Yeah, forgot to mention earlier, me and Alex are doing a blog together. Should be pretty awesome sauce, it'll basically be us writing shizzle each day and then setting tasks for each other to do, which we then have to talk about in the blog.
NOW before any of you (ie Pandy) worry that i'll neglect this blog i- wait. i dont like that sentence. i sound high off myself. hang on.
I'll still write this blog, even though i'm writing the other one.
There. Much better ^^
Right, i'm off. i have an exam tomorrow at 2pm so i cannae stay up. Night y'all
xXx
Friday, 12 June 2009
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Empty Room
So my room's now empty, aside from stuff i'm gonna be using in the next couple of days. I know it seems kinda early to pack, but after my exam tomorrow im going out, so i wont have any time to do it then, and on Saturday i plan to not be in a fit state to pack anything other than ibuprofen in my mouth ^^
My room is very echoey now it's empty. it's kinda surreal- the walls have been bare now for about half a day, and i think that's actually the longest time since i've lived here that they have been. I stuck up my posters before i unpacked my bags when i moved in- i've got my priorities sorted- and now there's nowt on them. I have had a little cry, about 10 minutes ago, on the phone to my dad. He asked me why i sounded so fed up and my voice broke when i said "It's just so empty" and then i cried a little. Charlotte came in and chatted to me for a bit. she finds my room very strange now, as does everyone. We discussed what we would do with £80 million (in reference to the Ronaldo scenario); i said i would put half of it towards searching for and discovering the real Bernard's Watch, and then use the other half to buy it. Charlotte said she wouldn't leave Uni, and we both agreed we'd spend our money on persuading our seminar leaders to give us Firsts.
I'm kind of semi-revising for Post War European cinema. i'm in kind of a weird mood though, it's all very lacklustre. i'm not grumpy or anything, i'm just...quiet. Which is stranger than if i were moody. Me being quiet is like Real Madrid trying to justify spending £80 million on a man who can kick a ball about well- it just isn't going to work and will never make sense.
Claire just looked into my room and said "I don't want to go in it. it's too weird". Seriously, it's kinda freaking me out!!It's like a dead zone now. i'm sitting in a room with nothing. well, i mean Dick's here, as are Orange Ted and Purple Dog but other than that...
Sigh.
I don't want to go
xXx
My room is very echoey now it's empty. it's kinda surreal- the walls have been bare now for about half a day, and i think that's actually the longest time since i've lived here that they have been. I stuck up my posters before i unpacked my bags when i moved in- i've got my priorities sorted- and now there's nowt on them. I have had a little cry, about 10 minutes ago, on the phone to my dad. He asked me why i sounded so fed up and my voice broke when i said "It's just so empty" and then i cried a little. Charlotte came in and chatted to me for a bit. she finds my room very strange now, as does everyone. We discussed what we would do with £80 million (in reference to the Ronaldo scenario); i said i would put half of it towards searching for and discovering the real Bernard's Watch, and then use the other half to buy it. Charlotte said she wouldn't leave Uni, and we both agreed we'd spend our money on persuading our seminar leaders to give us Firsts.
I'm kind of semi-revising for Post War European cinema. i'm in kind of a weird mood though, it's all very lacklustre. i'm not grumpy or anything, i'm just...quiet. Which is stranger than if i were moody. Me being quiet is like Real Madrid trying to justify spending £80 million on a man who can kick a ball about well- it just isn't going to work and will never make sense.
Claire just looked into my room and said "I don't want to go in it. it's too weird". Seriously, it's kinda freaking me out!!It's like a dead zone now. i'm sitting in a room with nothing. well, i mean Dick's here, as are Orange Ted and Purple Dog but other than that...
Sigh.
I don't want to go
xXx
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
Tuesday, 9 June 2009
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH romanticism
And so in roughly 9 hours and 13 minutes time the dreaded Romanticism exam will begin. I cannae really remember the last time i was this nervous about an exam. It probably doesn't help that i have to get up at 6:30, because like a complete retard i forgot to have a shower- How stupid is that? I mean, who forgets to clean?! I wish there were a way that people could just wake up clean. Or that i could have a nice relaxing bath. i'd rather have a bath then a shower. Much more cosy. Ok, i'm gonna stop talking about baths and showers now
I'm hoping i can blag my way through romanticism, but i really don't know. i know a lot of people have been saying "Oh i haven't revised that much" but seriously, when it comes to not revising much i am Queen. which is not something i'm proud of. I think more than anything i'm kinda disappointed with myself. my parents always told us "Just do your best-that's all you can do" but i haven't done my best. at all. and now, because i didn't work even half as hard as i should of i'm now freaking out, and i have absolutely no one to blame but myself. i'm such an idiot sometimes. i dunno what's wrong with me- i've never been work shy before. At A level i pretty much disappeared for the three months beforehand, just from revising. But this year? i dunno. next year has to be different. it will be, i'll make sure of that. I'm just really really disappointed with myself.
and now i'm going to try and at least get a little bit of shut-eye. tomorrow's going to be a very busy day, and the way i've worked it out the schedule only leaves about an hours worth of napping time- but i severely doubt i'll actually be able to nap anyway ^^ it'll become chillaxing time then. Come on Amy-Victoria; you'll be fine. just chillax. BREATHE WOMAN BREATHE!
Favourite conversation of the day;
Me: Hey dad- you know how our seminar leader said "Oh yeah, you can't write on the subjects you wrote on in your essays?" Turns out we actually can. which means i read Frankenstein for nowt. ANNOYED.
Dad: Well look at it this way- you read another book!
Brilliant.
Night y'all. Good luck to everyone examining it up a treat tomorrow ^^
xXx
I'm hoping i can blag my way through romanticism, but i really don't know. i know a lot of people have been saying "Oh i haven't revised that much" but seriously, when it comes to not revising much i am Queen. which is not something i'm proud of. I think more than anything i'm kinda disappointed with myself. my parents always told us "Just do your best-that's all you can do" but i haven't done my best. at all. and now, because i didn't work even half as hard as i should of i'm now freaking out, and i have absolutely no one to blame but myself. i'm such an idiot sometimes. i dunno what's wrong with me- i've never been work shy before. At A level i pretty much disappeared for the three months beforehand, just from revising. But this year? i dunno. next year has to be different. it will be, i'll make sure of that. I'm just really really disappointed with myself.
and now i'm going to try and at least get a little bit of shut-eye. tomorrow's going to be a very busy day, and the way i've worked it out the schedule only leaves about an hours worth of napping time- but i severely doubt i'll actually be able to nap anyway ^^ it'll become chillaxing time then. Come on Amy-Victoria; you'll be fine. just chillax. BREATHE WOMAN BREATHE!
Favourite conversation of the day;
Me: Hey dad- you know how our seminar leader said "Oh yeah, you can't write on the subjects you wrote on in your essays?" Turns out we actually can. which means i read Frankenstein for nowt. ANNOYED.
Dad: Well look at it this way- you read another book!
Brilliant.
Night y'all. Good luck to everyone examining it up a treat tomorrow ^^
xXx
Monday, 8 June 2009
Reasons why
Reasons why i'm fed up;
-Romanticism exam tomorrow morning. I'm so under prepared i'm surprised i can actually spell Romanticism
-No matter how much revision i do today i wont learn anything
-I'm going home in less than a week, meaning i have to say bye to everyone and i have to pack up all the stuff in my room :'(
-i still have a TON of stuff to do before i go home
-After romanticism i have to start watching those European films again. (YAWN)
-Romanticism exam tomorrow. I know i put it before, but it's epically shoddy
Reason's why i shouldn't be fed up;
-In less than a week i get to see everyone back home again. This almost makes up for the not seeing people here thing
-Summer holidays!!
-I have my job back at Somerfield
-I probably wont fail Romanticism
I cannot wait until tomorrow is over.
sigh at the stupidly useless bloggatron
xXx
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-Romanticism exam tomorrow morning. I'm so under prepared i'm surprised i can actually spell Romanticism
-No matter how much revision i do today i wont learn anything
-I'm going home in less than a week, meaning i have to say bye to everyone and i have to pack up all the stuff in my room :'(
-i still have a TON of stuff to do before i go home
-After romanticism i have to start watching those European films again. (YAWN)
-Romanticism exam tomorrow. I know i put it before, but it's epically shoddy
Reason's why i shouldn't be fed up;
-In less than a week i get to see everyone back home again. This almost makes up for the not seeing people here thing
-Summer holidays!!
-I have my job back at Somerfield
-I probably wont fail Romanticism
I cannot wait until tomorrow is over.
sigh at the stupidly useless bloggatron
xXx
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I have a semi (live blog)
07/06/2009 The Library
16:23pm
Arrgh nooo. Revision. I'm in the library at the mo, catching up with Cixous and Wollstonecraft. It's so much fun i can hardly contain my emotion. I came here with Connie, Emma & Charlotte but they all went to a computer section- i have too many books (NERD) so i can't. I'm sitting in the silent section where the English books are- I DON'T LIKE IT. I usually go on the third floor to the HUGE silent section. i wish i had, the chairs here are so retarded- the seats lean backwards and the backs curve- WHAT KIND OF A CHAIR IS THAT?? pfft. Not impressed. AND i can't move now, cos Con said she'd meet me here. So not only am i revising, but i'm revising AND getting back ache.
Nice.
16:40pm
I Moved ^^ much happier now. comfy seating ftw! i saw Emma in the computer bit, but she looked like she was proper hardcore working so i didnae say hi. Hope she doesn't mind. Right- back to woooork. The Apprentice final tonight- Magaret's leaving so potentially last Magaret involved show :'( . May go back to Library afterwards......
17:08pm
Grr, i keep getting distracted and day-dreaming. Somewhat ironic, considering one of the things i need to revise is Freud's article 'Creative Writers and day-dreaming'. According to Freud day-dreams stem from past memories of what you never had resurfacing in the present to project a wish for the future- basically you day-dream about things you wish you had. They also fall into 2 topics; Successful daydreams and Erotic ones... Freud's a little bit mental, but i spose that makes sense.
Hey! I remembered all of that without looking at my notes! YAY! ^^
17:15pm
There's some absolute wanker trying to flirt with the girl sitting infront of me. We're in the SILENT AREA dumb-ass. If he bangs/ shakes the desk one more time i'm definitely going to get more annoyed and write it down. i would say something- but he's doing quite well, don't want to ruin his chances...
17:18pm
There's also a bloke in here with shockingly blonde hair and a massive black beard- and he doesn't appear to have dyed either. How strange
17:20pm
The girl gave the guy her number! Yay! Now he will leave and i can revise peacefully.
17:22pm
He still hasn't left. Douche-Bag. The girl looks like she might regret giving him her number.
17:23pm
They both caught me staring at them. In my haste to look nonchalant i knocked over my water bottle, dropped my pen on the floor and lost the page in my book. Dammit.
17:35pm
Mary Wollstonecraft-done AND done. Let's read some Burke.
17:37pm
Scrap that. Let's Cixous it up a treat with 'The Laugh of the Medusa'. Doesn't sound very funny to me.
17:47pm
Right. Wasn't expecting that.
"This practise, extraordinarily rich and inventive, in particular as concerns masturbation, is prolonged..."
(Ahem) I've come over terribly English now. Oh well- onward and upward.
18:15pm
DAMMIT!! i keep reading and then my mind just floats off on a complete tangent. STUPID GIRL.
18:30pm
"The woman who writes cuts herself out a paper penis". Brilliant.
xXx
16:23pm
Arrgh nooo. Revision. I'm in the library at the mo, catching up with Cixous and Wollstonecraft. It's so much fun i can hardly contain my emotion. I came here with Connie, Emma & Charlotte but they all went to a computer section- i have too many books (NERD) so i can't. I'm sitting in the silent section where the English books are- I DON'T LIKE IT. I usually go on the third floor to the HUGE silent section. i wish i had, the chairs here are so retarded- the seats lean backwards and the backs curve- WHAT KIND OF A CHAIR IS THAT?? pfft. Not impressed. AND i can't move now, cos Con said she'd meet me here. So not only am i revising, but i'm revising AND getting back ache.
Nice.
16:40pm
I Moved ^^ much happier now. comfy seating ftw! i saw Emma in the computer bit, but she looked like she was proper hardcore working so i didnae say hi. Hope she doesn't mind. Right- back to woooork. The Apprentice final tonight- Magaret's leaving so potentially last Magaret involved show :'( . May go back to Library afterwards......
17:08pm
Grr, i keep getting distracted and day-dreaming. Somewhat ironic, considering one of the things i need to revise is Freud's article 'Creative Writers and day-dreaming'. According to Freud day-dreams stem from past memories of what you never had resurfacing in the present to project a wish for the future- basically you day-dream about things you wish you had. They also fall into 2 topics; Successful daydreams and Erotic ones... Freud's a little bit mental, but i spose that makes sense.
Hey! I remembered all of that without looking at my notes! YAY! ^^
17:15pm
There's some absolute wanker trying to flirt with the girl sitting infront of me. We're in the SILENT AREA dumb-ass. If he bangs/ shakes the desk one more time i'm definitely going to get more annoyed and write it down. i would say something- but he's doing quite well, don't want to ruin his chances...
17:18pm
There's also a bloke in here with shockingly blonde hair and a massive black beard- and he doesn't appear to have dyed either. How strange
17:20pm
The girl gave the guy her number! Yay! Now he will leave and i can revise peacefully.
17:22pm
He still hasn't left. Douche-Bag. The girl looks like she might regret giving him her number.
17:23pm
They both caught me staring at them. In my haste to look nonchalant i knocked over my water bottle, dropped my pen on the floor and lost the page in my book. Dammit.
17:35pm
Mary Wollstonecraft-done AND done. Let's read some Burke.
17:37pm
Scrap that. Let's Cixous it up a treat with 'The Laugh of the Medusa'. Doesn't sound very funny to me.
17:47pm
Right. Wasn't expecting that.
"This practise, extraordinarily rich and inventive, in particular as concerns masturbation, is prolonged..."
(Ahem) I've come over terribly English now. Oh well- onward and upward.
18:15pm
DAMMIT!! i keep reading and then my mind just floats off on a complete tangent. STUPID GIRL.
18:30pm
"The woman who writes cuts herself out a paper penis". Brilliant.
xXx
Saturday, 6 June 2009
OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO BLOG ABOUT THIS
I'M GOING TO GO SEE MUSE AT O2 ARENA ON 12/11/06!!!!
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!
I CAN'T UNDERSTAND WHY IT'S TAKEN ME THIS LONG TO WRITE ABOUT IT ON HERE!!!
MUUUUUUSE!!!!!!
Sigh.
It's going to be truly epic.
xXx
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