my housemate Claire down at our local bar on campus, Woody's, from 11:30pm til 6am, and MY GOD i hope Obama wins. It's not really even a case of it'd be great if he won- HE HAS TO!!! Hopefully America will make the right choice : )

I can't believe i put one of those : ) after discussing the presidential election results...kind of made my hard hitting political point null and void really, didn't it?

I'm quite far from home in Ye Olde Canterbury, so i should imagine quite a few of these posts will be "I miss my mum and dad" and other 'loserish quips' about how i miss life back home. Ah well : )

(note to self; stop putting : ) everywhere)

Oooh, a poem...yay

Ok, so this is a poem called 'War Torn' that I wrote back in May, when I was doing My A Level in English Lit, we had to study war poems and I got a tad inspired by it all, especially Brittain and Sassoon, which I hope comes through.
Enjoy :)

Give me brave warfare that I can lead into
Give me another face to forget
Give me the sounds of their men slowly dying.
And tell me "you've seen nothing yet".

Give me the rounds of artillery passing
Give me the shrieks as the shells shutter by
Give me the wreaths of the barbed wire glinting
And tell me again not to cry

Give me the lies that will keep my men fighting
Give me the gallant cry "Justice for all!"
Give me the hand of a soldier, lay shaking,
Curled tight in a quivering ball

Give me camaraderie, bravery, honesty
Give me a reason to have my blood shed
Give me a reason to cut short my lifetime
And I'll gladly and boldly drop dead

Give me the strength to go on seeing daily
What people back home think is done by the lord
Give me my life back, my family, my freedom
I'd rather be home, safe, than dying adored.

Feedback is more than welcome, I'd love to hear what people think :)