I've blogged a lot recently. Bit sad really because I don't think anyone actually reads this...
I think I'm done with my uni work. Everything is submitted except one last STUPID essay. I keep reading it thinking I should change bits, but I really don't know what I could change. I'm going to have one last look at it tomorrow and then just submit it. Freedom!
I just want to go home now. I'm supposed to stay until Tuesday and go out for a last night out, then go home on Wednesday which I'm sure will be fun.. but I really want to go now. I'm working tomorrow night and then seeing some old housemates on Sunday so I can't go till Monday, and by then I might as well stay. I know when I get home I'll be complaining that I'm bored, but I just want to be back there and relax for a bit before Spain.
I have to work tonight. We're supposed to work every Friday night if we want any shifts during the week but I've managed to avoid it for weeks. It's so not my kind of thing. Loads of sweaty moshers dancing to heavy metal rock. So not my kind of thing. I've even agreed to start at 8pm instead of 11, which means moving round loads of tables and chairs by myself for 2 hours. Yay. I only have tonight and tomorrow night at work and then I'm finished! I feel like I should be sad, but right now I'm really not.
Wish I had more interesting things to blog about. If anyone is actually reading this, I promise to try and be more interesting once I get to Spain! In my mind it's going to be amazing, I'm going to love the family, meet loads of amazing people, do lots of cool things... but in reality I might hate it. I guess there's no way of knowing until I get there though. Last years summer plans all turned out to be a bit of a disaster. I went away three times. One time I fell out with my friend after leaving her in a Spanish hotel with an American man and no shoes, another I ended up in the only rainy bit of Spain, left early and went to Barcelona and got insanely burnt and then left Romania half way through my time there after nearly getting attacked by a Romanian man with chains and a baseball bat in our apartment. So altogether not great. I just don't want that to happen again. Hoping for some good luck this time.
Better get ready for work now. Preparing myself for a long night of awful music. Earplugs will definitely be coming out tonight.
Kisses
Friday, 10 May 2013
Thursday, 9 May 2013
So close but so far
I'm so close to finishing my uni work. SO CLOSE. But finishing things off is harder than I thought it would be. It's more that I can't find the motivation to do it (no change there then..) which is stupid. The motivation should be finishing uni. Really, I could have my work finished and submitted tonight. Then that would be it. No more uni. But I just can't make myself do it. And I find it hard to know when I'm finished, I could keep editing more and more until I run out of time. I have an essay to edit, a curation piece to finish, my portfolio to finalise and then I'm done. Not a lot at all. But right now all I can think about is going to buy milkybar buttons from the shop. But I won't. I managed to pretty much inhale a big bar of dairy milk the other night and I can't let it happen again.
I've pretty much waved goodbye to my beach body. My willpower is 0. Looks like I'll be spending my summer in some kind of old lady kaftan, hiding in the shadows on the beach. I had such good intentions. How will I find Jose or Pablo (my Spanish husband-to-be) if I look like a beached whale. Ok I'm not quite at whale point, but I'm not ready to strut down the beach like some kind of movie star. I'm thinking about getting a spray tan before I go. But then the depressing thing is I will probably leave England more tanned than I will be when I come home after 8 weeks in the sun.
8 weeks. I'm starting to feel like that's quite a long time. I've been away for 5 weeks before but even when I'm at uni I go home every three or four weeks for a few days. I guess I need to get used to it though, when I leave in September I won't be home again till Christmas and after that, it will probably be Easter or the summer. Hopefully I'll be having too much fun to notice.
Grumpy grumpy. I'm going to sit and try and do some work now. I'm so sleepy. I've been at work today and walked home in the rain and got wet feet. All I want to do is eat chocolate and watch some rubbish TV.
5 days to go...
Kisses
p.s. I got my hair cut. It wasn't too much of a disaster. I quite like it actually. If anything I'd have liked it a bit shorter but I couldn't bring myself to ask them..
I've pretty much waved goodbye to my beach body. My willpower is 0. Looks like I'll be spending my summer in some kind of old lady kaftan, hiding in the shadows on the beach. I had such good intentions. How will I find Jose or Pablo (my Spanish husband-to-be) if I look like a beached whale. Ok I'm not quite at whale point, but I'm not ready to strut down the beach like some kind of movie star. I'm thinking about getting a spray tan before I go. But then the depressing thing is I will probably leave England more tanned than I will be when I come home after 8 weeks in the sun.
8 weeks. I'm starting to feel like that's quite a long time. I've been away for 5 weeks before but even when I'm at uni I go home every three or four weeks for a few days. I guess I need to get used to it though, when I leave in September I won't be home again till Christmas and after that, it will probably be Easter or the summer. Hopefully I'll be having too much fun to notice.
Grumpy grumpy. I'm going to sit and try and do some work now. I'm so sleepy. I've been at work today and walked home in the rain and got wet feet. All I want to do is eat chocolate and watch some rubbish TV.
5 days to go...
Kisses
p.s. I got my hair cut. It wasn't too much of a disaster. I quite like it actually. If anything I'd have liked it a bit shorter but I couldn't bring myself to ask them..
Wednesday, 8 May 2013
Haircuts and curb crawling
I'm going to get my hair cut today. I find it a stressful event and always come out with my hair not quite right. I'm not good at asking them to change it once it's finished, or making awkward conversation for an hour. This is how I ended up bright blonde one day when all I'd asked for was a few highlights. I just want an inch or so off the length and my side fringe cutting back in. It's easy to think what I want, but when they start suggesting things I just mumble and agree. Last time I ended up with half my hair cut off and nearly had a breakdown (although I did end up quite liking it..).
I've got a cough and I'm feeling miserable. It's one of those ones where when you start, you can't stop. I was coughing away in bed last night and had a horrible feeling I wouldn't sleep at all. I rang my mum for sympathy but she was too busy gardening to take much notice. As her only daughter I think she should have driven to see me with medical supplies and chocolate, but apparently she was too busy to drive an hour up the motorway for me.
I'd just got in to bed last night, feeling grumpy and eating a giant bar of chocolate when my older brother rang asking me to do him a "favor". His fiance had put her really important uni work on top of her car, got in and driven off without realising. It wasn't till she got home (to my home city, an hour away) that she realised and then had a panic as she didn't have another copy of any of it. So this little "favor" involved getting out of bed, getting dressed, walking for 20 minutes and searching the roads for this work. Great. Luckily my housemate said she'd drive and the other one came to help look. We basically curb crawled around looking for it, getting out and wandering round side streets looking like burglars. I was just waiting for someone to call the police on us or something. Just after we'd given up, we were driving down the road and there it was! Right in the middle of the road and it had definitely been run over a lot. We got out and ran around the main road picking it all up. We looked crazy.
As if that wasn't weird enough, we stopped off outside some guys we know's house, jumped out the car, took a picture of us right next to the door and sent it to them on snapchat (if you don't know what this is, you're missing out. Basically you take a pic, send it to anyone on your contacts list and it lasts for a few seconds, then it's gone forever), jumped back in the car, sent it to them and then watched them looking out the window and opening the door. Lots of fun. We are very weird. But I like it!
That's my excitement done. After the hairdressers I'm back to doing work.
BUT
THIS TIME IN TWO WEEKS I'LL BE GETTING READY TO GO TO THE AIRPORT
Exciting.
Kisses
I've got a cough and I'm feeling miserable. It's one of those ones where when you start, you can't stop. I was coughing away in bed last night and had a horrible feeling I wouldn't sleep at all. I rang my mum for sympathy but she was too busy gardening to take much notice. As her only daughter I think she should have driven to see me with medical supplies and chocolate, but apparently she was too busy to drive an hour up the motorway for me.
I'd just got in to bed last night, feeling grumpy and eating a giant bar of chocolate when my older brother rang asking me to do him a "favor". His fiance had put her really important uni work on top of her car, got in and driven off without realising. It wasn't till she got home (to my home city, an hour away) that she realised and then had a panic as she didn't have another copy of any of it. So this little "favor" involved getting out of bed, getting dressed, walking for 20 minutes and searching the roads for this work. Great. Luckily my housemate said she'd drive and the other one came to help look. We basically curb crawled around looking for it, getting out and wandering round side streets looking like burglars. I was just waiting for someone to call the police on us or something. Just after we'd given up, we were driving down the road and there it was! Right in the middle of the road and it had definitely been run over a lot. We got out and ran around the main road picking it all up. We looked crazy.
As if that wasn't weird enough, we stopped off outside some guys we know's house, jumped out the car, took a picture of us right next to the door and sent it to them on snapchat (if you don't know what this is, you're missing out. Basically you take a pic, send it to anyone on your contacts list and it lasts for a few seconds, then it's gone forever), jumped back in the car, sent it to them and then watched them looking out the window and opening the door. Lots of fun. We are very weird. But I like it!
That's my excitement done. After the hairdressers I'm back to doing work.
BUT
THIS TIME IN TWO WEEKS I'LL BE GETTING READY TO GO TO THE AIRPORT
Exciting.
Kisses
Tuesday, 7 May 2013
Money
I just had the horrible task of checking my bank balance. I knew there wasn't going to be a lot.. but I literally have hardly anything. By the time I've paid my last lot of bills for the house I have nothing. Where does it all go? Why can't I control my spending? I don't even feel like I've spent much. I have worked quite a bit, but they're such short shifts I don't actually end up with much at all. Rubbish. There goes my plans of having my eyelashes tinted, buying some new shoes, replacing my laptop battery...
Oh no. I just remembered I have a hair cut booked for tomorrow. And no money to pay for it. You'd think after 3 years of living away from home I'd have learnt to budget a bit better. Maybe my parents will shower me with money for a graduation present. Probably not but I can imagine it for now.
I really wanted to buy some converse as well.
I've got my practical session for one of my modules today. It's worth 50 or 60% of the module so I need to do well. I'm being a "presenter". Don't know why, I hate being in front of the camera. I don't know what to wear either. Or what I'm supposed to say. But after this I only have 2 modules left to finish off. I think one of them is done but my tutor won't email back to confirm something and wants me to go in on Thursday, but I'm working. Stress. If I've got it right, then fine. If I've got it wrong then I'll lose too many marks. Why is it so hard :( Plus I'm over the word count. I'm getting to the point where I don't even care.
ONE WEEK TODAY UNTIL UNI IS FINISHED!
Kisses
Oh no. I just remembered I have a hair cut booked for tomorrow. And no money to pay for it. You'd think after 3 years of living away from home I'd have learnt to budget a bit better. Maybe my parents will shower me with money for a graduation present. Probably not but I can imagine it for now.
I really wanted to buy some converse as well.
I've got my practical session for one of my modules today. It's worth 50 or 60% of the module so I need to do well. I'm being a "presenter". Don't know why, I hate being in front of the camera. I don't know what to wear either. Or what I'm supposed to say. But after this I only have 2 modules left to finish off. I think one of them is done but my tutor won't email back to confirm something and wants me to go in on Thursday, but I'm working. Stress. If I've got it right, then fine. If I've got it wrong then I'll lose too many marks. Why is it so hard :( Plus I'm over the word count. I'm getting to the point where I don't even care.
ONE WEEK TODAY UNTIL UNI IS FINISHED!
Kisses
Sunday, 5 May 2013
Boredom, tiredness and hunger
So I should be writing my essay right now and instead I'm writing on here and thinking about what food to buy from the shop. I'm so hungry. A mini tin of beans was not a satisfying way to start my morning. I'm really craving fish and chips but is half 12 too early for them? Maybe I should wait till tea time. I'm really hungry now though. I want chocolate too but I have a bit of an issue with it. I don't have any self control and a big bag of malteasers can be gone in minutes. I'm not even joking, it's like I inhale them.
I'm blaming this mornings hunger on after work drinks last night. Alcohol always makes me so hungry the next day. I didn't even plan to stay, but free drinks after a long shift, how could I say no? Kind of regretted my decision after the first drink though. My usual work friends weren't there. We're the losers who stick together and hardly talk to the others. But we were part of the "original" lot and then the newbies started last September and we never really joined with them. There's one girl who's only young (18) and it's so obvious. Last night she was telling everyone about how she was going home (to halls) to "watch a film" with some guy. She made no secret of the fact they would be "watching a film" winky winky. She then went on to say stupid things like she doesn't have to find someone attractive to "get with them". I just sat there and cringed for her. In a couple of years she'll realise how naive and a bit trampy that makes her seem. Why would you sit there and tell our nice, but much older male manager that? It's not cool. No one was impressed. It doesn't sound so bad written down but she is so much of a "fresher" it's embarrassing. I don't care if you "got sooo drunk last night OMG I don't remember anything except getting with 5 guys lmao hahaha". Do it if you want but it's not making you seem super cool talking about it. I'm not sure if she, or the medical student who thinks she's perfect is the most annoying. Shut up and go away. I sat there looking miserable until someone agreed to get a taxi home with me. I got a free hoody though. Not that I will wear it anywhere other than my house, but still, freebies are always good.
I'm off to the shop now, going to try and control my spending and tryyy and not buy a mountain of crisps and chocolate.
I'm back. I was good and the only naughty thing I bought was 2 small packets of crisps and I've managed not to eat them yet. I'm going to the library soon though and that always means library snacks. Today I'm thinking skittles. My essay is nearly done (whether it's right or not, I have no idea, but it's nearly long enough) and my other bits of work are coming along well. Hopefully I can hand it all in by Friday and then I'm free! One more shift at work on Friday night and I'm hoping one of my parents will pick me up on Sunday. They might make me wait until next week though which isn't ideal, I've got a lot to do at home so sooner would be better. I'm a bit sad about finishing now, but at least I've got exciting things to look forward to. Really really going to miss my home friends though :( They all get back for summer after I've left for Spain and then most are away through August so that will only leave a few weeks to see them before Spain in September. Hmmm. Hopefully I'll have lots of visitors when I'm out there though.
Right, off to the library now. It's so warm outside, I got a bit sweaty walking to the shop. Not the idea day for library time. Nearly done, nearly done, nearly done. Need to keep remembering that!
Kisses
I'm blaming this mornings hunger on after work drinks last night. Alcohol always makes me so hungry the next day. I didn't even plan to stay, but free drinks after a long shift, how could I say no? Kind of regretted my decision after the first drink though. My usual work friends weren't there. We're the losers who stick together and hardly talk to the others. But we were part of the "original" lot and then the newbies started last September and we never really joined with them. There's one girl who's only young (18) and it's so obvious. Last night she was telling everyone about how she was going home (to halls) to "watch a film" with some guy. She made no secret of the fact they would be "watching a film" winky winky. She then went on to say stupid things like she doesn't have to find someone attractive to "get with them". I just sat there and cringed for her. In a couple of years she'll realise how naive and a bit trampy that makes her seem. Why would you sit there and tell our nice, but much older male manager that? It's not cool. No one was impressed. It doesn't sound so bad written down but she is so much of a "fresher" it's embarrassing. I don't care if you "got sooo drunk last night OMG I don't remember anything except getting with 5 guys lmao hahaha". Do it if you want but it's not making you seem super cool talking about it. I'm not sure if she, or the medical student who thinks she's perfect is the most annoying. Shut up and go away. I sat there looking miserable until someone agreed to get a taxi home with me. I got a free hoody though. Not that I will wear it anywhere other than my house, but still, freebies are always good.
I'm off to the shop now, going to try and control my spending and tryyy and not buy a mountain of crisps and chocolate.
I'm back. I was good and the only naughty thing I bought was 2 small packets of crisps and I've managed not to eat them yet. I'm going to the library soon though and that always means library snacks. Today I'm thinking skittles. My essay is nearly done (whether it's right or not, I have no idea, but it's nearly long enough) and my other bits of work are coming along well. Hopefully I can hand it all in by Friday and then I'm free! One more shift at work on Friday night and I'm hoping one of my parents will pick me up on Sunday. They might make me wait until next week though which isn't ideal, I've got a lot to do at home so sooner would be better. I'm a bit sad about finishing now, but at least I've got exciting things to look forward to. Really really going to miss my home friends though :( They all get back for summer after I've left for Spain and then most are away through August so that will only leave a few weeks to see them before Spain in September. Hmmm. Hopefully I'll have lots of visitors when I'm out there though.
Right, off to the library now. It's so warm outside, I got a bit sweaty walking to the shop. Not the idea day for library time. Nearly done, nearly done, nearly done. Need to keep remembering that!
Kisses
Saturday, 4 May 2013
Hardcore no more
So it's 1.19am. I'm sitting in bed, a little bit drunk with a bowl of supernoodles. My housemates are still out enjoying the night and I'm in bed. What is wrong with me? I used to love going out and I'd roll in as my parents were leaving for work. Now, it gets past midnight and I'm looking at the clock wondering when I can call the taxi.
I've just had the weirdest taxi driver. He started off all shouty and unfriendly and ended up looking like Santa Claus and telling me to enjoy life because it's too short. I don't know if it was juts my alcohol induced paranoia or what, but I really thought he was going to kidnap me. I even text my friends with his details in case they never heard from me again. But I got home, alive and well. I putt my uggs on and went in search of chips. The fish and chip shop that claims it is open until 4am definitely isn't. Very disapointed noodle eating is happening right now.
In other news, my friend is going interrailing this summer and is planning a stop in Barcelona to see me. I'm hoping to get the weekend off and go to the south of France with her, but that all depends on money. Which I don't have. Tonight has cost me about £15 and all I did was have a few vodkas before I left my house, a lime and soda in the bar and 2 taxis. How rubbish is that! I didn't even want to go out in the first place but it was my housemates "pretend" birthday. We're all back home by the time it's her real bday so we brought it forward by a month or 2.
I am so boring. Why was bed more appealing then a club? Maybe because I was up at 8am, or maybe just because I'm getting old.
Kisses
I've just had the weirdest taxi driver. He started off all shouty and unfriendly and ended up looking like Santa Claus and telling me to enjoy life because it's too short. I don't know if it was juts my alcohol induced paranoia or what, but I really thought he was going to kidnap me. I even text my friends with his details in case they never heard from me again. But I got home, alive and well. I putt my uggs on and went in search of chips. The fish and chip shop that claims it is open until 4am definitely isn't. Very disapointed noodle eating is happening right now.
In other news, my friend is going interrailing this summer and is planning a stop in Barcelona to see me. I'm hoping to get the weekend off and go to the south of France with her, but that all depends on money. Which I don't have. Tonight has cost me about £15 and all I did was have a few vodkas before I left my house, a lime and soda in the bar and 2 taxis. How rubbish is that! I didn't even want to go out in the first place but it was my housemates "pretend" birthday. We're all back home by the time it's her real bday so we brought it forward by a month or 2.
I am so boring. Why was bed more appealing then a club? Maybe because I was up at 8am, or maybe just because I'm getting old.
Kisses
Thursday, 2 May 2013
The sun is out!
So I'm still struggling with my essay. I'm now 1,896 words into a 3,000 word essay. I thinkkk I know where I'm going with it now but I'm not sure. Really really want a draft done by the end of the day, but drinks in a beer garden are so much more tempting! My housemate and I decided we'll have a break at 2pm to go for a (non-alcoholic!) drink at the pub, before coming back and doing more work. Going to dig out the sunglasses now!
More excitingly, this time in 3 weeks I'll be in Spain! YES! Finally. (That also means less than 2 weeks until uni is finished but I won't talk about that now... OMG). My new favorite way to procrastinate is to search the internet for fun things to do, places to go etc in the town I'll be staying in. I CAN'T WAIT! It looks like such a cool place. I was looking at some of the clubs and some don't open until 3am. WHAT?! Usually by half 1 I'm getting sleepy and thinking about home. Seriously going to have to start training myself to stay up late. So so excited. I'm really looking forward to meeting the family as well, just still hoping we get along!
I got and email from a summer camp in Spain asking if I'd like to work for them for a few weeks in August which would suit me really well. Only problem is the flights are crazy expensive. I'm going to email and see if they cover the cost. Doubt it, but worth a try!
The sun, the fact I'm so close to finishing uni and going to Spain and life being good in general = a happy me!
Currently listening to this old favorite:
More excitingly, this time in 3 weeks I'll be in Spain! YES! Finally. (That also means less than 2 weeks until uni is finished but I won't talk about that now... OMG). My new favorite way to procrastinate is to search the internet for fun things to do, places to go etc in the town I'll be staying in. I CAN'T WAIT! It looks like such a cool place. I was looking at some of the clubs and some don't open until 3am. WHAT?! Usually by half 1 I'm getting sleepy and thinking about home. Seriously going to have to start training myself to stay up late. So so excited. I'm really looking forward to meeting the family as well, just still hoping we get along!
I got and email from a summer camp in Spain asking if I'd like to work for them for a few weeks in August which would suit me really well. Only problem is the flights are crazy expensive. I'm going to email and see if they cover the cost. Doubt it, but worth a try!
The sun, the fact I'm so close to finishing uni and going to Spain and life being good in general = a happy me!
Currently listening to this old favorite:
I LOVE SUMMER!
Kisses
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