... in which I got the love!

I had such a fun day yesterday after I left work. I ran (drove) to my old place of work... Costa Ruislip.

The newly refurbished Costa Ruilip, akshully. But that's not the important bit. The important bit is that Suzy and Alyssa were there waiting for me on new squishy sofas. And so was Jack, but he was actually working :)

So we drank coffee and nommed the nice food and had a catch up. And we phoned Hayley because she should have been there but wasn't. So we phoned her to forgive her.

Then! Sarah turned up. Sarah moved from Ruislip to Lincolnshire about a year ago and we hadn't seen her since, but in some weird twist of fate she was back in the area to pick up a laptop from being repaired. So that was a strange but nice coincidence.

And Nicky was there too. It was like a big AWESOME reunion :)

When Jack finished work the four of us bundled into my (tiny but clean clean clean) car and we went to Moons to eat chips and have a drink and laugh more about when we used to be hungover or drunk at work - back in our crazy young days!

And then sadly we all had to go our separate ways. Which made me sad, cause I love them so much, but we'll do it again soon, so there is less sad than there otherwise would be.

Today I am going to the cinema with Johnboy, Leigh and Alice to see the Scott Pilgrim one that I'm mildy curious about and John is desperate to see. It'll be interesting.

In the evening we'll be going to Moons. Haha, I love that place.

Have a good weekend!

... in which I hope I'm at least a little coherant

INCEPTION FTW!

Ooh la la, I was absolutely blown away.

And it was doubly nice because it followed a delicious meal with John.

The beginning of my evening contained a little bit of fail however. I began at Ann's house where the three of us - Nas included - baked some brownies and then got into a couple of lengthy discussions (at least one was about brownies) which made me late leaving to get back to Ruislip.

When I finally got around to leaving, the deadly combination of rush hour and chubby rain meant that I pulled out of her road into gridlock. Excellent.

But that shouldn't have been a problem, after all I'm a very patient person *snort* and I've stomached many a traffic jam before. Except that Baby (my car) was pretty much running on empty and my nifty petrol button was telling me I had 7 miles of petrol left in the tank.

That number fell to 6 before I'd moved even ten yards. At one point (not much further on) it fell to 4 and I'd barely moved in the last 10 minutes, so I began to get frantic and I resorted to something I'd not done since the days of driving my Polo.

I patted the dashboard and offered words of encouragement. And I'm not saying that my car has ears or anything, but I did get to the nearest petrol station in time :)

Happy ending.

...in which I long for good health

So the last couple of weeks have been eventful.

There was mine and John's year anniversary which was overall completely lovely :)I'm very very lucky.

And then came Glastonbury which was massive amounts of fun.

The 8 hour journey back from Glasto which involved hours of queueing, smoke pouring out of the car engine, rain, a flat tyre, hunger and tiredness was not so fun.

Nor were the health problems that followed. I managed to grow myself a lovely abscess on the bottom of my spine which turned out to be the most painful thing ever. So I've been in and out of the doctors and on mega-antibiotics. Then I got an epic cold and a sexy chesty cough. And finally my wisdom tooth began to feel left out so decided to push through my gums a little more and make my face swell up. Joy.

So I've been pretty much housebound for the last week except for doctors trip and an attempt to go to work which resulted in being sent home. But John has given me temporary custody of his iPod touch which allowed me to complete Myst, beat his score on Flight Control and generally become a Peggle Queen.

Fun.

It's about 2 weeks until I get to go to Sweden which is very cool. Yay!

...in which I has optimism

Oh hai! ^.^

I'm on an epic break from work at the moment, no classes til 1.15. So I'm being a little bit productive.

Things are good at the moment. On Wednesday is mine and John's year anniversary which is very exciting. I'm not in the know yet about how we're spending the day but I'm really looking forward to it :)

And the day after that I'm off to Glastonbury festival which is also falling into the FUN category. Have got most things ready for that now. Still need a camera though.

Aaaaand it's also a month before me and Johnboy go to Sweden, about which I'm twitching with excitement. A whole week somewhere that's not here is gonna be amazing. Double amazing coz I'll be with my favourite person.

After today I only have 2 more days working at the college before the students break up for summer. Am a little bit sad about that, but mostly relieved.

Tomorrow I havea job interview. It's my back-up plan for when I don't get into uni and I'm pretty sure that I won't. C'est la vie.

This summer will be full of epic win hopefully.

...in which I dream

Considering the fact that I was waking up at 5.30am today to go to work (a vile time of morning to get up for a job you don't want to do), I was in quite a good mood when I got out of bed. Couldn't really figure out why though.

Then I remembered that John had been in my dream, which is always nice.

Went to work, almost became the first person ever to die from hayfever, had a bit of a giggle, but mostly worked my botty off.

And on my break I was reading a book on David Bowie and one of the paragraphs was all "blah blah blah Bowie concert tickets" and suddenly my whole dream came flooding back to me. Me and John were buying Bowie tickets because he decided to make my entire life and tour again.

I'm now unbelievably gutted that it's just a dream.

Why oh why is he not touring? It really gives me the hump.

I am so tired :]

...in which I should have posted a spoiler alert

I'm gonna say something I say a lot.... long time, no blog!

I feel lazy.

What has happened? One of the things that's happened right off the top of my head is a weekend in Ascot with my all round amazing boyfriend. We had The Fun, yes we did, had some lovely meals, got some sunshine, visited Staines (lol) and generally had a nice time. And it coincided with our 11 month anniversary :]

Chelsea won, yay.

In the last week I've been drunk 3 times. I feel a bit like I'm growing out of it. I hadn't been drunk for ages up until this week. Don't think my body was very happy about it all. But c'est la vie.

Am seeing John tonight, and I've baked little choc chip muffins. He has about 20 minutes before he finishes work and I hope he doesn't read this before then and spoil the muffiny surprise.

...in which I consider new plans of action

Hai.


Time to spill my thoughts in blog form. I watched Amelie again the other night and it made me want to move to Paris, become an artist, and spend all day painting and visiting boulangeries. Would be nice. Or writing. A career as a writer would be so much fun I reckon. I wish I was better at it.


Both of my current jobs are poo. I've started to dread going to sleep when I know I have to wake up to work the next day. This is why my new plan inolves winning a vast amount of money on the lottery. And this vast amount of money will let me jack both jobs in, and get a couple of cats :]


I'm going to Sweden in July with John (he just text me as I was typing that... how spooky) and I'm hilariously excited. Neither of us have been before, or know anyone whose been so it's all new and exciting and yay. I can't wait to go!


I've almost finished reading The Odyssey by Homer. I didn't think I'd enjoy it but I've really loved it, might try and get my hands on the Iliad too. Greek people are so cool.

...in which I'm not sure I'm using the best possible writing style

Thursday; whilst on the North Circular (which is a scary road btw) I got into a dispute with a bus and lost my wing mirror as a result. But was a brave little soul and continued my journey to Chingford without it and then valiantly made the journey home... still without it. I missed it, and cried a little bit.


Friday; began work at 6.30 am. Which is always a joy. Had a bad morning at work generally, made better by the fact that my mum had run off with my car to get the wing mirror fixed. Got home at 12, finished packing for Brighton, created an accidental gash in my knee that didn't stop bleeding until about halfway through the journey to Brighton. Good so far. But me, John and Baby (the car) ended up in Brighton still in one piece. And the sun was out. Had a lovely chilled afternoon/evening with John and fell asleep watching Friends.


Saturday; woke up to sun, huzzah! Went for a lovely fry-up, hit the beach a little, did some more relaxing and then joined my cousin and her mates for birthday celebrations in bars and clubs and stuff. Re-opened the gash in my knee and ended the night by hobbling back to our hotel room to fall asleep to Pokemon movies. Epic win.


Sunday; we waited about an hour in the sun for burgers, which, like I just mentioned, took an hour to get to us, but were very nice when they arrived. Took a stroll on the beach, bought some David Bowie LPs and refrained from buying a little person's Bowie t-shirt for the baby I'm not planning on having for a good few years yet. Headed home in the sun, even though we wanted to stay, and stopped off in Rickmansworth from drinkies before arriving home and ending our lovely trip.


Today is Monday.


Back to work.


I hate work.


But I loved my weekend.

...in which I should be disappointed

Today is a day where I feel like I've done loads, and I feel like there's loads of little jobs I needed to do that I've gone and done. But I haven't actually done them.

Except clean my fishtank. I just did that and now have two smiley fishes.

This isn't good. Literally in the last minute I've developed the shakes from being hungry. I didn't realise I was this hungry and shakes-hungry is a bit extreme, so I need to sort some food out asap.

Was Greek Easter yesterday so me and John partook in BBQing (or rather, BBQ eating), smashing eggs and feeling Greek... but maybe that last one was just me.

Oh my, I'm gonna have to take a break to find some food.

Back :)

Oh, what else? Yeah I'm going to Brighton at the weekend with John, which is the only thing getting me through a week full of work. Urgh.

...in which I write a blog about blogs

I've been better at updating my LiveJournal recently and in the four days off that I just enjoyed I got to flicking back through my past entries.

It was all a little bit fascinating until we hit some angst. Oh my God. But one of my entries cracked me up a little... you must bear in mind I was going through the most hideous break up in history, my dad was on my case about "not doing enough uni work" and I was not getting along with mon petite frere at all.

"Ugh, I gotta go to work now. Sucks. But I get to work with Jack which is cool coz we have a lot of stupid fun. It's a shame he's leaving soon coz at the moment he's the only male I spend time with who doesn't make me want to smash things."

And even though he left work and I left work twice we're still working together o.O and the fun just gets continually more stupid. I wish he was my cool older brother.. even though he's younger than me. I've already adopted myself a couple of sisters from that place... why not a brother too?

I'm the only person I know who doesn't have a sister. Except my mum. But she might have a step-sister. I should check this out. I'd really like a sister.

Oooh, dare I say it. Work is ok right now. I'm really enjoying not working at the college right now. Many many things about working at Costa get on my nerves but my team are so much love.

BUT OH EM GEE. More importantly, lent end tomorrow, what with it being Easter and all, and I can finally eat meat again. I'm gonna have a burger :]

And I get to spend two days with John, my favourite of all hooman beings.

...in which I am suffering nostalgia (again)

I could easily list 100 reasons why I love David Bowie so much.

This is one of them.




I love this song <3

But for every reason I have for loving him, I've got two for loving John. And John is my absolute favourite :]

...in which the angst ebbs away :)

'lo.

This multi-blogging. I have Myspace open in the window behind me and I'll be writing a blog on there immediatey after I'm finished here.

So... it's been a strange couple of weeks since I last blogged over here. University applications got up my nose to the point where I quite fancied not educating myself any further and being a kept woman instead. The angst that was created was phenomenal, but it wasn't really helped by crap day after crap day at work (both jobs were being a bit poo) and coming home each day to find another fishy was dead.

BUT. Now I'm on top if it (I hope). I have my forms laid out all nicely, they just need one more bit filled in before I can stamp up the envelopes and send them off. Plus I sorted out my references (again, hopefully) and filled in some forms for the student loan company who've been on my case a lot.

Tomorrow is the day for sending it all off and being relieved of the stress.

My parentals went away, leaving me and my brother a free house for the first time EVER. I loved it. John stayed over almost all weekend and we lolled out in the living room eating crap and playing Warcraft all the livelong day. Yummy. I need to move out very soon.

Oh yeah, I love Warcraft.

I hate being vegetarian, I'm so bored of no meat.

I'm going to Italy with John :)

...in which I don't moan about University applications :)

Oooo story time :)

My weekend has been well nice... was given it off work without asking because I had holiday pay to use up. Lovely. Most of it was spent with John, with general awesomeness occurring.

To be a bit more specific, some of the awesomeness that we partook in was the buying of new fishys for our tank. Sheldon and Ruby needed company so we headed to le pet store (where I also spent £8 on a toy pineapple for the tank... saving money, WTG!) and picked out three new fishys. They are Moss, Remmington and Fifa.

I got my XBox back today from my brother so I'm feeling a bout of Halo coming on. To be fair, it's years since I've laid hands on it, I can't fully remember what games I have.

Back to work at job no.2 tomorrow. McJoy. But I bet I can get loads of reading done on my breaks. Sometimes I consider taking my laptop in because I'm sure that in the space of 3 working days I could complete something like Pharoah. Let's see.....

...in which I procrastinate

I blame my iPod. It's playing sheer awesomeness which prevents me from writing a coherant personal statement for uni shindigs.

I've just packaged up my old iPod with all it's accessories et al in it's original box to give to my mum because she thinks she could give it a good home. It brought back many happy memories of getting it. I adored it so much I feared it would implode.

I digress. My weekend was amazing, even the part where I had to work on Saturday morning. My lunch break was interrupted by the arrival of 12 red roses from John which made me well smiley for the rest of my shift. And the day continued to be awesome with a short train journey to a surprise stay in the Marriot on Park Lane for the night :) was pretty amazing. I am so lucky.

Work yesterday and tomorrow, but day off today which is nice. I have stuffs to do and I'll be getting on with them shortly. I have budgies to pamper, fish to tickle, personal statements to write, Mini's to send on holiday and then I have to pop into old!Costa to see Alyssa on her last day there and then scramble into London to meet uni!friends who I'm missing and looking forward to catching up with.

:)

...in which I think about food (for a change)

Hello. I'm blogging in bullet point form today.

1. I'm hungry

2. I'm currently drinking a cup of boiling water with a wine gum in it. No seriously. This is my mums advice on beating the lurgy I've aqcuired

3. It's not nice

4. Today I wrote some more of my novel in one of many breaks that I took

5. On that break I drank tea and ate a well nice cookie :)

6. A week tomorrow I'm going to Portugal with John, which is hundreds of different kinds of awesome

7. I might be changing my opinion in this silly wine gum concoction. It's not bad

8. I might set up my fishtank in a while. For my new fishys

...in which I greet a new year!

Hello avid readers (I can see you) and happy 2009 to you.

And goodbye 2008. You started off rather rubbish but gradually got better and then morphed into amazing.

I finished my degree with upper second class honours, had a spiffy graduation, went to Ibiza, went to Glastonbury Festival, went to the pub lots, went to work hungover a lot, applied for flight school, got a new car, met new people and made new friends, made some good decisions, busted some wicked dance moves, tried new drinks, saw new places, got new piercings and turned 21. Boo yeah.

Not only did I do all of that but I also acquired a rather amazing, gorgeous boyfriend. And we have had all of The Fun. It would take a whole other entry to list all of the massively cool stuff we did, so just take my word for it that it's been awesome, and hopefully will continue to be.

And already 2009 is looking to be fabulous. My birthday is in 10 days time, I have a flying lesson to take, I have a holiday to Portugal booked with the afforementioned boyfriend, a ticket to Glastonbury festival, a new job starting, the possibility of doing a masters to name a few.

Happy New Year :)