I miss her.
My dog's been sleeping with me in my bed and is not a generous sleeper. She keeps nudging me in the face. Tut
Very glad to be back at uni' and college is going okay too. Very busy and rather happy. Busy = happy you see so that's a relief!
Am going to sleep now as I have to get up early for lectures. woohoo!
Monday, 5 October 2009
Sunday, 27 September 2009
A-tishoo
atishoo we all fall down.
Went to the Imperial War Museum yesterday, with my History pal. the sheep-farmer's daughter. It was so nice (and without sounding like a complete arsehole) to talk to someone who I didn't have to explain anything to. Anyway, we had some wine and discussed how awful The Guardian is, but that we continue to read it and the fact that she is 'a self-loathing Guardian reader' but not a liberal-leftie. My excuse is it's 30p from the University shop. We also talked about history, Charlie Brooker, Jo Brand, My thick mate, and her sister. It was very pleasant... And although we did the sensible thing of drinking water I still woke up rather hungover. Not good. :(
My mum is in Germany and was a little worried that no one would speak English. She's Spanish and used to going 'home' for holiday time, but this time went to visit her sister in Deutschland. She didn't believe me when I told her that many Germans spoke English. Went to water her plants, but a mouse scared me. Hopefully it'll rain! PLEASE rain. My mum will KILL me!
Lectures start tomorrow. Thank God. I have sorted everything that needed sorting and have received my student loan. Bought some trainers and clothes and a miniature Victoria Cross. What more do I need? Am really looking forward to tomorrow. Although it's Writing the First World War and so quite sad and depressing etc, it'll be so good to put my brain to use!
I have spent too long looking up alternatives to the QWERTY keyboard and now feel I know enough about it to be 'informed'. One thing though; how LONG would it take to get used to any other type of keyboard?
Anyway, must dash. Off to blow my nose. Hence the title of this post. I am being adversly affected by my rhinitis. AH-Tishooooo!
Went to the Imperial War Museum yesterday, with my History pal. the sheep-farmer's daughter. It was so nice (and without sounding like a complete arsehole) to talk to someone who I didn't have to explain anything to. Anyway, we had some wine and discussed how awful The Guardian is, but that we continue to read it and the fact that she is 'a self-loathing Guardian reader' but not a liberal-leftie. My excuse is it's 30p from the University shop. We also talked about history, Charlie Brooker, Jo Brand, My thick mate, and her sister. It was very pleasant... And although we did the sensible thing of drinking water I still woke up rather hungover. Not good. :(
My mum is in Germany and was a little worried that no one would speak English. She's Spanish and used to going 'home' for holiday time, but this time went to visit her sister in Deutschland. She didn't believe me when I told her that many Germans spoke English. Went to water her plants, but a mouse scared me. Hopefully it'll rain! PLEASE rain. My mum will KILL me!
Lectures start tomorrow. Thank God. I have sorted everything that needed sorting and have received my student loan. Bought some trainers and clothes and a miniature Victoria Cross. What more do I need? Am really looking forward to tomorrow. Although it's Writing the First World War and so quite sad and depressing etc, it'll be so good to put my brain to use!
I have spent too long looking up alternatives to the QWERTY keyboard and now feel I know enough about it to be 'informed'. One thing though; how LONG would it take to get used to any other type of keyboard?
Anyway, must dash. Off to blow my nose. Hence the title of this post. I am being adversly affected by my rhinitis. AH-Tishooooo!
Friday, 18 September 2009
Nearly...
Next week's my 2nd year induction, so this long (not hot) summer is finally over. I need to buy a coat, I can feel the chill in the air and am having to scrunch down in my bed so that there is no draught.
I finally got (most of) my books. A big box arrived yesterday and my friend thought some sort of optical illusion was going on. The books kept on coming and coming. As I explained to my bro', that isn't even all of them. Student loan really doesn't come at the right time for the buying of books, does it? My maths GCSE book came and I don't think I understand it. Most of the time I thought 'oh yeah, ok I get it' but then every task now and then I look and feel my brain cells dying.
ugh
Anyway, 2nd maths lesson tomorrow and then Tuesday is induction! Woohoo or no, sorry gotta be down with the kids, so w00t. Right?
I finally got (most of) my books. A big box arrived yesterday and my friend thought some sort of optical illusion was going on. The books kept on coming and coming. As I explained to my bro', that isn't even all of them. Student loan really doesn't come at the right time for the buying of books, does it? My maths GCSE book came and I don't think I understand it. Most of the time I thought 'oh yeah, ok I get it' but then every task now and then I look and feel my brain cells dying.
ugh
Anyway, 2nd maths lesson tomorrow and then Tuesday is induction! Woohoo or no, sorry gotta be down with the kids, so w00t. Right?
Saturday, 12 September 2009
Maths
Today I learned just how bad I am at maths. This is such a shame as I would like to think I have more than an ounce of intelligence. No matter though, onwards and upwards and all that jazz eh? Hey, I can only get better!
It was all decimals today and I made the major mistake of thinking that .o3 was the same as .3 when in fact it is the same as .30, great huh? At least I have a good understanding of negative numbers and the 'number line' and I know how to write numbers as words and know how to write numbers in figures. I know that you're probably thinking everyone can do that you dick. You'd be wrong.
It was all decimals today and I made the major mistake of thinking that .o3 was the same as .3 when in fact it is the same as .30, great huh? At least I have a good understanding of negative numbers and the 'number line' and I know how to write numbers as words and know how to write numbers in figures. I know that you're probably thinking everyone can do that you dick. You'd be wrong.
Monday, 31 August 2009
Listening to 90's tunes
So I awoke at 8am and was a little late to the TV studio, but I'm not the star so nothing was held up. The bus was on diversion and no one thought to tell the passengers. The swines! Ah well, the walk does us all good I suppose! Last day of carnival and it can't come quick enough. Mostly because I need to have my mistake rectified and the money owed to my friend's parents repaid. Not that they know yet what has happened but needless to say: a mistake was made (mine) and recompense shall be paid (by me).
DAMN!
This STILL affects your credit rating... Can't wait for my student loan to be paid. 23 days and counting. All will be on an even-keel then. Equilibrium shall be restored.
Tia (my dog) is still a little ill but seems to be much better today so that stress is leaving too. I hate feeling the way I have been lately. Too many things on my mind, and therefore mistakes are made and tempers are frayed. College starting soon, then uni', then I will immerse myself into the world of knowledge and not check so much on the internet, wasting hours clicking from one Wiki' entry to another. Why is it that you can go from looking up 'what that bloke has been in' to Mescaline in perhaps only 5 easy steps? Meanwhile looking up about a trillion other things in the meantime? The internet was surely not created to waste time?
Surely?
I have very recently discovered the joys of Spotify. I know, I'm a little bit slow on the uptake sometimes. It's easier to use than LastFM which I have tried (and tried) to get to grips with, but Spotify has allowed me to more easily find songs that I have completely forgotten about. It's amazing and I am feeling much younger too as I have rediscovered music from the 90s that was ACTUALLY good.
Amazing!!
So my choices:-
Counting Crows: Mr. Jones
Lisa Loeb: Stay
Tracy Bonham: Mother Mother
Arrested Development: Mr. Wendal
Bloody good!
DAMN!
This STILL affects your credit rating... Can't wait for my student loan to be paid. 23 days and counting. All will be on an even-keel then. Equilibrium shall be restored.
Tia (my dog) is still a little ill but seems to be much better today so that stress is leaving too. I hate feeling the way I have been lately. Too many things on my mind, and therefore mistakes are made and tempers are frayed. College starting soon, then uni', then I will immerse myself into the world of knowledge and not check so much on the internet, wasting hours clicking from one Wiki' entry to another. Why is it that you can go from looking up 'what that bloke has been in' to Mescaline in perhaps only 5 easy steps? Meanwhile looking up about a trillion other things in the meantime? The internet was surely not created to waste time?
Surely?
I have very recently discovered the joys of Spotify. I know, I'm a little bit slow on the uptake sometimes. It's easier to use than LastFM which I have tried (and tried) to get to grips with, but Spotify has allowed me to more easily find songs that I have completely forgotten about. It's amazing and I am feeling much younger too as I have rediscovered music from the 90s that was ACTUALLY good.
Amazing!!
So my choices:-
Counting Crows: Mr. Jones
Lisa Loeb: Stay
Tracy Bonham: Mother Mother
Arrested Development: Mr. Wendal
Bloody good!
Sunday, 30 August 2009
I hate the Notting Hill Carnival
Sorry, but I do. It's too big and too loud to be confined in a residential area and I don't care what others think. From my window I can hear the muffled noise and mayhem of what is apparently the 'Childrens' Carnival. Them children must consume a LOT of alcohol, that's all that seems to be being sold! As long as it keeps them quiet, I suppose.
Tia (my dog) is NOT liking it either, especially not the strange dog that is hanging around. So on top of the muffled speaking from a PA system and the bass and beat and what sounds like 'huh huh huh huh' there is now the added barking sound. Fantastico.
NOW there's someone with one of them air horn things.
I hate to sound like a grumpy old woman but I am so that's how I appear. No, really, I do hate to soud like a moaner but I just am not in the mood for this. They *should* move it to Hyde Park. What's the problem?
Anyway.
I may go and purchase some stationery from Staples. But then again, I may not! No, I need some graph paper and highly exciting things such as that. College starts soon and I might go out of my head if I don't leave the house. Tomorrow I am going to watch 'The Wright Stuff' (again. I should get paid) so at least *that* will get me out. But not for long as the carnival is on. <>
I need a life! :)
Tia (my dog) is NOT liking it either, especially not the strange dog that is hanging around. So on top of the muffled speaking from a PA system and the bass and beat and what sounds like 'huh huh huh huh' there is now the added barking sound. Fantastico.
NOW there's someone with one of them air horn things.
I hate to sound like a grumpy old woman but I am so that's how I appear. No, really, I do hate to soud like a moaner but I just am not in the mood for this. They *should* move it to Hyde Park. What's the problem?
Anyway.
I may go and purchase some stationery from Staples. But then again, I may not! No, I need some graph paper and highly exciting things such as that. College starts soon and I might go out of my head if I don't leave the house. Tomorrow I am going to watch 'The Wright Stuff' (again. I should get paid) so at least *that* will get me out. But not for long as the carnival is on. <>
I need a life! :)
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Money makes the world go 'round...
it's just such a shame I don't have any.
After numerous phonecalls and 2 unpaid Direct Debits I have decided 'to hell with it! I'm paying everything with my student loan and so will get into more and more debt until I get my money'.
This means, you see, that nothing will get paid for until the 23rd September. But, fuck it. You can't spend money you don't have.
You do realise this affects your credit rating?
I don't care.
Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it!
I can't wait to go back to uni'. I am being driven insane and I just don't like that feeling.
This summer I have successfully:
Painted my backdoor x2
Painted the step x2
Read 'If on a Winter's Night a Traveler'
Got into the red
Learned to dislike Vera Brittain
Ditto Aphra Behn
Visited the Imperial War Museum
Ate 3 Big Macs
Appeared on national television saying 'shocking' too many times in a normal sentence
Re-enrolled for uni'
Enrolled for Maths GCSE at college
Quit my job
Read some WW1 poetry
Had a delightful conversation with my crush
Had a delightful conversation with an 81-year-old woman I met in a pub
Got so drunk I vomited
Went to a wedding
Sang karaoke
One day all this (and hopefully THIS debt) will be a memory. Comforting. I mean it. Really. It comforts me. I am NOT being sarcastic. I'm NOT!!
After numerous phonecalls and 2 unpaid Direct Debits I have decided 'to hell with it! I'm paying everything with my student loan and so will get into more and more debt until I get my money'.
This means, you see, that nothing will get paid for until the 23rd September. But, fuck it. You can't spend money you don't have.
You do realise this affects your credit rating?
I don't care.
Put THAT in your pipe and smoke it!
I can't wait to go back to uni'. I am being driven insane and I just don't like that feeling.
This summer I have successfully:
Painted my backdoor x2
Painted the step x2
Read 'If on a Winter's Night a Traveler'
Got into the red
Learned to dislike Vera Brittain
Ditto Aphra Behn
Visited the Imperial War Museum
Ate 3 Big Macs
Appeared on national television saying 'shocking' too many times in a normal sentence
Re-enrolled for uni'
Enrolled for Maths GCSE at college
Quit my job
Read some WW1 poetry
Had a delightful conversation with my crush
Had a delightful conversation with an 81-year-old woman I met in a pub
Got so drunk I vomited
Went to a wedding
Sang karaoke
One day all this (and hopefully THIS debt) will be a memory. Comforting. I mean it. Really. It comforts me. I am NOT being sarcastic. I'm NOT!!
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