Meet the sun…

Just another weekend in the life of an average university student… who met the sun… Continue reading

A demotion over days…

In due fashion of my day off and because my bio text book has yet to arrive – I should probably find out when it’s going to get here I need it – I spent today doing a range of things, including but not limited to cleaning my room a little more.

I was going to have one big summer/spring clean before I left university, but since I had an inspection of sorts yesterday or was meant to have one – I don’t know if it actually happened – I decided it would be a good idea to do a slow clean sort of thing, basically just continuous cleaning. I mean I tidy up and what not and I clean, by clearing out rubbish and cleaning up spills or anything like that, but I mean really clean here. Today I did the floor a little, although I really need to get the hover in and hover it, but I think I will leave that to the last few days or so, because I’ll have to do it then and brushing has worked just fine for now, since it’s mainly hair and sometimes crumbs that get the floor dirty.

But other than cleaning, I’ve been looking into making money to fiance my summer master plan, or rather as I have demoted it, my summer plan, because I haven’t been feeling too great about the whole thing recently, but whatever. So I got this ticket thing out of a magazine, before Christmas I meant to look into over Christmas, but I forgot to take it home with me, so it’s just been sitting around and perhaps very fortunately for me, it’s still valid for quite a while longer, so I’m going to look into it over my Easter break, mainly because you have to post it in and I don’t have any post stuff here and I don’t really want to get any just to post one thing, you know?

It says that you can win a million, but I don’t think I’ll be quite that lucky, but that doesn’t matter even if I only win the lowest amount of money for that ticket, then I’ll still have more than enough money, so yay!

I know I’m leaving basically everything up to chance here, but hey ho I believe in the power of the universe, at least I think I do. It’s easy to believe in something when it’s yet to let you down or do something you don’t understand. But I believe!

Any ways let’s not go into all that potential mumbo jumbo… so it’s confirmed that my friend is going to come down the weekend before my birthday, but she invited me to do something next weekend and because I’m here I can’t. I mean I could get a train for the weekend, but £58 for just a weekend? Although I am thinking about going home for reading week, mainly because I want the father to pick me up for Easter, because I want to take stuff home and I can’t really do that if I take the train or something, also I don’t really have any money, so I can’t really afford to take the train or anything. I mean if I took the train down for reading week, that would mean that I wouldn’t have to pay for food that week, meaning that I could afford that, but I don’t have any money for food over the holidays, because I expected to go home and all that jazz, so I can’t really afford it, especially with having to pay the deposit on my flat and I did tell him that, but it seems he’s taken to ignore it. I’m just going to talk to him about it closer to the time or stay here and starve, because I don’t have money for food, one or the other.

Money money money. I want to get a job, but I thinking because I’ve got 3 weeks – including this week – until Easter, when I’ll be away and then only 4 after that until I’ll be back home for Summer, I don’t think it’s the best time to go looking for a job in Bournemouth, although I’ll start looking next year, when I’ll be here for more time. I’m not really sure where I want to work, I mean I don’t think I’ll be very good in a big store or anything and I don’t think I’ll be a good waitress, with my terrible memory – I forgot what year it was the other day and had to ask my friend and I’m constantly forgetting how to spell things, it’s actually quite odd.

quote/saying of the day: Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.- Norman Vincent Peale

Wolf whistling at shadows, before squealing with joy over the ordinary…

Right now, today is a best dam day of my life. Alright I might not think so tomorrow, but right now I’m super happy, like squealing sort of happy. The kind of happy that makes people think you’re a little off your rocker. Such as if someone was walking down the street and found out they had just won the lottery and right there in the street they stopped and just started squealing and screaming with delight, that sort of off your rocker happy. But like I said tomorrow this will probably be less than squeal happiness. So mother nature decided to pay me a visit.

So I’ve been feeling a little down since I went on a university essentials shopping spree this morning, with the father, because that way I don’t have to pay and I need to save every penny. And I was just thinking, I haven’t really been eating properly lately, well sort of – I’ll get to that later – so I thought that I was just tired, but then I’m thinking and I like I know this feeling. So I check like a good girl does and hey ho mother nature is waving back at me, so I’m doing a little dance in my bathroom, while the father yells at me from down stairs, because his girlfriend has made us dinner and so they’re waiting for me to come down, so they can start watching the film – Wolf of Wall street – and begin dinner. Alright my family eats in front of the TV most nights, or in front of some sort of screen, but when it’s just me and the father or me, it’s a little depressing sitting at the big dinning table. So I feel like I should put in my take on the Wolf of Wall street, not the best film to watch with your father and his girlfriend, as it’s all sex, drugs, money, to be honest I think that’s what you would be expecting. But I like it, although I was cringing at quite a few bits and the bit where he hit his wife wasn’t nice, but overall, I think it was a good film and I liked the bit with the pen – I totally think I could sell him a pen, but then I’ve seen the film, so I have an unfair advantage.

I also watch The double today. Not quite what I was expecting, but I liked that one as well, it was… different, but in a good way and I like the whole, way they used the lights and the basic oddness of the whole thing, although at first I didn’t really know what was going on, but that sort of added to it. Although if you’re looking for a totally in your face obvious film, this isn’t the one, most diffidently. It also had one of my favourite actors in it and the girl from Alice in Wonderland – the modern version, which is really Alice returning to Wonderland if I’m not mistaken – who I think is a good actress or actor, I’m not sure which one you’re meant to use, because apparently actress is sexist or something. I’m not being sexist when I say actress that’s just the way people have referred to female actors around me for the majority of my life, so I suppose it’s habit – just saying.

Right so last night we had a little goodbye/birthday party of my friend, since it was one of my friend birthdays recently and the other one is leaving tomorrow to London. So we went to this all you can eat Chinese buffet place and I showed off my prowess with the chopsticks – honest I didn’t know I could use them so well, I only dropped one spring roll the entire meal. So I thought I wasn’t really going to eat very much, because like I said I’ve been having ‘problems’ eating recently, it’s not that I’m not hungry, it’s more like I’m hungry until I start eating, when I’m no longer hungry and I feel full almost instantly, when actually I’m not. But any ways I went a filled my plate with the many delicious looking Chinese style foods up for offer, thinking all the while, I really shouldn’t take this much, but I do want to get my moneys worth. But in the end I ate everything plus desert and then cupcakes later. I’m thinking I’ve been having problems because I’ve been too in my own head sort of thing and the butterflies that have taken up residence in my stomach maybe proof of that.

So any ways after the meal – when my friend did a very bad job of hiding the cupcakes, by covering them with her boyfriend’s jumper and then stuffing them under the table for everyone to see – we headed for the river. A couple of us had made plans to meet up with another friend by the river, so we went for a quick alcohol shop and I got this bright pink, strawberries and cream stuff, that was delicious yet disgusting at the same time. So being me, I got slightly drunk and then decided to got for a walk around the park, with my other slightly more drunk friend and recount the events of last Saturday/Sunday to her, which she took as an opportunity to rant about guys and how she’s now more into guys than girls, which I have a hard time believing, because not long later she wanted to go look for guys to make out with. But after arriving back with the other, I wiped out the shisha and it ended up being passed around the group, as everyone wanted to try it and I think it was a bit too much of a hit, as it probably spent more time in my friends mouth than in mine, but hey ho, sharing is caring and all that jazz. Although it was a early evening, because people had to go to work the next day, so while some people went to move cars around, me and the slightly more drunk friend took and scenic root, which including having a weird wolf whistling ‘conversation’ with what I’m guessing was a group of guys – they were standing quite far off and in the dark under a tree and without my glasses I can’t see too much too well, when it’s far off. Thinking now if we hadn’t been with a couple of people then my friend probably would have dragged me over to them.

But I got home safe and sound, after being hugged within an inch of my life by my friends, who I might not been seeing for a very long time now. Although one of them is trying to convince me to go to London for Halloween, which would be really fun, but I have a feeling I might not be able to afford it and we’re meant to be having a Christmas party, because everyone is back then, which would be fun.

I’ve been trying to sort of sort out things for starting university today, there’s this whole online registrations thing, which I didn’t know about until a little while ago and then I somehow lost my NI number, so I had to find that, before I could complete it and then I got really confused when I was looking through what I thought was my emails, but it wasn’t. The format is new to me, so it’s a little – or a lot – confusing, but I guess I’ll get the hang of it in time, I’ve got 3 years or something. I’ve also been emailing my buddy, so I might know at least one person when I get there and he does the same course as me, so I might try and meet with him before going to the first session, so that I won’t be getting lost by myself, because I can see myself getting completely and utterly lost and confused and what not.

Quote/saying of the day: We waiting, starving for moment of high magic to inspire us, but life is full of common enchantments waiting for our Alchemist’s eyes to notice. – Jacob Nordby.

Alright so this song was in the Wolf of Wall street.

Eat the worm and cheer up the friends…

So I’m going back into counselling. Well I was sort of in counselling before, but honestly nothing came of it, but I’m giving it a second shot. Due to the bus times, I’ve got some time to kill in the morning, because as the father pointed out, it’s better to turn up early than late, because I’m not completely sure where I’m going, even though I google mapped it today, because the directions they sent me didn’t make sense to me, probably because I don’t really know the place every well and all that jazz.

After a bit of deliberating, I decided that shopping would be a good way to pass the time and since wandering around by oneself came be dull, I invited the friends, but I’m going to have to ditch them for a while to go to the session, although I think I’ll be the first one in and all that, due to the nocturnal nature of some of them. I usual go a little nocturnal during my holidays and sometimes even just on the weekends, but I’ve got to get up early tomorrow, so I’m hoping that saying about the ‘early bird’ is true.

A bunch of us are meant to be meeting, going shopping and then back to a friends place for Chinese and booze. Which will be interesting, because one of the girls that is coming gets a little off her head when she eats Chinese and she’s a light weight to boot, so yeah will be an interesting and we might see her rather annoying alter ego Candy, who is American.

So my Wednesday is pretty full, which is wonderful as far as I’m concerned, but other than that no other plans until the weekend, when we’re going out on the Saturday, with a friend I haven’t seen in a while and have dearly missed. So it’ll be wonderful to see him again, we were meant to be going away together, but he backed out, because his Grandfather was dying, but we’re having this night as a cheer up, although I think he’s handling it very well, better than I ever did, at least.

So afar taking a hardly more than a glance at myself in the mirror, I have decided that I’m getting too much of my ‘fat’ back and I’m going to start working out again, so I started out slow today, with just about an hour gentle exercise – yay the endorphin rush, that didn’t really last very long.

Quote/saying of the day: To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. – Federico García Lorca

Have you guys seen the newly released Fifty shades of Grey trailer? Well if you haven’t then watch away and honestly there are so many comments if you don’t like Fifty shades, then why watch the try for it?

I watched this one with a review at the end and the woman that was reviewing it, out right said she hadn’t read the book, this is a film of a book, read and damn book or at least try and read it. People like that just rub me up the wrong way. I’ve read all three, as you would know if you read some of my previous posts and I didn’t like them very much, but I can ‘understand’ why some people do, just like with Twilight, I really do like it, but I can understand why some people do, although I couldn’t get through the first book of that series, but I managed to get to the end of the series of this one – yay and all that jazz.

A mix of alcohol and music in the blood stream…

So yesterday I went to my friends birthday party. It was just as much of a riot as I thought I was going to be.

Although one of my friends did end up throwing up all over the bathroom and all over the walls and carpet of the stairwell. The smell of the sick drove me to end up sleeping in my friends car, instead of the room where everyone else was sleeping and at around 6 am she a couple of other people woke me back up by knocking on the window and asking to come inside, because the fire had gone out, so they were cold.

All my lovely smashed up firewood, was burn to ash, along with some crisps and chips, that came with the Chinese food. It was sort of funny, because at the start of the party everyone ordered Chinese food, but by the time it got there, nearly everyone was so pissed that they didn’t really want it any more, so the people that were not drunk, along with the people that were late, were the only ones that really ended up eating it. Although I did enjoy the chips, but it didn’t know that chips ever came with Chinese – you learn something new everyday or rather every night.

Although sadly a couple of people couldn’t come and I think we helped to add to his families belief that he is gay or that way inclined, because of some of the presents and cards that we got him, but it was in jest and his girlfriend got him a ‘wife’ card, which is now in his window.

We went back there today to pick up the left over drink to take back to my place, so that I can have it for my Halloween party in a couple of weeks.

While he was off with his girlfriend in the house me and my other friend nicked the balloons that were tied to the gate as a marker for his place, although one of them did escape on the way back to mine, the other one might still be attached to his car and flying high and proud. Although we kind of got a little crazy today after college and it seems that we just don’t need alcohol to act drunk and disorderly – high on life baby, high on life.

So day was rainy and I decided to have a lye in that didn’t work out and I ended up getting up at the usual time, which I am now regretting a little bit – I’m still a little bit sleepy. But I did get some work done, that if I hadn’t gotten up I wouldn’t have gotten done at all today, or at least I would have done such a half hearted job, that it is the same as not doing it. Although I’m trying to turn my life around a little – it’s not working – because I can feel myself falling into my usual pattern and I don’t want that to happen, because I know I could completely destroy my life if I let myself go too much.

But other than a few mishaps and a losing streak at the card game president, today wasn’t a bad day – over looking the rain and the large hole in my shoe.

So I wore a skirt today. Now this may not seem like a big deal to an outsider – which I’m guessing all of my followers are, but I haven’t worn a skirt in about a year. I mean just casually, not something form. I’ve worn dresses and shorts and what not, but not a skirt and I was feeling kind of self conscious about it, because this was quite a short and bolder skirt, but I love it, even if it does exaggerate my short figure, but what the hell. I’ve been getting back into the more punky look recently, but I also really like vintage, but not really real vintage punk though, more of the preppy or girly style in vintage. But I’ve been looking around for something good, but I also want something that works with my figure – alright slightly boring girly talk about my figure, but when you think you look good, you feel good, it’s been proven, somewhere.

But that’s not the point – I think, or maybe it is, oh well.

Onwards and downwards. So alright… Today after picking up the drink and piling it all into the pantry, I was trying to teacher my friend to play ‘With a little help from my friends’ by the Beatles on the piano. Since I learnt it in high school and is now the only song I can play all the way through on the piano any more, which is a little disheartening, since I used to be able to play quite a few, but I learn by watching and listening to other people play, as I’m not that good at reading music. I can do it but, I have to count the notes out and it takes forever… to do, so I find learning how it sounds and then recreating it is a lot easier – music just might be in the blood, as all my family are more or less musically inclined, as my brother can play at least 2 instruments each, my father can play 3 or more and my mother could play about 2 as well. Any ways so I think we successfully got through the entire song, with me trying to play it slowly, so that he could write down the notes that I was playing according to their letter, since he couldn’t really read sheet every well either, but it can be harder to get the timing right, when you don’t use the sheet music, although he said he was going to learn the song and learn the timing from that, so I think things should end up all good – fingers in the crossed position everyone.

So I would like to take a moment to thank all my followers. On my other blog, which I sadly lost – due to undisclosed reasons, it’s nothing shady I promise! – I only had the one proper follower, although I did get a bunch of page views and what not and I thought that this one was going to be similar. Don’t get me wrong some part of me like the idea that I was still writing for myself and no one was really watching, but it’s nice to know that I’m being heard and all that jazz. So thank you random strangers, you have given my blog more meaning – I would say meaning, but it already has a bit of that, gotta be honest here!

Moment over: So I’m looking for some new boots, since winter and the rain are beginning to rear their ugly head – well winter can be beautiful in it’s own right, but hey ho – but I’m having trouble find some that are cheap, what I want and are in my size and since something going to have to give, I think I’m going to have to end up buying something I don’t like. But I might continue selling my stuff, as I’ve been trying and slightly failing to do, but I need the money right now, so I’m going to continue trying. I’ve just got to finish taking pictures of everything. Although I’m considering selling my knee high boots, that I have yet to where, which is a little sad, but I’m never going to end up wearing them, then I might as well sell them and try and make a profit, since I got them in the sale and all, so I got them pretty damn cheap. I’m all for the deals, although the cheaper the stuff is the more likely I am to buy more and end up spending the same amount, when I was trying to save up.