I have yet again neglected my blog for a stupidly long period of time. So long that I had to change the title of it. Unfortunately I am no longer a ‘teenage blogaholic’. I’m now twenty. Or twenteen as my friend Jordan pointed out on my birthday. It seems choosing a blog title is harder than you think.
So, blogging will commence. After this bar crawl tonight of course.
So Victoria Beckham has waited all these years to have a girl. She finally has one and gives it a name that could easily be mistaken for a boy’s. Well done.
Harper Seven Beckham. Seriously?
I didn’t know the guy but RIP. Horrible thing to happen in your hometown. I walked past the place 5 minutes before it happened. Sends shivers up your spine. Another young life lost this week, the world is such a sick place. My thoughts are with his family and friends, from the pages I’ve seen on Facebook it seems he’s leaving behind a lot of them.
I’m having a right ‘mare today. First the Olympic tickets website and now Big Yellow Self Storage! But despite busy websites and lost room reservations, I have managed to keep cheerful.
Casually flicking through the channels, BBC2 - Animal Park. When trying to find out if a snake was a boy or a girl…
“The most common way to sex a snake is with a probe.”
God knows what goes on at that Longleat place…
It worries me that I still well up at Gavin and Stacey’s wedding. God knows how I’ll survive my own, I’ll be a wreck.
In other news, I’m watching far too much television. And I’m a massive sop.
1. Complete boredom results in extra eating
2. Being at home means better and (more importantly) free food
3. A combination of boredom, overeating and general laziness will mean little motivation to exercise.
It’s gone midnight and I’m making instant noodles. Not just one packet, two.
The only time my blog gets attention? When I’m ridiculously bored.
Long, boring summer = sudden return to blogging.
It doesn’t surprise me that I’m only a week into my summer holiday and I’m already bored. University has overhauled my life in so many ways, it’s had more of an impact than I ever thought it would. And now I’m sitting here at home, I don’t know how to fit back in. Nothing’s changed really, I’m even going back to my old job. But it’s just not right. God knows how I’m going to cope at the end of third year when I have to leave it for good.
Mehh, that sounds depressing. It’s not like my summer’s going to be pants. Despite the complete lack of a holiday I’ve got loads planned. I’m so glad I’m going back to ELC. I’ve missed that place so much along with all the people in it. It’ll be nice to be earning and to have something to do each week. Seeing all my old friends in the south will be lovely too, as well as scaling the country seeing new trent friends.
Still, hopefully it’ll fly. I never thought I’d be so desperate to get back to some form of education. Worrying times.
Guess what, I’ve been lazy with my blogging again. My apologies.
I made a last minute decision to go home today. It was my mum’s birthday on Wednesday. With me in Nottingham and my sister on holiday in New York I knew I had to go all out. So after finding out I had the weekend off on Thursday night I hopped on a train at 10am this morning back to London town.
The look on my mum’s face when she drove up and saw me standing on the doorstep. Priceless. She burst into tears. It made my day that’s for sure, seeing her so happy. And with the sister back tomorrow this is gonna be a great birthday for her :) Definitely worth the £40 return train ticket.
In other news I got in a washing machine when drunk on Tuesday and then met Benga and Skream from Magnetic Man. Not too shabby. Don’t ever let me play Centurion again though…
Day three - a photo that makes you happy
So many photos make me smile, I’m lucky to be spoilt for choice. But the CBJ Night photos always provide some good laughs. They also remind me how lucky I am to have such a great group of coursemates. This one was the last CBJ Night of 2010, which pretty legendary despite the poor turnout due to the snow. And George’s face is utter win.
