I am...

...neglectful of blogs.

Um, guys...

...could you not have been a little more original with the old album artwork?

Today...

...I think I stumbled into Filton's gay capital.
WHO KNEW??!

That model...

...in the purple features in my blog more times than I'd like. I'm almost tempted to hunt new pics of the bags that don't include her, just so that she is less of a prominant feature in my recent posts.

Neglect!

I am such a blog neglecter! Quite obviously I've been busy, and I actually really like it. After 3 years of doing not a great deal, I actually have somewhere to be everyday and things to think about.

In bag news, I pretty much got screwed over by the opening of Cabot Circus (http://www.cabotcircus.com/) as every shop seemed to be rammed full of Paul's Boutique bags. For a while I was very against having the same bag as everyone else in Bristol, until I saw one that completely stole my heart and I just could not resist purchasing it. It is essentially this bag...

Only instead of the rubbish 'I ♥ PB' patch, it has an 'I Hate Your Band' patch and a skull patch on each time. I love love love it.

Other than shopping, there has been schooling. The first 2 weeks of my placement have been good...I now know that this year really is going to be every bit as hard as I thought. School seems to be on my mind mostly all of the time. On several occasions I've been lying in bed, drifting off to sleep when suddenly I'll have an idea for a lesson or an activity, so I'll turn on the light and frantically scrabble about for a piece of paper so I can get my idea down and attempt to return to sleep. I should probably try to remember not to let it take over my life.

At school one of the Geography teachers mentioned how she recently went 'letterboxing' on Dartmoor. I Googled it and oh my god, it sounds like the geekiest yet funnest thing ever (http://www.dartmoorletterboxing.org/history%20of%20Letterboxing.htm). I would never have thought that running around Dartmoor would sound like fun, but this makes it sound like a massive treasure hunt, which is awesome. I might make my Dad go with me sometime (I would almost certainly die on Dartmoor without a relatively well skilled walker to help me map read and not get lost!)

Umm, that is all. I might drag myself out of bed, get breakfast and go shopping now.

I want...

...a Paul's Boutique bag. Either one of these two will do...

I passed!

I passed I passed I passed!!! My PGCE place is confirmed!!

Rant. Rant rant rant.

The zip on my hoody smells like blood, which is pretty gross. I'm hoping it smells that way because of the metal, not because my hoody has been some sort of crime scene.

Started uni yesterday. Any excitement/enjoyment that I may be feeling is overshadowed by the knowledge that I might not be able to continue the course after next week as I'm still awaiting my final degree results. Fucking sucks.

I just realised I actually have very little to say, but some current annoyances are...

• girls shaving their eyebrows off just to draw them back in at some absurd and unnatural jaunty angle.
• people refering to being twenty as being "twenteen". Does it really matter that you're no longer a teenager? REALLY?
• anyone that says they're confused, and then adds ".com". Mimicking a bad advert is just plain irritating.
• the annoying response of "Not three bad" to the question of "How are you?". In no other situations do people think it's funny to replace the word to/too/two with the number three, so why exactly do people do it in this situation?

Aaargh. All so so annoying. I think I've annoyed myself just by thinking about those things. Time for a hot bath and a trashy magazine I think.

I hate noise.

I am currently eyeing up my next door neighbours grand children. Not in a sexual paedophile sort of a way you understand, more of a "if I had a sniper rifle, I would take those bitches out straight away" sort of a way.

Basically, the little shits are staying there over the summer holidays and my days at home are now filled with the screams of children. This morning I was awoken an 8.45am by one of said shits bouncing a ball very loudly for at least thirty minutes. This is not how I want my days to start. I should add perhaps that there is a rather large grassy field approximately three minutes away from my house, so there is no excuse for them disturbing my life in any way.

Fuckers.

Black WET Cats and SOAKED Gutter Rats.

I may be feeling some resentment towards the weather right now. England is not meant to have a monsoon season. I've had to replan the boys birthday celebration as I'm pretty sure a bbq in the cold and rain will just suck ass. Also, we're going on holiday to Cornwall for a week, and I'm pretty sure we'll end up insanely wet and bored in our absolutely-tiny-waterfront-cottage-with-awesome-views. Escaping the city will ne nice though, but I'm genuinely concerned about how I'll survive a week with no internet. Sad but true.

It's gone midday so I should probably get up and dressed as I have to hand in Dissertation: Round Two. I also have to get it bound AGAIN, only this time it's going to cost me £8+ instead of £1.50. Boo.

And Jose, BLOG YOU FUCKER!

I totally forgot to title this one.

I've changed my hair colour again.

I went from the pink to a rubbish natural look of brown with highlights. It looked wank but I least know I know that natural colour hair does not suit me in any way. Now my hair's a really deep red/orange. Deep but bright if you know what I mean? I'll post a pic next time...sometime. Whenever.

I'm currently reworking my dissertation. Well, slightly reworking it. Technically it didn't fail, but stupid other shit dragged my grade down and I want to make it a little bit better to make sure it passes. I'm suffering from EXTREME paranoia that my attempts to make it better will in actual fact make it worse.

I want to complain about the weather, but I realy can't be bothered. This pic alone will have to sum up British Summer 08 for you though...



Wet. Rain. Wank. It sucks.

This is making me uneasy.

I never share my blog. And now I have.

It's been too long since I last blogged. I'm pretty sure over a month in unacceptable. My blog has probably started to rust since it was last in use. Anyway, newa. Umm...

Saw The Dark Knight. IMAX is awesome. I felt like i was looking out of a window onto the action or something. Massive screens FTW. And Christian Bale as Bruce Wayne = really really hot. I have no attraction to Christian Bale normally, I mean, he looks awful with a shaved head and facial hair, but I really cannot deny my attraction to him in this movie.

I recently had candy floss pink hair...

...which was nice for the short time it lasted.

I also bought an awesome dress. Admittedly the awesome dress is not the main subject of this picture. Than honour goes to the white wall to the left of the shot. I think this picture is a shining example of my poor photographic skills.

That was taken last night, before going out for dinner to La Tasca. It was all going well until the boy encountered numerous bits of plastic is our tapas. Not being particularly fussy diners, we continued with our food, and at the end when the waiter came to clear our table, I mentioned it. More in a "You should know this so it doesn't happen to anyone else" sort of a way rather than an "I'm mad at you, discount my bill and profusely apologise" way. The waiter instantly fetched the manager who studies the bits of plastic before announcing to me that "We don't serve plastic though". What a genius response. So helpful. So insightful. We got free coffee and dessert though, so yay.

Shit, it's 2.44am. I should probably sleep.

OH SHIT, I had my eyebrows threaded today (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Threading_(epilation). That sounds wrong. It makes it sound like somone sewed them up or something, but anyway. Anyway, IT HURT. Like as in, really rather a lot. I've read reviews that say it's less painful than waxing and plucking, but I'm thinking not. I mean it was bearable, but far from pleasant. That being said, I totally would do it again as my eyebrows are looking pretty sharp right now.

Jose!

Make your blogs more interesting!

And do not mock mine!

Oh man...

...I'm bored as shit. I think everyone's living it up in their secret Sunday club again :(

Is it weird...

...that I know what song I want to walk down the aisle to despite the fact I have...

a) no desire to get married in the forseeable future
b) no wedding obsession
c) no other wedding ideas whatsoever

It's just the song. Weird? Not weird?

Ether...

...is fucking awesome. I love it.
Man, sometimes AFI excite me so much <3

Stop!

Stop looking for my blog Jack!!!!

I love what you do to my head...

Hopefully booking a holiday soon. I haven't properly been away for years, so going away should be awesome and long overdue. David is determined to prove that my holiday curse is ficticious and I'm more than happy to be proved wrong, but we'll see!

I realised how much I adore internet snooping. I know I probably shouldn't take such great pleasure in looking at other peoples inane blogs about their inane lives, but it's so satisfying, especially when it's someone I dislike. Plus if they're blogging on a public site, I guess it's fair game. And I assume people may do that with this blog (although judging by the number of profile views, maybe not! Plus I've never advertised this blog in a way that suggests I am in anyway proud of it or it's contents). Peoples myspace/facebook profile and converstaions are also fair game if they don't have the sense to make them private actually. So basically it's fine to stalk people if they give you the tools to do so! Haha.

I got accepted to do my PGCE, so I'll be doing that in September, pending a degree pass of course. It's made my desire to get a new tattoo somewhat troublesome though as it can't be anywhere too visible. I'm trying to decide if wearing long sleeves for my working life is a sacrifice I'm willing to make (I know it seems trivial, but I like short sleeves in summer!!).

I'm sure I meant to blog about something else. I quite like the clip of the new AFI song from the EP. I really wish they'd stop pissing about and just release the damn thing as I'm losing interest slightly, but I assume it's in the hands of the record company rather than them personally. Lame.

xxxx

Perez Hilton...

...replied to my email! Fuck yeah, I love Perez.

<3

/end.

My degree is over! After 3 years of (hard?) work I'm finally free to read and watch what I want without always having the thought in the back of my mind that I should be doing work instead.

The worry about my final mark has kicked in sooner than I expected though, and I'm already concerned that I'll get a bad grade and these years will have effectively been a total waste of time. I find out in about 6 weeks when results are released, so fingers crossed.

Other recent events have included a fake tanning disaster. I think I've learnt my lesson. My legs looked fucking horrific, but thankfully it's fading now =)

Oh yeah, and since my lastpost, it really has become sunny as hell. Summer FTW.

I love this time of year.

The trees look amazing. The new leaves aren't fully out yet, so you can still see the trunk and branches through the mass of green. The contrast of bright green on what appears from a distnace to be black looks so cool. I always notice this when I'm driving on the motorway.

The air also smells so fucking good. Every window in my house is open even though it's well gone 9.30pm.

It just needs to get sunny as hell now.

Fuck.

I really can't do this essay.

Plus my obsession with aforementioned The Cure song is verging on utterly ridiculous.

I love what you do to my heart.

I have an essay to write. So I am blogging. It's always the same. ALWAYS.

I saw Against Me! the other week. During one of the not-so-great support bands, I took this pic of me...

I quite like the startled look on my face. Not as much as I enjoy the fact that uni is nearly over. Freedom will be quite a novelty. Although I imagine freedom from uni only leads to the imprisonment of employment.

A certain AFI member blogged about the new The Cure single. It sounds fucking awesome http://www.thecure.com/. I've been listening to it on a loop for the past 20 minutes at least. <333

Oh yeah, I joined the gym. I actually think I quite enjoy it so hopefully I'll keep going. One day I may be able to go to the gym wearing nothing but shorts and a tiny lycra crop top. I want to look like this bird, only without the bad smile

And I'm not too fond of her tan either. But I'm sure you get the idea.

And I really need to stop listening to this song. Fuck, it's not even a whole song, just a clip. I'm way too obsessive sometimes :(

<3

/end

Why...

...do I have a crush on Noel Fielding?

Oh fuck it, he looks hot here...

Yummy.

Eek

I'm getting pretty excited as in 6 days time I'm seeing Tiger Army (again! It appears to have become an annual thing...)

Excited but a little nervous though. There are going to be people there that I know and haven't seen for a long time it'll be the usual AFI people that I haven't seen since about April 2007. I have had good times with all the people that I know that are going, but I know there's at lest one person going that resents me for numerous reasons.

I just hope it's awesome and that there's no atmosphere, no awkwardness and no shit!

<3

PS. What the frick is that banging noise I can hear? I'm hoping it's the mental birds in the loft...

Birthday Wishlist

My birthday is fast approaching, and despite the fact I sincerely doubt I shall receive any of these things, these are some things that I really would quite like...


This bag is rather brightly coloured...bright by my standards anyway. I figure it'd be cute for summer.

Cute necklace. I have one the same but with a different design, but a change would be good.This pic has come out tiny. This bag is actually a giant weekend bag. It's beautiful!

This is the necklace I dream about. LOOK AT IT! What more could you want? What more could you ever possibly need? It's perfect. One day. One day...

These shoes if they were black.

AFI to come and play a few dates. I miss them! No fun times like AFI fun times!

Lots of this please!

Haha, I look so spoilt/materialistic. In reality I'd be happy with any one of these things. I won't get any, but it's always more fun not knowing what you're actually getting.

xxxx

I'm pretty sure...

...I should stop trying to convince myself that my dissertation's going okay. 3,481 words out of 10,000 really isn't that good at all :(

Also, bleaching seems to do very curious things to ones hair. Other than the obvious side effects...the being blonde and the slightly poorer condition, my hair now seems to have the ability to stand on end with far greater ease than ever before. There is not a single hair product in my hair, but if I stick a bit up, it seems to stay there for considerably longer than it would have done in it's pre-bleached state. Weird.

Procrastination is every students favorite game...

...and I am no different.

I have 1400 words of a 2000 word essay done and I'm pretty sure they're all worthless. It's one of those times where I know the answer to the question, but putting the answers into coherent sentences is proving incredibly difficult, hence me distracting myself (EVERYONE NEEDS TO TAKE BREAKS!!)


On this particular break I took a trip up to a local frozen food store (no, not a supermarket, a shop dedicated solely to processed goods =( ) to purchase some chocolate. Whilst queuing to purchase my 'brain food', one of the shop assistants was in the process of writing a sign for the staff. Halfway through writing this sign, she looks up at her fellow shop assistant, looks back at her sign and informs aforementioned co-worker that "I think I've spelt 'tidy' wrong"

kjfjkdbckvnfds;kvjs'fa;kdnv'dc;v

How can 'tidy' wrong?!??? Tydy? Tydeee? Tidee?
I DO NOT UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!


In other news, Center Parcs was ace. I want to live forever in a woodland holiday community, but alas, I cannot. Swimming every night was brilliant though, and having no internet connection and minimal phone reception was somewhat liberating (although maybe not very practical as when I got home I did learn that I had almost made the mistake of burning the house down...)

Center Parcs - Feb/March 08

I also just went to read Mr. Jade Puget's blog and his mention of Decemberunderground instrumentals has led me to listen to Decemberunderground, which has in turn made me miss AFI a great deal. I desperately want them to come back soon and do some shows (wishful thinking I know), but despite this I am almost certain that I could never have as much fun as I did during the 2006/2007 shows. I think some of those times (Maida Vale specifically), were once in a lifetime experiences that I am so SO grateful to have had.

One of my main aprehensions about applying to become a teacher is that I will have responsibilities, I will be a real person who will not be able to just take a week or two off when my favrite band tours in order to go and see as many shows as possible. Maybe I'll just invent a reoccuring medical problem that results in having to take extra time off work? There is definately something that makes me uneasy about having set holiday time (yes, I know teachers get far more weeks off work that people with other jobs, and I'm not complaing, just commenting!). I have no idea why I am saying this though as I haven't even been accepted onto any PGCE course yet, so it may not even be an issue ever.

Ah yes, and the leopard print bag is indeed mine. It is brilliant and beautiful. Definately worth purchasing <3

It's awesome when...

...your boyfriend buys you the blanket you want. Yes. I like blankets.

I'm an old lady, okay?? Sitting online wrapped in a giant purple blanket is perfectly acceptable in my eyes.

I want this bag...

And hopefully by the time I wake up it will be mine.

Oh fucking hell

I'm bored as hell.

I have a shit load of dissertation work I need to do but after being at uni all day, I'm really not up to it. I have Thursday planned for some hardcore dissertation work, so I don't feel too bad about slacking tonight (tonight and for the previous 3 months...)

So with no uni work planned and no boyfriend tonight, I have NOTHING to do tonight. I also had nothing to do last night so the shine of having nothing to do and chilling out by myself has worn off. It's too last minute to arrange to see any friends, I don't have enough money to go shopping, there's nothing on TV, I'm bored of the internet and there's no DVD's I want to see. The only thing I want to watch is 24, but there's no way I'm geting into that as it'll take over my life and there's no way any uni work will ever get done. Instead I will end up dedicating my life to Bauer.

Argh, so what to do?

This week...

...I've been to the cinema 3 times. I've seen...

• Sweeney Todd
• Cloverfield
• Juno

Cloverfield and Juno ruled. Juno had so many awesome lines, 'pork sword' is now my new favorite term for penis. I had dreams about Cloverfiels after I saw it, so it must've been good. Sweeney Todd was visually awesome, but the singing bored me a bit.

Oh man, and two of my friends have had relationships break-ups in the last week. I didn't realise February was also a break-up minefield. I thought it was just October/November time!

<3

Aaargh!

I just went for a run. It was so embarrassingly short that classifying it as 'a run' is probably an exaggeration, but I left my house in trainers and leggings and travelled at a pace slightly faster that what is normal for me, and I managed to break a sweat.

However short it was, I'm still pretty certain that my muscles are going to be hurting tomorrow. Running and a cheese free diet...if I don't see any results in a couple of weeks I will so not be happy (and FYI, it's not like cutting out cheese is my only dieting tactic!)

Why is it...

...that every time I try to diet, all my food is eaten off a spoon and served in a bowl??
Soup, cereal, fruit.......

Holy Shit

I am in the presence of sunshine. I'm lying in bed with my window slightly open and I can feel some hint of warmth. I'm almost more excited about the brightness.
Okay, this may not sound very exciting, I mean sun, big deal. BUT, it is a big deal as I swear there's been nothing but crappy ass rain for the past month. This makes me remember that there actually is a sun, and that in about 4 months time, summer should be almost here. Not that I'm expecting much as well...it's England.

What else? Umm...going to Center Parcs in a month (I hate that they spell it like that :( ) I have a month to make myself look good in a bikini. Also, in the end Center Parcs won over Tegan and Sara. In the end I figured I could do with the money I'll hopefully make from selling the tickets.

And I never did find out what happened in the second episode of Diagnosis Murder

My boyfriend...

...is beautiful.

Getting sent home from work equals...

...lying in bed watching Diagnosis Murder. What is so not cool is that it's a 2 part episode and I'm working tomorrow so I'm never going to know what happens :(
If by any chance, anyone does know what happens in part 2 of the episode where the old doctor dude gets kidnapped by a (seemingly innocent) guy that's been charged with murdering his wife, let me know asap!

Oh man, and I really should get off my ass and write my personal statement for my PGCE application form. I can't decide whether my procrastination is down to sheer laziness or the fear that if I do get accepted, it'll turn out that I'm a rubbish teacher. One of those teachers who's lessons you look forward to because you know you won't have to do shit all as they are utterly incapableof controlling their class. Eek!

What else? Umm, just got TA tickets for their UK show. I really don't think a year would be complete without a Tiger Army show. I think I've seen them every year since I was 18. I also just found out that the Tegan and Sara showI have tickets for clashes with a friends birthday weekend at Center Parcs (http://www.centerparcs.co.uk/villages/longleat/index.jsp). Do I...

a) Miss the show. I missed their tour last time and I was/am really REALLY excited about seeing them.
b) Miss the weekend away. This would mean a lot of fun would happen without me.
c) Cut the weekend short by a day and go to the show (this would mean paying for 4 days and only really staying 2.5)
d) Buy tickets for another date on the tour that is probably 3 times as far away that the show I currently have tickets for. This way I get to do both but it's at a price!

With Option D, there's always the possibility I'll love the show so much, I'll have to see them at the show I already have tickets for AS WELL! Unless of course I sell the tickets for that show. ADVISE ME!!!

<3