That in mind, however, I really lack things to say and so I'll leave you with a picture of Ian Hislop's hilarious plasticine face. Woo!
Tuesday, 1 June 2010
you've got red on you
I'm REALLY happy at the moment. Brillo pads!
That in mind, however, I really lack things to say and so I'll leave you with a picture of Ian Hislop's hilarious plasticine face. Woo!
That in mind, however, I really lack things to say and so I'll leave you with a picture of Ian Hislop's hilarious plasticine face. Woo!
Tuesday, 25 May 2010
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
let me get what I want
College is killing me; too much stuff to do. Home life is also killing me; too much stuff to do, nothing I can do about any of it. Hate this feeling of uselessness.
I'm going to leave the blog for a bit because I don't want to be hugely self indulgent and use it to whine and moan about my problems. I know I don't have to use it for those things but, honestly, right now, the way my head is, that's all it would be. Post after post of the sorrowful Sarah show. Instead I'll just post the odd cute picture of Doug until my life is slightly more in order.
(This also means that people will stop resenting me for being so gosh darned depressed, despite me having complete reason to be! Whoop-de-freakin-doo)
I'm going to leave the blog for a bit because I don't want to be hugely self indulgent and use it to whine and moan about my problems. I know I don't have to use it for those things but, honestly, right now, the way my head is, that's all it would be. Post after post of the sorrowful Sarah show. Instead I'll just post the odd cute picture of Doug until my life is slightly more in order.
(This also means that people will stop resenting me for being so gosh darned depressed, despite me having complete reason to be! Whoop-de-freakin-doo)
Thursday, 6 May 2010
sewing kit
Off to college in a bit, thank god. Should do me good to get out the house and interact with someone other than Douglas the kitten and my mum.
Originally, we were meant to be filming today, but my glorious group members haven't bothered to ask our actors when they're free, also, we're running a day late as they bought costumes yesterday, not Tuesday. Dang! Anyway, today, I'm taking my sewing kit in and we're going to have fun decorating our costumes. I hope they bought what I asked for and not just loads of props, as I'm in desperate need of plain T shirts and shorts for our superheroes.
Fingers crossed we film tomorrow afternoon, as I'm scared that we're the only group without any footage. I really don't want what happened with the documentary project to happen to this, where it was a few days before the thing had to be handed in, and we were still filming. And not, like, good filming or anything.. we got to the point where we were filming anything slightly relevant just so we could pack it in. Dreadful times.
I'm trying desperately to be more healthy and so I've had to say goodbye to Pringles (I'm so sorry, I love you, Texas BBQ), cut down on the Dr Pepper and wave farewell to Tesco Chicken Cesar wraps. Why do you unhealthy, awful things have to taste so freakin' good?! Anyway, along with that, I'm going to be cutting on my drinking as, not only is it unhealthy, but it turns me into a complete mess of a person, especially recently (the last two times I've been out, I've pretty much had a breakdown). I'm also going to be stopping smoking as, y'know, dreadful habit, unhealthy, aaaand I really really can't afford it. Don't even know when I started smoking, it just seemed to happen... Awf.
Right, Douglas is here, and is making it very hard to write anymore in this post as he keeps stomping across the keyboard and attacking the screen, so I'll go and finish getting ready for my return to college. Toodles!
Originally, we were meant to be filming today, but my glorious group members haven't bothered to ask our actors when they're free, also, we're running a day late as they bought costumes yesterday, not Tuesday. Dang! Anyway, today, I'm taking my sewing kit in and we're going to have fun decorating our costumes. I hope they bought what I asked for and not just loads of props, as I'm in desperate need of plain T shirts and shorts for our superheroes.
Fingers crossed we film tomorrow afternoon, as I'm scared that we're the only group without any footage. I really don't want what happened with the documentary project to happen to this, where it was a few days before the thing had to be handed in, and we were still filming. And not, like, good filming or anything.. we got to the point where we were filming anything slightly relevant just so we could pack it in. Dreadful times.
I'm trying desperately to be more healthy and so I've had to say goodbye to Pringles (I'm so sorry, I love you, Texas BBQ), cut down on the Dr Pepper and wave farewell to Tesco Chicken Cesar wraps. Why do you unhealthy, awful things have to taste so freakin' good?! Anyway, along with that, I'm going to be cutting on my drinking as, not only is it unhealthy, but it turns me into a complete mess of a person, especially recently (the last two times I've been out, I've pretty much had a breakdown). I'm also going to be stopping smoking as, y'know, dreadful habit, unhealthy, aaaand I really really can't afford it. Don't even know when I started smoking, it just seemed to happen... Awf.
Right, Douglas is here, and is making it very hard to write anymore in this post as he keeps stomping across the keyboard and attacking the screen, so I'll go and finish getting ready for my return to college. Toodles!
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
Selfish!
Sometimes I tire of being the one who advises and is there for everyone else. I do love being able to help my friends, and it is a nice thing when people confide in me but the thing that sucks is when I have a problem, I may attempt to complain to someone else but it ends up going ignored and dismissed. I understand that many other people often don't know what to say or feel awkward in that kind of situation but argh!
I've decided to be a little bit selfish and take some time out from listening to everyone else because I really need to sort my own head out.
I haven't been in college for the past two days, partly because of cramp (lush) and the headaches that accompany said cramp (previously migraines, but medication put a stop to those bad boys) but also because, well, I just feel dreadful in myself. As a person, I have a tendency to mope and get buried in my problems, and I find it really hard to get out of bad moods. Often, I'd rely on other people to pull me out of it but, as I've said, other people aren't really being much help right now. This isn't technically their fault, I know, and it does sound petty for me to be whining about it but, maaaan, just for once I want someone to let me vent and be angry and sad and not have to constantly hold it together because that doesn't work, as I've learned. If you keep it all pushed inside, you blow up. So, instead of having my friends as, I don't know, a bomb defuser, I'm going to use this blog. Yeah, I realise I initially wanted this for talking about my radio antics (which will happen, I promise, but podcast plans have been put on hold considering I have two major projects going on at the same time) but I really need to talk about my feelings, cringe, and if it's not to someone, it's got to be to someTHING. So yes, unfortunate readers, the next few blogs will probably just me being hugely upset or angry or both. Enjoy.
I've decided to be a little bit selfish and take some time out from listening to everyone else because I really need to sort my own head out.
I haven't been in college for the past two days, partly because of cramp (lush) and the headaches that accompany said cramp (previously migraines, but medication put a stop to those bad boys) but also because, well, I just feel dreadful in myself. As a person, I have a tendency to mope and get buried in my problems, and I find it really hard to get out of bad moods. Often, I'd rely on other people to pull me out of it but, as I've said, other people aren't really being much help right now. This isn't technically their fault, I know, and it does sound petty for me to be whining about it but, maaaan, just for once I want someone to let me vent and be angry and sad and not have to constantly hold it together because that doesn't work, as I've learned. If you keep it all pushed inside, you blow up. So, instead of having my friends as, I don't know, a bomb defuser, I'm going to use this blog. Yeah, I realise I initially wanted this for talking about my radio antics (which will happen, I promise, but podcast plans have been put on hold considering I have two major projects going on at the same time) but I really need to talk about my feelings, cringe, and if it's not to someone, it's got to be to someTHING. So yes, unfortunate readers, the next few blogs will probably just me being hugely upset or angry or both. Enjoy.
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
Monday, 3 May 2010
Douglas!
In an attempt to try and lighten the gloomy tone my blog has taken, I think I should introduce Douglas
So this is shit
My boyfriend, who I've mentioned many times before, is going to university in London this year. This means that we're breaking up. Well, not immediately.. I think, last night, the general consensus was that it'll be when I'm finished my FMP at college as I'm shit and can't cope with a break up and a final major project at the same time. Er. This sucks, majorly.
I'm not writing this for attention seeking purposes, I'm just trying to find different ways to cope with it and i think writing about it will help, however, right now I'm not going to go into details or write more about it than this because I know Tom'll read this and I don't really want to make things worse.
I think I'm going to get rid of the romantic side of my life, haha, because it's too hard and scary and painful (mope mope mope). I'll just do something good with my life like become a superhero or own a cattery. Speaking of cats, I get Douglas (full name: Lord Douglas von Cattington of Purrvale) soon. Not really sure when because I'm still in bed, avoiding social contact with my mum after she sat up until about half four this morning waiting for me to get in, only to have me cry all over her, and I'm still slightly drunk which makes me more scared to encounter another human being as I'll be completely useless.
Honestly, I've lost all social skills. Ada's trying to talk to me about her own romantic interests on MSN and I'm being so shite. I apologise, Adelaide, but everything that involves effort from me is now a lost cause. Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Oh, the BBQ yesterday wasn't as good as we planned. It was FREEZING and not many people ended up coming. That said, it was pretty alright, and I enjoyed hiding from the wind by huddling behind the bull statue and trying to get more drunk so we wouldn't feel temperature.
I'm not writing this for attention seeking purposes, I'm just trying to find different ways to cope with it and i think writing about it will help, however, right now I'm not going to go into details or write more about it than this because I know Tom'll read this and I don't really want to make things worse.
I think I'm going to get rid of the romantic side of my life, haha, because it's too hard and scary and painful (mope mope mope). I'll just do something good with my life like become a superhero or own a cattery. Speaking of cats, I get Douglas (full name: Lord Douglas von Cattington of Purrvale) soon. Not really sure when because I'm still in bed, avoiding social contact with my mum after she sat up until about half four this morning waiting for me to get in, only to have me cry all over her, and I'm still slightly drunk which makes me more scared to encounter another human being as I'll be completely useless.
Honestly, I've lost all social skills. Ada's trying to talk to me about her own romantic interests on MSN and I'm being so shite. I apologise, Adelaide, but everything that involves effort from me is now a lost cause. Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Oh, the BBQ yesterday wasn't as good as we planned. It was FREEZING and not many people ended up coming. That said, it was pretty alright, and I enjoyed hiding from the wind by huddling behind the bull statue and trying to get more drunk so we wouldn't feel temperature.
Sunday, 2 May 2010
I'm quite the mess
Friday was an horrific drunk mess with people punching other people and crying and serious discussions. Nevermind.
Today is Sunday and we're having a BBQ and then going out on the evening.. To be perfectly honest, I don't really know if I'm up to it but I need to get out the house and do something and before Friday I was really really looking forward to this. Let's just hope it's a good day, yeah?
Tomorrow I get my new kitten, Douglas. I'm so excited for him. Although this makes me completely pathetic, he's really the only thing I'm happy about at the moment. Apart from Gibraltar, but that's a while away. Yeah, I sound horrendously stupid now but fuck it.
Today is Sunday and we're having a BBQ and then going out on the evening.. To be perfectly honest, I don't really know if I'm up to it but I need to get out the house and do something and before Friday I was really really looking forward to this. Let's just hope it's a good day, yeah?
Tomorrow I get my new kitten, Douglas. I'm so excited for him. Although this makes me completely pathetic, he's really the only thing I'm happy about at the moment. Apart from Gibraltar, but that's a while away. Yeah, I sound horrendously stupid now but fuck it.
Saturday, 1 May 2010
When I get to sleep I'll dream again of canopies and grapes
And wake shaking from the knowledge that the mattress holds your shape
I assume my phone is dead because it hasn't rung for months
If tomorrow is the funeral do you think that you could come?
I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks
Walk to Jazz's house in SOHO cry into her letter box
Spend some time out to resuscitate my soul
Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow
Teach the mattress to expel you from its folds
Then dry my eyes and keep on walking til the motion makes me strong
Until one day i realise I don't remember that you're gone
We'll be strangers
who were lovers
I'll recover
It's so weird how time goes on
And wake shaking from the knowledge that the mattress holds your shape
I assume my phone is dead because it hasn't rung for months
If tomorrow is the funeral do you think that you could come?
I could give you back your music and your t-shirts and your socks
Walk to Jazz's house in SOHO cry into her letter box
Spend some time out to resuscitate my soul
Take up smoking and drink carrot juice and grow
Teach the mattress to expel you from its folds
Then dry my eyes and keep on walking til the motion makes me strong
Until one day i realise I don't remember that you're gone
We'll be strangers
who were lovers
I'll recover
It's so weird how time goes on
Thursday, 29 April 2010
Stress head
Oh brilliant, I'm a spotty mess. Thank you, ability to get overstressed about everything, I appreciate you ruining my skin.
Stress levels should be slightly alleviated now, however, due to some home life problems being sorted. I'd detail them but I'm not really keen on discussing them, even if it's only to my two followers. Let's just be pleased that everything's fine, rather than focus on what was wrong in the first place. Whoopeee.
Oh, and it's the weekend! Almost. Starting tomorrow lunchtime. Yay!
Stress levels should be slightly alleviated now, however, due to some home life problems being sorted. I'd detail them but I'm not really keen on discussing them, even if it's only to my two followers. Let's just be pleased that everything's fine, rather than focus on what was wrong in the first place. Whoopeee.
Oh, and it's the weekend! Almost. Starting tomorrow lunchtime. Yay!
Wednesday, 28 April 2010
OH GOD
I forgot to mention Douglas, the new kitty I'm getting! He's definitely something to be looking forward to!
cheer up
Okay, okay, my last post (which I posted approximately ten minutes ago) is all negative and I just want to point out that I'm not all mope mope mope, depressed, I'm just stressin' a bit at the pile of work that doesn't seem to be diminishing. Here is a picture to prove how pleased with life I am, wooo (yes, I know, it looks like my arm's been amputated)
Life outside of college is good! Yesterday Tom came over and we watched Heston's Titanic Feast and, as per, it was really really lovely! The weekend was brilliant, especially Saturday night, although I'm sure my liver disagrees. Also, as I, actually it was Ada, mentioned briefly in the last post, I have BBQ plans! Probably this Sunday as it's a bank holiday weekend and the weather's been pretty gorgeous this last week so we can't just let it go by without doing anything! I think Tom and Andy are doing a gig on the night as well, so that could be a really good Sunday. Laaavely.
Other things to look forward to (mostly to motivate myself to continue with life): Half term, FMP being finished, college being finished for the year, Gibraltar, Bulgaria (if that's still happening), the chicken wrap I plan to buy tomorrow when I nip into Durham during the afternoon as I have a half day. Depressingly, the last thing in that list is what I'm looking forward to most right now; I'm bloody starving.
Life outside of college is good! Yesterday Tom came over and we watched Heston's Titanic Feast and, as per, it was really really lovely! The weekend was brilliant, especially Saturday night, although I'm sure my liver disagrees. Also, as I, actually it was Ada, mentioned briefly in the last post, I have BBQ plans! Probably this Sunday as it's a bank holiday weekend and the weather's been pretty gorgeous this last week so we can't just let it go by without doing anything! I think Tom and Andy are doing a gig on the night as well, so that could be a really good Sunday. Laaavely.
Other things to look forward to (mostly to motivate myself to continue with life): Half term, FMP being finished, college being finished for the year, Gibraltar, Bulgaria (if that's still happening), the chicken wrap I plan to buy tomorrow when I nip into Durham during the afternoon as I have a half day. Depressingly, the last thing in that list is what I'm looking forward to most right now; I'm bloody starving.
Erf.
Life is completely destroying me at the moment. I got home from college today, got into bed to watch the new Glee (which was marvy, as per) and then all of a sudden it was half seven and I was being woken up by the noise of a dog going mental outside, feeling incredibly confused as to where my time had gone. Oh, and I felt incredibly annoyed because my need for sleep had made me miss Iron Chef... 4OD can remedy this, though, so don't worry, guys, IT'S OKAY.
I really have nothing to say right now. College is pretty much taking over my life, with its many deadlines and stress and arghhhh. We start filming for our FMP next week which should be great but the amount of planning we have to do is just soul destroying, especially when I keep finding myself having to do most of the work and organising the rest of my group, despite not being the producer. Grr. Sorry, I know, I'm just ranting and it's really badly written and uninteresting and bjdsklgadsklgsa but I don't care because I feel like I'm dying and I need a cuddle and SLEEP.
s; says: (22:36:41)
i think i'm gonna lie in bed and listen to neutral milk hotel and diiiiiieeeeeeeee
Ada. says: (22:40:32)
please do not die.
Ada. says: (22:40:42)
we have a bbq plan.
s; says: (22:40:58)
i'll try and hang on for that
Ada. says: (22:41:21)
: )
Ada. says: (22:41:24)
I love you.
Ada's my fave.
I really have nothing to say right now. College is pretty much taking over my life, with its many deadlines and stress and arghhhh. We start filming for our FMP next week which should be great but the amount of planning we have to do is just soul destroying, especially when I keep finding myself having to do most of the work and organising the rest of my group, despite not being the producer. Grr. Sorry, I know, I'm just ranting and it's really badly written and uninteresting and bjdsklgadsklgsa but I don't care because I feel like I'm dying and I need a cuddle and SLEEP.
s; says: (22:36:41)
i think i'm gonna lie in bed and listen to neutral milk hotel and diiiiiieeeeeeeee
Ada. says: (22:40:32)
please do not die.
Ada. says: (22:40:42)
we have a bbq plan.
s; says: (22:40:58)
i'll try and hang on for that
Ada. says: (22:41:21)
: )
Ada. says: (22:41:24)
I love you.
Ada's my fave.
Monday, 26 April 2010
Last night I had a dream that my house was broken into by a pervert and when I tried to catch him, I realised I had nothing to tie him to a chair with (vital thing) so I couldn't call the police because he was gonna get away if I let go. Then some really horrible stuff that I don't even want to write in a blog happened causing me to wake up at 3am, go and turn my bedroom light on, and put an Adam and Joe podcast on so I didn't continue freaking out.
I'm ridiculously tired now and really just want to crawl up in a ball and go to sleep but, unfortunately. I've got this thing to tend to called a life. What a drag!
I'm ridiculously tired now and really just want to crawl up in a ball and go to sleep but, unfortunately. I've got this thing to tend to called a life. What a drag!
Friday, 23 April 2010
Ahh!
I'm feeling much much more positive today. Well, I had a bit of a naff day but let's not go into that.
After the whole radio drama debacle, Mary, my lecturer/tutor, returned to college yesterday and I explained everything to her and she was so lovely about it!
Also, I mentioned the college podcast to her but she wants to discuss that during tutorial on Monday. She did sound intrigued though!
Anyway, what I really want to talk about are my summer plans! I think I've mentioned in an earlier post that I was hoping something was going to happen but it was a secret? Well, I can finally talk about it! I've been friends with a guy called Lee from Gibraltar for yeeeaaaars, and am good friends with his girlfriend (and soon to be baby mama!!) Steph. Lee came over a few years ago to visit myself and Sabina but he hasn't had the chance since. This year, Steph wanted to surprise Lee, and fly me and Sabina over there for a week or so to party in Gib/Spain, haha, and it was going to be kept secret until we were actually over there buuut Lee didn't have the best birthday yesterday so Steph decided to cheer him up with the news. Cannot explain how excited I am for this!
Okay, right, this is only brief, but I decided that I would actually go out tonight as well as tomorrow (I need to improve this shitty day somehow and the solution won't be in staying in and watching Jonathan Ross) so I need to get ready. Once I'm ready, I'll post something else, perrrhaaaaps.
After the whole radio drama debacle, Mary, my lecturer/tutor, returned to college yesterday and I explained everything to her and she was so lovely about it!
Also, I mentioned the college podcast to her but she wants to discuss that during tutorial on Monday. She did sound intrigued though!
Anyway, what I really want to talk about are my summer plans! I think I've mentioned in an earlier post that I was hoping something was going to happen but it was a secret? Well, I can finally talk about it! I've been friends with a guy called Lee from Gibraltar for yeeeaaaars, and am good friends with his girlfriend (and soon to be baby mama!!) Steph. Lee came over a few years ago to visit myself and Sabina but he hasn't had the chance since. This year, Steph wanted to surprise Lee, and fly me and Sabina over there for a week or so to party in Gib/Spain, haha, and it was going to be kept secret until we were actually over there buuut Lee didn't have the best birthday yesterday so Steph decided to cheer him up with the news. Cannot explain how excited I am for this!
Okay, right, this is only brief, but I decided that I would actually go out tonight as well as tomorrow (I need to improve this shitty day somehow and the solution won't be in staying in and watching Jonathan Ross) so I need to get ready. Once I'm ready, I'll post something else, perrrhaaaaps.
Wednesday, 21 April 2010
creepy. crepey.
Can't get rid of this craving for pancakes. Orrrrgh.
Here's me drinking a lovely cuppa coffee from a mug with a picture of a creepy old man on. He invented a replaceable joint or something, I can't really remember... Dad explained it to me (It's a mug he stole from the hospital. No, he didn't just go to the hospital and steal various stuff, he actually works there. I dunno if that makes it better...)
SO. I went in yesterday, ready to ask my tutor about making a poddycast and she's still not in! I really hope - no, PRAY - that she's in today because we have to hand in our radio drama today and orrhhh I bet if she's not in, the deadline will be at lunchtime and ours will never ever ever be finished by then... If she is in, we can probably persuade her to let us hand it in at four. Oh jesus, please let us be able to hand it in at four. Yeah. Also, I'll obviously be able to ask about the podcast if she's in. Yes.
Yesterday, apart from radio drama stressyness, was grand! I was quite ill in the morning, and freaking out about deadlines and aahh, so during lunch I walked from college to Durham as I had a half day, and went to the Salvation Army charity shop for some bargain hunting. And bargains I found! I got a gorgeous dress for three pounds, yum yum. Afterwards, I met up with Tom for a little bit which, as per, was lovely, and involved lots of sitting on a bench, talking in stupid voices and tickling. I was happy as larry.
I'm hoping today'll be as good as my afternoon was but I very much doubt it considering I have a full day at college, two deadlines, and then I need to come home and write up a presentation for key skills which is for tomorrow, aaaaahhh. I'LL GET THROUGH THIS.
Here's me drinking a lovely cuppa coffee from a mug with a picture of a creepy old man on. He invented a replaceable joint or something, I can't really remember... Dad explained it to me (It's a mug he stole from the hospital. No, he didn't just go to the hospital and steal various stuff, he actually works there. I dunno if that makes it better...)
SO. I went in yesterday, ready to ask my tutor about making a poddycast and she's still not in! I really hope - no, PRAY - that she's in today because we have to hand in our radio drama today and orrhhh I bet if she's not in, the deadline will be at lunchtime and ours will never ever ever be finished by then... If she is in, we can probably persuade her to let us hand it in at four. Oh jesus, please let us be able to hand it in at four. Yeah. Also, I'll obviously be able to ask about the podcast if she's in. Yes.
Yesterday, apart from radio drama stressyness, was grand! I was quite ill in the morning, and freaking out about deadlines and aahh, so during lunch I walked from college to Durham as I had a half day, and went to the Salvation Army charity shop for some bargain hunting. And bargains I found! I got a gorgeous dress for three pounds, yum yum. Afterwards, I met up with Tom for a little bit which, as per, was lovely, and involved lots of sitting on a bench, talking in stupid voices and tickling. I was happy as larry.
I'm hoping today'll be as good as my afternoon was but I very much doubt it considering I have a full day at college, two deadlines, and then I need to come home and write up a presentation for key skills which is for tomorrow, aaaaahhh. I'LL GET THROUGH THIS.
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
Balls, I'm becoming dreadful at updating. I'm sure my 2 followers don't mind but I do apologise.
RIght now it's about five past eight in the morning, the weather looks lovely although I have an awful feeling that it's much colder than it looks, and I have to go get the bus to college in about fifteen minutes. Yep, that's right, the gloriously unproductive Easter holidays are over - and that's one of the reasons I have no yet updated, as I've been doing three weeks of work in two days - and I'm back at college with six weeks left until half term, and therefore six weeks left to film a superhero movie trailer for my FMP. I hope it's good. I need it to be good.
Returning to college has reminded me how much education tires me out! However, if we take everything into consideration, it's probably the late nights and early mornings that are making me so tired...
I'm having a bad hair day (who am I kidding, every day of my life is a bad hair day) and I'm feeling largely naff but I think that in a couple of hours I'll have shaken off this bad mood that's still hanging on from last night. See, yesterday was largely good but when I got home my mood was awful. Nevermind, eh?!
Oh! I'm getting a kitten in the next couple of weeks! Little boy catty, gonna call him Douglas and he's going to be an extremely distinguished gent.
Sorry, this whole post is very tedious but I just wanted to update in this spare moment I had. If my tutor's in today, I'm going to be asking about a college podcast and if that's do-able so I'll keep up to date on that one!
RIght now it's about five past eight in the morning, the weather looks lovely although I have an awful feeling that it's much colder than it looks, and I have to go get the bus to college in about fifteen minutes. Yep, that's right, the gloriously unproductive Easter holidays are over - and that's one of the reasons I have no yet updated, as I've been doing three weeks of work in two days - and I'm back at college with six weeks left until half term, and therefore six weeks left to film a superhero movie trailer for my FMP. I hope it's good. I need it to be good.
Returning to college has reminded me how much education tires me out! However, if we take everything into consideration, it's probably the late nights and early mornings that are making me so tired...
I'm having a bad hair day (who am I kidding, every day of my life is a bad hair day) and I'm feeling largely naff but I think that in a couple of hours I'll have shaken off this bad mood that's still hanging on from last night. See, yesterday was largely good but when I got home my mood was awful. Nevermind, eh?!
Oh! I'm getting a kitten in the next couple of weeks! Little boy catty, gonna call him Douglas and he's going to be an extremely distinguished gent.
Sorry, this whole post is very tedious but I just wanted to update in this spare moment I had. If my tutor's in today, I'm going to be asking about a college podcast and if that's do-able so I'll keep up to date on that one!
Wednesday, 14 April 2010
Tuesday!
Taken shortly after I commented on how "girls don't have that thing about building fires that you lads have!". Lies, Sarah. All lies.
Monday!
Monday was such a good day! It's up there in the top 10. Well, maybe top 20.
Seriously, though, one of my faves. I was planning on staying in and doing some chores and a little bit of work because, so far, I've done next to nothing this easter holidays, at least anything productive, but Ada asked me if I'd like to have a sunny mish with her in Durham and, as if this wasn't temptation enough, she mentioned cans and cigarettes by the river so my original plan, obviously, went out the window, no question.
I could bore you with all the details but, don't worry, I won't! I'll just tell you that Ada's probably one of the most wonderful people in the world, thanks byeeeee.
(Oh, this picture wasn't taken on the Monday but I don't have any from that day, and Ada just looks so lovely in this picture so yesss)
Sunday!
The weather was so nice! We stayed at the bench for hours. Absolute perfection.
(Apart from when Tom got all obsessed with the birds that kept appearing.)
Oh, I apologise about 1) The quality of the picture, it was taken on Tom's phone and 2) the size - I'm a lazy thing and I really cannot be bothered to resize it. I probably will later...
Saturday!
Yes, it is Baldy from Masterchef but I have no actual pictures from my Saturday as NOTHING HAPPENED.
Highlights include:
- Gü chocolate pots
- Andrew Lloyd Weber's horrendous pink shirt in Over the Rainbow
- Over the Rainbow in general
- Sleeping
Friday
I always go out on a Friday, no matter how much money I have, purely because I loathe being stuck inside whilst the majority of my friends are out, having a much better time than me.
This Friday we wanted to take advantage of the beautiful weather (Hello Spring!) so we bought ourselves some wine, and sat in a field, like the classy types we are. Honestly it was one of my favourite Fridays in a long time.
The picture was taken in the Cellar Door, this great little place in Durham which has a reggae night every single Friday, provided by a wonderfully overenthusiastic DJ. Sabina wanted a funny picture of our friend (Shitty) Dan - the nickname is a jovial one, he is not actually 'shitty' - and this was the result
Awwh, balls!
So much for a picture a day! I've been busy the past few days so updating has been at the back of my mind. I will post pictures for the days, though, as I think I've got a picture from each of the days!
Excited? Me too.
Excited? Me too.
Thursday, 8 April 2010
giant hair and moustaches
"Photo Booth quit unexpectedly" No, silly computer, it was completely expected as I quit it myself.
Ada's party was great, apart from when my drink was ruined by a game of football in the kitchen. Eeh dear!
Most of the people who were there were Ada's college friends and I'm glad to say they mostly seemed really lovely! I'm meant to be going to Bulgaria with a few of them for a week or so this summer and so I wanted to make sure that we'd get on. So far so good, then!
Look, I'm really not capable of writing a blog post tonight; it's only half nine but I'm absolutely destroyed and my bed is calling to me. I think I'll post something tomorrow concerning my podcast plans as I've had a few more ideas (and I'll be nice and awake and ready for the world then. Wonderful!). Right, I'm going to make myself a hot chocolate, grab a couple of biscuits, get into bed and watch Aladdin. Absolute heaven.
Wednesday, 7 April 2010
The Truth.
and i have already spent too much time
doing things i didn't want to
so if i just want to make out all the time
you can bet your black ass that i'm going to
Amanda Palmer is actually god.
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
What?!
I just spent approximately two minutes on the 4od comedy page, desperately trying to click on 'Drop the Dead Donkey' but constantly being sent to the 'Desmond's' page. No, channel 4, I don't want to watch 'Desmond's'! Just let me watch 'Drop the Dead Donkey'! Oh my god!
Okay, so I ended up just searching the 4od website for it and now everything's finally okay. We needn't worry anymore.
This summer is going to be absolutely excellent, I think. I hope so, anyway! I can't really say why right now as things need to be finalised and some of my plans need to be kept top secret as I'm hoping to be surprising someone, and that someone may very well end up reading this post. More on this will be explained in the coming months, though, I'm sure.
Right, time to go to sleep! Tomorrow I need to get up relatively early aaaaand:
1) do the laundry!
2) tidy my room!
3) spend an unnecessary amount of time getting ready (must change outfits at least three times)
4) booze run
5) Ada's paaaaaarty!
We're going to drink strawberry beer and eat vegan jelly and play guitar hero. It's going to be marvellous, yes yes yes
Okay, so I ended up just searching the 4od website for it and now everything's finally okay. We needn't worry anymore.
This summer is going to be absolutely excellent, I think. I hope so, anyway! I can't really say why right now as things need to be finalised and some of my plans need to be kept top secret as I'm hoping to be surprising someone, and that someone may very well end up reading this post. More on this will be explained in the coming months, though, I'm sure.
Right, time to go to sleep! Tomorrow I need to get up relatively early aaaaand:
1) do the laundry!
2) tidy my room!
3) spend an unnecessary amount of time getting ready (must change outfits at least three times)
4) booze run
5) Ada's paaaaaarty!
We're going to drink strawberry beer and eat vegan jelly and play guitar hero. It's going to be marvellous, yes yes yes
Sunday, 4 April 2010
let me be your teddy bear
This is Ada, she is brilliant.
On our way to the pub, we discovered that someone had decapitated a teddy bear and then impaled its body parts onto a fence. Perhaps it was a warning to other teddy bears? We don't know.
Saturday, 3 April 2010
"There aren't any Happy Meals left?!"
I guess it's time to explain Thursday's events in total, as my earlier post containing a picture of some McDonald's food needs some sort of context...
OKAY.
The day was mostly uneventful (but lovely and perfect and aah): I spent it at Tom's, cutting out pictures, lying in bed and watching him do his art coursework. On the evening, we were to go to Newcastle to watch, and, obviously, enjoy, our friends doing a DJ set at some bar in Newcastle. Lack of funds called for a 'pre-lash' so fruity beer and gin (not mixed together, don't be silly) was had at Tom's, and Tesco's finest Biere Speciale was had behind a church. We are classy people. The journey to the Toon was pretty generic, apart from my boyfriend and Andy visiting the toilet on the train together, don't ask, and forgetting to lock the door, allowing us hilarious folk outside to repeatedly open the door, consequencing in screams of horror from the boys inside, and chokes of laughter from us lot. Delightful.
The actual reason we went to Newcastle, as I mentioned before, was so Andy and James could DJ at Pumphrey's bar but, in actual fact, that was only a tiny part of our night, and one which seems to have been forgotten by everyone. Probably because the drinks were quite expensive, the bands were pretty generic, and the pool table was broken (augh, worst deal!) although, that said, the craic itself was sweeeet, and I did love watching the dancefloor empty when Lady Gaga's 'Telephone' boomed through the speakers. After the lads did their thing, the plan was to mish around Newcastle and then retire to Jonesy's flat. Unfortunately 'mishing around' became 'queue forever then pay a fiver to get into Digital' which, usually, I wouldn't have minded that much but, as I've already mentioned, Tom and I greatly lacked cash meaning we were quite sober (compared to our companions who looked like they may fall to the floor in any second) and really weren't in the mood for clubbing. Instead, er, we decided to wander the cold streets of Newcastle for the next three hours, awaiting the doors of the train station to open so we could grab the first train, at 4:30am, home. This choice led us to experience terrifying mannequins wearing tutus, freezing cold weather, McDonald's, insane buskers, the weirdest smelling toilet in the world, someone getting beaten up by a huge fat man, and a second round of McDonald's. I really can't explain how strange my night was and I don't think anyone apart from Tom will ever understand it.
Anyway! Plans for the evening are to go out to see my darling Ada and grab a few cheeky bevs with her in the Fishtank where Tom is doing his first shift! I wonder if he pulls a good pint.
OKAY.
The day was mostly uneventful (but lovely and perfect and aah): I spent it at Tom's, cutting out pictures, lying in bed and watching him do his art coursework. On the evening, we were to go to Newcastle to watch, and, obviously, enjoy, our friends doing a DJ set at some bar in Newcastle. Lack of funds called for a 'pre-lash' so fruity beer and gin (not mixed together, don't be silly) was had at Tom's, and Tesco's finest Biere Speciale was had behind a church. We are classy people. The journey to the Toon was pretty generic, apart from my boyfriend and Andy visiting the toilet on the train together, don't ask, and forgetting to lock the door, allowing us hilarious folk outside to repeatedly open the door, consequencing in screams of horror from the boys inside, and chokes of laughter from us lot. Delightful.
The actual reason we went to Newcastle, as I mentioned before, was so Andy and James could DJ at Pumphrey's bar but, in actual fact, that was only a tiny part of our night, and one which seems to have been forgotten by everyone. Probably because the drinks were quite expensive, the bands were pretty generic, and the pool table was broken (augh, worst deal!) although, that said, the craic itself was sweeeet, and I did love watching the dancefloor empty when Lady Gaga's 'Telephone' boomed through the speakers. After the lads did their thing, the plan was to mish around Newcastle and then retire to Jonesy's flat. Unfortunately 'mishing around' became 'queue forever then pay a fiver to get into Digital' which, usually, I wouldn't have minded that much but, as I've already mentioned, Tom and I greatly lacked cash meaning we were quite sober (compared to our companions who looked like they may fall to the floor in any second) and really weren't in the mood for clubbing. Instead, er, we decided to wander the cold streets of Newcastle for the next three hours, awaiting the doors of the train station to open so we could grab the first train, at 4:30am, home. This choice led us to experience terrifying mannequins wearing tutus, freezing cold weather, McDonald's, insane buskers, the weirdest smelling toilet in the world, someone getting beaten up by a huge fat man, and a second round of McDonald's. I really can't explain how strange my night was and I don't think anyone apart from Tom will ever understand it.
Anyway! Plans for the evening are to go out to see my darling Ada and grab a few cheeky bevs with her in the Fishtank where Tom is doing his first shift! I wonder if he pulls a good pint.
Free Spirit!
The best jumper in the world! Today I went to Durham to see the laaaadz. We sat on The Bench, drank Emerge and I gobbled up one of Tesco's amazingly delicious Chicken ceasar wraps. It sounds like a boring activity, but trust me, the bench is a way of life.
As an extra treat, here's a picture of me gurning. Enjoy! (I honestly had no idea my mouth could do that)
Friday, 2 April 2010
Oh my god, I'm so tired
Spending two hours in McDonald's, waiting for 4am to roll around so we could go get the train home from Newcastle. This was our feast. I know it doesn't look like much but, for us, it was the most brilliant idea we'd ever had.
snow snow snow
Yet again I'm uploading a picture for my 'picture a day' of something that didn't actually happen on this day. This is because, er, Thursday was a weird one and I didn't really get much chance to take pictures. Actually, that's a huge lie; during the day I had plenty chance but I just forgot due to distractions (details will come in a later post. I bet you're excited! Oh boy!).
This picture was taken early January when snow was eeeverywhere. I'd gone out with some friends the night before and stayed over at Tom's. There are actually a few remnants of the previous evening in the picture: a bit of my dress, although it's mostly hidden by a borrowed T shirt, my tights and my idiotic face caused by a hangover (well, the hangover combined with my usual idiotic-ness). I kind of miss the snow, I know it's dreadful to say considering the amount I complained about it at the time, but it was fun! And exciting! It also ruined many many plans and very almost destroyed my New Year's Eve but, c'mon, let's forgive and forget. Hurrah snow! See you next year, you cold bastard.
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Things that annoy me #372
Paki shop/Paki's/Chinky's
If you're going to be some huge racist (which is horrid enough and I don't exactly need to detail on why it annoys me as really the reasons should be common sense) don't proceed to indulge in things from a culture you're being so disgusting about. Chinese takeaway? No, you're not allowed that food after being massively racist. And "Paki's"? First of all, it's quite probable that that Indian grub you're treating yourself to this weekend wasn't made by someone from Pakistan - c'mon kids, try and be more accurate with your racism! - and secondly, no! Stop using derogatory terms towards people who are exactly the same as you, especially when you're paying them for your dinner! It doesn't make any sense!
Racism is something that, especially in this age, can only exist through nurture. I wish parents would stop being ignorant and teach their children that, no, the colour of someone's skin does not define them.
Aaaaaaargh.
(I am ill and cranky, I'm sorry!)
If you're going to be some huge racist (which is horrid enough and I don't exactly need to detail on why it annoys me as really the reasons should be common sense) don't proceed to indulge in things from a culture you're being so disgusting about. Chinese takeaway? No, you're not allowed that food after being massively racist. And "Paki's"? First of all, it's quite probable that that Indian grub you're treating yourself to this weekend wasn't made by someone from Pakistan - c'mon kids, try and be more accurate with your racism! - and secondly, no! Stop using derogatory terms towards people who are exactly the same as you, especially when you're paying them for your dinner! It doesn't make any sense!
Racism is something that, especially in this age, can only exist through nurture. I wish parents would stop being ignorant and teach their children that, no, the colour of someone's skin does not define them.
Aaaaaaargh.
(I am ill and cranky, I'm sorry!)
wah wah wah
I am a huge mess. No make up, bed hair, sick as a dawwwg. You can see Ted's ear in the corner. That's right, I'm a 19 year old who's still heavily attached to cuddly toys. Er.
So it looks like my idea of having "at least fifteen minutes of solid podcast goodness" by the end of this week isn't going to be happening considering my voice is so croaky and gruff that my mother didn't recognise me on the phone - "It's SARAH" "Who?" "SARAH." "What?" "your daughter!"
I didn't go to college today which is hugely irritating considering
a) I'd just gotten back
b) I want to help edit my group's radio drama and help record and direct the kid who's playing George
c) I was meant to be at a meeting in the afternoon for my FMP, organising our pitch and instead had to email everything I wanted to say across to one of my peers and hope he translates things well enough to the others (ie make Rob do some work, please)
Awh gosh, I'm insanely tired so it's back to bed with a Dr Pepper (healthy) and the Time Traveler's Wife. I guess a plus side to being ill is that I don't have to be outside in the awful weather. I was all for rain yesterday but it gets old pretty fast.
I'd like Tom to come over and provide me with cuddles. I'd also like to just be well again.
I didn't go to college today which is hugely irritating considering
a) I'd just gotten back
b) I want to help edit my group's radio drama and help record and direct the kid who's playing George
c) I was meant to be at a meeting in the afternoon for my FMP, organising our pitch and instead had to email everything I wanted to say across to one of my peers and hope he translates things well enough to the others (ie make Rob do some work, please)
Awh gosh, I'm insanely tired so it's back to bed with a Dr Pepper (healthy) and the Time Traveler's Wife. I guess a plus side to being ill is that I don't have to be outside in the awful weather. I was all for rain yesterday but it gets old pretty fast.
I'd like Tom to come over and provide me with cuddles. I'd also like to just be well again.
Monday, 29 March 2010
Rain, rain...
The night's sleep didn't really do me any good; although the itchy leg madness has ceased, my throat's gotten worse meaning I spent the majority of my day croaking at my peers or giving up on speaking altogether. Everyone from my bus driver to my lecturers have taken the piss out of my voice, or lack thereof, but, despite that, returning to college was nowhere near as bad as I was anticipating. Hurrah!
I got off a few stops before my usual bus stop on the way home so I could walk in the rain. I'm not really a rain kind of person, complaining that it makes my hair frizz and covers my glasses with splotches that I constantly have to wipe away with makeshift finger windscreen wipers buuut today I enjoyed it, and it wasn't like it mattered if it ruined me because, well, I was only going home. I know it's really cliché to say so, but sometimes rain is really refreshing and today I felt I needed it.
The rain wasn't all good, though, especially during the walk from college to the bus stop...
It was like a worm massacre.
Honestly, I'm sure there were about fifty worms who during the rainy day had crawled (no, worms don't really crawl do they? slither? wriggle?) from the neatly manicured squares of grass on the college campus onto the main path. A mistake, I feel, as I noticed that almost every single one had been (accidentally, I hope) stamped on as students rushed home. Poor worms. After I carefully crept my way through the earthworm graveyard, I got to my bus stop only to be welcomed with an entire puddle splashed upon me thanks to a passing van. Brilliant.
I got off a few stops before my usual bus stop on the way home so I could walk in the rain. I'm not really a rain kind of person, complaining that it makes my hair frizz and covers my glasses with splotches that I constantly have to wipe away with makeshift finger windscreen wipers buuut today I enjoyed it, and it wasn't like it mattered if it ruined me because, well, I was only going home. I know it's really cliché to say so, but sometimes rain is really refreshing and today I felt I needed it.
The rain wasn't all good, though, especially during the walk from college to the bus stop...
It was like a worm massacre.
Honestly, I'm sure there were about fifty worms who during the rainy day had crawled (no, worms don't really crawl do they? slither? wriggle?) from the neatly manicured squares of grass on the college campus onto the main path. A mistake, I feel, as I noticed that almost every single one had been (accidentally, I hope) stamped on as students rushed home. Poor worms. After I carefully crept my way through the earthworm graveyard, I got to my bus stop only to be welcomed with an entire puddle splashed upon me thanks to a passing van. Brilliant.
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Argh!
My throat is killing me! And I think I've had an allergic reaction to something because my legs and hands are incredibly itchy, to the point where it's upsetting.
I'm kind of scared about college tomorrow, I've been off a week (a week! A week! That is a ridiculous expanse of time and I will probably NEVER CATCH UP, BALLS!) and I'm scared that Dave's going to be a dick to me about it and awwgh! Frustrating times.
Okay okay okay, it's time for sleep so I wake up tomorrow morning and have enough time to mentally prepare myself for the pile of work that awaits me. Sweet.
I'm kind of scared about college tomorrow, I've been off a week (a week! A week! That is a ridiculous expanse of time and I will probably NEVER CATCH UP, BALLS!) and I'm scared that Dave's going to be a dick to me about it and awwgh! Frustrating times.
Okay okay okay, it's time for sleep so I wake up tomorrow morning and have enough time to mentally prepare myself for the pile of work that awaits me. Sweet.
Death on a stick
Right now I'm tucked up in bed reading The Virgin Suicides - although, presently, I'm evidently not - and enjoying a glass of milk. The plan was to return home from Tom's, hangover free and ready to continue producing a podcast, however, those final two drinks from last night (double vodkas. Quadruple vodka?) pushed me over the edge and left me spending the entirety of my Sunday in bed, only leaving to travel from Tom's bed to my own. Mind you, I did have a quick pit stop at the newsagents so I could grab a tube of Pringles and a Dr Pepper. Texas BBQ and an appointment with the misunderstood doctor always manages to more or less cure me of my self inflicted illnesses...
This week I'm hoping to have at least fifteen minutes of solid podcast goodness, even if it's just me waffling for a while, a couple of songs and a feature entitled 'Cats I've Seen' (I'm having a creative block and you know what they say: desperate times, desperate measures) I'll probably post it on here where it will be heard by no one apart from someone who has accidentally stumbled upon this tiny corner of the internet but even then it's likely that that poor soul would have closed the window immediately.
I don't really have anything other than that to say today, really. This week has been an incredibly dull one due to illness, something which I still haven't shaken and was probably worsened by my adventures into binge drinking last night. Tuesday was lovely, Tom came round and we watched I Love You, Man or at least half of it but the rest of the week was heavily uneventful; on Friday I stayed in and watched Over the Rainbow, something which I regret as I am now hooked, and yesterday I recorded my dad doing the narration parts for my college radio drama project. He has such a lovely voice!
Last night was excellent! I won't be tedious and detail every moment of it and, instead, will leave you with a picture of myself and my absolutely beautiful friend.
This week I'm hoping to have at least fifteen minutes of solid podcast goodness, even if it's just me waffling for a while, a couple of songs and a feature entitled 'Cats I've Seen' (I'm having a creative block and you know what they say: desperate times, desperate measures) I'll probably post it on here where it will be heard by no one apart from someone who has accidentally stumbled upon this tiny corner of the internet but even then it's likely that that poor soul would have closed the window immediately.
I don't really have anything other than that to say today, really. This week has been an incredibly dull one due to illness, something which I still haven't shaken and was probably worsened by my adventures into binge drinking last night. Tuesday was lovely, Tom came round and we watched I Love You, Man or at least half of it but the rest of the week was heavily uneventful; on Friday I stayed in and watched Over the Rainbow, something which I regret as I am now hooked, and yesterday I recorded my dad doing the narration parts for my college radio drama project. He has such a lovely voice!
Last night was excellent! I won't be tedious and detail every moment of it and, instead, will leave you with a picture of myself and my absolutely beautiful friend.
Monday, 22 March 2010
"Bring Back TURKEY TWIZLERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
There are so many things wrong with that Facebook group.
1) See above picture.
2) The misspelling of 'Twizzlers'. I know that when things like this are pointed out, it's incredibly irritating (Eats, Shoots and Leaves is a perfect example of this) but this typo just doubles my annoyance at this group
3) Why are there so many exclamation marks? No one, Turkey Twizzler lover or not, could be that excited about them.
4) They are demanding the return of something so devoid of nutritional value it could be barely described as food. Plus, they were fucking revolting.
EXCITING NEWS!
'I will Follow Him' and 'Take My Breath Away' sound QUITE SIMILAR.
Another brilliant piece of news is (drumroll) the Jude Law version of Alfie is on soon! Hurrah! It's terrible! I will watch it and enjoy it thoroughly! I have something of a reputation of loving terrible films and television. Oh, don't worry, I do love good films too but who isn't a fan of trash? Eurotrip, anyone? GENIUS FILM.
Another brilliant piece of news is (drumroll) the Jude Law version of Alfie is on soon! Hurrah! It's terrible! I will watch it and enjoy it thoroughly! I have something of a reputation of loving terrible films and television. Oh, don't worry, I do love good films too but who isn't a fan of trash? Eurotrip, anyone? GENIUS FILM.
Ah excellent!
I'm not completely sure why I'm bothering with this; I have nothing to say which really defeats the point.
I had a Tumblr but everyone on there, or at least the people I experienced, were fifteen year old teeny boppers with an obsession for los campesinos! and/or johnny foreigner (Don't get me wrong, I'm a big fan of both bands but not to the point where I have to revolve my entire life around them) so instead I've turned to blogger where, hopefully, I'll be able to find some interesting things and, in turn, write something myself - although, knowing me, I'll obsess over the fact that everyone but me has something brilliant to say and I have absolutely nothing apart from "oh my god, how great is Final Fantasy" and I've been flogging that horse for far too many years.
At the moment I'm feeling pretty run down. College is throwing about a million deadlines at me, the wankers, and now I've contracted some grim illness which may be glandular fever. See, if I wasn't such a coward, I'd have an answer to whether it's mono or not but when the doctor (Doctor Ellis, a big jolly man who I've fallen a bit in love with purely for his massive grin) mentioned a blood test, I was ready to leave and return to bed. I don't think it's glandular fever though, I just reckon I'm overtired and headachey and brrr. Yes.
I'm thinking of using this to, er, vaguely document my attempts at being a radio DJ however, at the moment, that just means saying things like "Today I emailed ANOTHER radio station about work experience! Golly gee!" so I'll probably just detail my general goings on as well. Brilliant.
I had a Tumblr but everyone on there, or at least the people I experienced, were fifteen year old teeny boppers with an obsession for los campesinos! and/or johnny foreigner (Don't get me wrong, I'm a big fan of both bands but not to the point where I have to revolve my entire life around them) so instead I've turned to blogger where, hopefully, I'll be able to find some interesting things and, in turn, write something myself - although, knowing me, I'll obsess over the fact that everyone but me has something brilliant to say and I have absolutely nothing apart from "oh my god, how great is Final Fantasy" and I've been flogging that horse for far too many years.
At the moment I'm feeling pretty run down. College is throwing about a million deadlines at me, the wankers, and now I've contracted some grim illness which may be glandular fever. See, if I wasn't such a coward, I'd have an answer to whether it's mono or not but when the doctor (Doctor Ellis, a big jolly man who I've fallen a bit in love with purely for his massive grin) mentioned a blood test, I was ready to leave and return to bed. I don't think it's glandular fever though, I just reckon I'm overtired and headachey and brrr. Yes.
I'm thinking of using this to, er, vaguely document my attempts at being a radio DJ however, at the moment, that just means saying things like "Today I emailed ANOTHER radio station about work experience! Golly gee!" so I'll probably just detail my general goings on as well. Brilliant.
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