Melancholy

Today I was rather melancholic. I was bored and wanted to leave my house. I did.


Last night I read 'Holes' which is a children's novel but was really good and well written (especially when compared to that bloody JK Rowling nonsense). I am currently watching The Young Ones and wanting to go to the toilet.

It's bloody hot in here.

Well, it's ummm quite late, I'm feeling peculiar and will read my book (the sequel to 'Holes', 'Small Steps') and then sleep.

Results due soon too, Olivia says I done good! hahaha

I am trying to life laudry my bedroom

I have blisters on my thumbs and have been mistaken for Jesus Christ and I am now sitting in the middle of the mess that is my life. Why do I bother attempting to tidy my room? I feel that I am always throwing things out and trying to clear space. TO NO AVAIL. It never lets up. I never have a proper bedroom. I cannot live this way.

On a different note...

It's Friday now. That's good. Isn't it?


I don't really have anything to say. I can hear car doors slamming in the midnight air of Central London, my telly is unplugged and I'm listening to Heart 106.2fm. I'm surrounded by the wreckage of my bedroom and really should sleep as that is what 'normal' people do at 3am. Isn't it?

Still haven't watched Rocky IV and V. I just don't want Apollo Creed to die and I really don't want to see V as even Sly says it's shit. Who am I to argue? Similarly on a Rocky theme, was listening to 'Gonna Fly Now' and had to fight back the urge to run. Find some steps and there'll be no stopping me!

Sleeping patterns

My sleeping patterns are all shot to shit. Look at the time! Just look, would you? Nearly half past three in the AM and I'm listening to The Beatles and blogging. For Chrissakes!

This is too long a break, mate.

I should be getting my exam results in the next few days... this all seems rather complicated for my little old head to deal with. I have to preregister and then enrol online for next year (if I pass, of course, but I am confident that I have. Just).

Anyway, and any how... I have Facebooked, Twittered and now I have Blogged. What more is there to do except go to fucking sleep and look forward to maybe buying a Mocha Light Frapuccino from Starbucks on Portobello Road tomorrow. Wow! My life is sooo exciting. I fear I may die from overexcitement.


Today I did 30 mins of Wii Fit, bring my total up to over 5 hours! Whoo!! Marathon here I come. Actually, slimness here I come. Only another 8 stone to go. Rather depressing ain't it?

I'm up...

It is 4:50am AM!!! What the devil is all that about? Anyway, thought I'd finish Shakespeare essay, only I am a bit thick really and not doing awfully well. I don't care if I get a third at this point just so long as I never have to write this essay again, or any others like it. I think it's good in parts, but dear Lord, it's just not good enough.
I saw this guy that I have a crush on on Sunday (my birthday)... and now I can't stop thinking about him. Then I checked my Facebook (well, what else is there to do at 3am?) and he had sent me a Likeness Match request thingummy. Psychic link?


I think not.


But a girl can but dream!



Anyway, I have a lecture at 10am. Maybe I should go in early? I don't know. I am awfully tired now and I have a very long day ahead of me.

I'm hungry. Maybe I should get up and have breakfast?

Have lost 2 stones in 2 months and gone down 2 dress sizes. This has made me all the more determined to slim RIGHT down. Oats and water for me then! Haha!! Not really, think I may have a Weetabix. But, shall have poached salmon for dinner, am cutting out bread almost completely and NO MORE slipping off the wagon. I have the willpower that I have hitherto lacked. I am determined and for the first time in my life I mean it, but not in an eating disorder way.

until we meet (or tweet) again

My foot has gone to sleep and I have a headache

I am one year older tomorrow, and have become very organised. I have bought an organiser in fact and have planned all the birthday cards needed for this year. I am not being caught out. I AM NOT!!

I am still to finish my essay on Shakespeare and I am sure that I will... I am remaining upbeat and positive about it. I have nearly completed it but I am not going to write on my birthday.

My first post

Hi!
So, I'll probably just post this one time and then forget I have a blog at all... but I am supposed to be writing an essay so this is good time-wasting.

A little about me: I am 27 years old (on Sunday) and am coming up to the end of my first year studying English at Queen Mary University in London. I am from London (which seems to be increasingly rare) and I am fond of brackets (or parentheses, if you prefer).
I am doing ok on this course, but would like a couple of better grades under my belt, but I am NOT complaining (which is rare!!). Also, I feel the need to add a couple of more brackets here and there, thus proving my fondness for them.

I shall now attempt to finish my essay which is about male and female reputations in the plays Othello and Twelfth Night, but if I am honest I just want to go home and watch that film I bought yesterday (Wristcutters: A Love Story, which is apparently a comedy... we'll see).

I have 2 exams coming up in May, and if I remember that I have a blog, I shall update regularly when I am supposed to be revising. That gives us all something to look forward to! (I'm funny too!).

Sorry this is a rather bland blog, but hopefully this will become as exciting as the synapses in my brain, which I am afraid are frazzled at the moment, what with all the talk of male and female reputations etc... so, until next time!