My friend and i (it seems i only have one friend the amount i've spoken about mary!) .. but my other friend. Alice Stennett. Well, alice and i, we work together and we often come up with weird things to amuse us as we pass through the lengthy day.
On saturday we came up with fun names for the days of the week relating to food. (we work in a deli)
So, Monday= Manday (not food, but funny if you say it like in a gangsta way)
Tuesday=Cheeseday
Wednesday= Wensliday (as in wenslidale)
Thursday- Thurstday
Friday- Frieday (as in fried egg)
Saturday -saladay
Sunday- sunday ....couldnt think of one
They're a bit shit. but fun. and amusing when you try to prounounce them. seeming as its my favourite day today, i thought i'd blog on cheeseday despite not much to talk about
Had a cracker of a day revising, walked to and from college to shed some more pounds------ magaLUF. can't wait.................................................................................................................
Atleast its incentive to get fit and toned.
eugh talking of fit and toned, i'm going to the gym tomorrow morning at 8am. must get some kip.
Tuesday, 14 June 2011
Sunday, 12 June 2011
mothers day
i know it's not mothers day, but i had a 'mothers day' today.
i rarely see her anymore because she's off with her boyfriend. (which sounds weird and young, she has a boyfriend at 48. ew. such wrong terminology. she has a partner, and they're 48.... yes much more acceptable)
so i find myself at home alone quite a lot of the time. sometimes i get saved by Mary, who keeps me company :)
So today, we woke up and i had some lovely bran flakes with yogurt and melon. I did 2 hours of revision. (brain started to hurt and deffo needed a break) so mum and i went to town and had a coffee in Starbucks. we then saw wagamammas as we were walking to the car and decided to have a spot of lunch to try it out. mm very tasty, and apparently only had 450 calories in it. (i looked it up, Lizzie the sad kid.)
then, we went to waitrose to get some more food. (i swear all we ever do is think about food) and we got so distracted by the Tupperware boxes, ended up buying some super cool ones with multi-compartments. tomorrow, i plan to store carrots chopped up, and raisins in the other side. Mum also went a bit nice, and bought me some string and pegs because i said i wanted to decorate my room with photos and she just loaded the trolley with equipment for me. ..... it must have been something in her food.
We then came home, and i did about 3 hours more of solid revision. by this time my head really genuinely did hurt and i was struggling to read out the textbook any more. I decided to go for a run to try and clear my head a bit. It was raining, and when i say raining... i mean heavy, wet, windy, splashy, cold kind of rain, gusting in my face. To make it worse, I've just had a fringe cut in, and when i ran, it just parted and made me have 'curtains' ... wet looking curtains. hope no one spotted it was me. next time I'll wear a paper bag over my head with eye holes cut so i can see where I'm going but avoid curtain appearances.
Felt really good after the run, and then settled down with mum with a bowl of soup, an apple, a small pot of raisins and some grapes for pudding. We watched a film called, 'definitely maybe' and although we thought it would be a bit cliche, it was actually quite good. related back to us, as it was to do with a divorce! (my parents are divorced)
I just tidied my room, and hung my string and pegs up with some old classic photos. Need to get my film camera developed soon, see what disasters I've been snapping.
Revision is the burden of my life at the present time, and i don't want to waste any more time talking about it. I don't even want to mention the subject because I'm meant to be studying it at uni for 4 years commencing September but honestly, i don't think I'm going to be capable of it.
as you can see by the bold aspects of this post, I've been a very busy bee today.
now i must lay my head to rest, bon nuit mes amis
i rarely see her anymore because she's off with her boyfriend. (which sounds weird and young, she has a boyfriend at 48. ew. such wrong terminology. she has a partner, and they're 48.... yes much more acceptable)
so i find myself at home alone quite a lot of the time. sometimes i get saved by Mary, who keeps me company :)
So today, we woke up and i had some lovely bran flakes with yogurt and melon. I did 2 hours of revision. (brain started to hurt and deffo needed a break) so mum and i went to town and had a coffee in Starbucks. we then saw wagamammas as we were walking to the car and decided to have a spot of lunch to try it out. mm very tasty, and apparently only had 450 calories in it. (i looked it up, Lizzie the sad kid.)
then, we went to waitrose to get some more food. (i swear all we ever do is think about food) and we got so distracted by the Tupperware boxes, ended up buying some super cool ones with multi-compartments. tomorrow, i plan to store carrots chopped up, and raisins in the other side. Mum also went a bit nice, and bought me some string and pegs because i said i wanted to decorate my room with photos and she just loaded the trolley with equipment for me. ..... it must have been something in her food.
We then came home, and i did about 3 hours more of solid revision. by this time my head really genuinely did hurt and i was struggling to read out the textbook any more. I decided to go for a run to try and clear my head a bit. It was raining, and when i say raining... i mean heavy, wet, windy, splashy, cold kind of rain, gusting in my face. To make it worse, I've just had a fringe cut in, and when i ran, it just parted and made me have 'curtains' ... wet looking curtains. hope no one spotted it was me. next time I'll wear a paper bag over my head with eye holes cut so i can see where I'm going but avoid curtain appearances.
Felt really good after the run, and then settled down with mum with a bowl of soup, an apple, a small pot of raisins and some grapes for pudding. We watched a film called, 'definitely maybe' and although we thought it would be a bit cliche, it was actually quite good. related back to us, as it was to do with a divorce! (my parents are divorced)
I just tidied my room, and hung my string and pegs up with some old classic photos. Need to get my film camera developed soon, see what disasters I've been snapping.
Revision is the burden of my life at the present time, and i don't want to waste any more time talking about it. I don't even want to mention the subject because I'm meant to be studying it at uni for 4 years commencing September but honestly, i don't think I'm going to be capable of it.
as you can see by the bold aspects of this post, I've been a very busy bee today.
now i must lay my head to rest, bon nuit mes amis
Monday, 30 May 2011
the crumble which didn't crumble
Really have had a productive day of revision.../baking. Baking food is so indescribably satisfying. If revision and baking were not verbs and in actual fact humans, baking would destroy revision until it was lying helpless on the floor.
I decided to invite dear v-mary round to do some revision. She was like 'sure', so she hurried on over in Trav the oblong. We ended up deciding to make lunch before we 'cracked on' and made a delicious pasta salad. It included, pasta (obvs), ham, kidney beans, peas, garlic, parsley, parmesan, olive oil dressing (which nearly blew my head off when i tried it as it was so strong!) mixed it all together, and shabang. We then wanted something sweet, so decided to bake a summer fruits crumble.. Well, it was meant to be easy but we ended up starting the bread crumbs again as ours turned into dough. Bread crumbs, i mean you'd think they'd be easy to make! hell no, they're a dark horse when it comes to complexity. So anyway, we eventually managed to resolve that problem, we also managed to stain the chopping board with blackberry juices and mis-judge the amount of bread crumbs we needed in order to cover the fruits. A quick panic of making up some more crumble and throwing it on top worked marvelously. Must say, with a splodge of ice cream and a cup of tea, we were over the moon.
Also
1.managed to get 2 hours of revision done
2.tidy my room with Mary's moral support of sitting on my bed complaining about my wall destruction
3.watch 'made in chelsea' which mary and i have found a resembling character to an OLD friend of ours. Spencer, is the double! He looks like him, drives the same car, dresses like him, and talks just like him. 'Hun' and 'mate' are two significant examples of words he says where he leaves his tongue at the back of his teeth without finishing the word properly.... what posh people do. (wannabe-posh-people)
Now in bed with the prospect of getting up in exactly 6 hours and 20 minutes. Not long at all-money money money.
Left over pasta salad for lunch, i'm like a kid on Christmas eve, can't wait for it.
Ps My ukulele has arrived, i'm going to get strumming so soon.
I decided to invite dear v-mary round to do some revision. She was like 'sure', so she hurried on over in Trav the oblong. We ended up deciding to make lunch before we 'cracked on' and made a delicious pasta salad. It included, pasta (obvs), ham, kidney beans, peas, garlic, parsley, parmesan, olive oil dressing (which nearly blew my head off when i tried it as it was so strong!) mixed it all together, and shabang. We then wanted something sweet, so decided to bake a summer fruits crumble.. Well, it was meant to be easy but we ended up starting the bread crumbs again as ours turned into dough. Bread crumbs, i mean you'd think they'd be easy to make! hell no, they're a dark horse when it comes to complexity. So anyway, we eventually managed to resolve that problem, we also managed to stain the chopping board with blackberry juices and mis-judge the amount of bread crumbs we needed in order to cover the fruits. A quick panic of making up some more crumble and throwing it on top worked marvelously. Must say, with a splodge of ice cream and a cup of tea, we were over the moon.
Also
1.managed to get 2 hours of revision done
2.tidy my room with Mary's moral support of sitting on my bed complaining about my wall destruction
3.watch 'made in chelsea' which mary and i have found a resembling character to an OLD friend of ours. Spencer, is the double! He looks like him, drives the same car, dresses like him, and talks just like him. 'Hun' and 'mate' are two significant examples of words he says where he leaves his tongue at the back of his teeth without finishing the word properly.... what posh people do. (wannabe-posh-people)
Now in bed with the prospect of getting up in exactly 6 hours and 20 minutes. Not long at all-money money money.
Left over pasta salad for lunch, i'm like a kid on Christmas eve, can't wait for it.
Ps My ukulele has arrived, i'm going to get strumming so soon.
Saturday, 28 May 2011
traditional ma
I've just returned from the meal celebrating my sisters 21st birthday.. with ma. Ma is my grandma but when my oldest cousin was a baby, learning to talk, he couldn't pronounce 'grandma' and it ended up being abbreviated to 'ma' and that's how its been ever since.
Anyway, went out for a meal, and she likes to have a few glasses of the pino. Instead of getting the usual tipsy and slurring the words, ma has a reputation of being quite rude, ignorant and usually emotional as well. (always a joy, never a chore to see her drunk. cough cough) So tonight, she asked me why I'd got into uni to do law if I'd done photography and dance at A level. And rolled her eyes. She doesn't understand.. the typical traditional opinion of academic is the only way to go. In actual fact, i think someone being creative makes them a much more interesting person to know. Everyone i know that does creative a levels/hobbies etc is a much much more worthy person to hang out with and it annoys me how she is so ignorant to the individuality of people. She also told me 'i just think its a very odd choice of subjects and i don't think you made the right choice considering you want to be a lawyer' 1) i don't want to be a lawyer 2) i can justify why i do the subjects i have done with a million reasons. She shook her head at me, and laughed in a patronising, sadistic way roughly 5 times tonight. She also told off my step-mum for saying 'she goes' instead of 'she said' when she was explaining a story about what a lady said.
Got a bit tense over dinner to say the least and I'm glad I'm home away from her and her ridiculous views on how life should be. This has just made me so encouraged to prove her wrong and get really good grades in all my subjects..
Also,
i left my cleaning job yesterday. I didn't think I'd be emotional as I've only been there for a year. But because I've been there every day,seeing the same people every day, i did become all emotional! Especially as i think i have met my perfect man who works there! He is so amazing, he's 24+ (unsure of the age) mind you! And really tall. But he did a law degree (snap) and loves running (snap) and has this just-right sense of humour and charm which will last him a life time! He's just so dreamy. And i had to leave him! And I'll never see him again. And i feel heart-broken! I was trying to think of ways i could track him down now I've left, because now I'm not employed there it wouldn't be unprofessional if we hang out, would it? No. Unfortunately to my dismay, i reckon he has a long term girlfriend, if he doesn't - i don't know why he wouldn't be snapped up straight away. (that's a phrase mum likes to use quite often.) I don't think I'll forget him, in 10 years time i will still be intrigued!
Tomorrow i am going to go to Brighton, after I've hit the gym. In need of some new clothes, a new life, a new guy, and a new body. (importance going in reverse order!)
good night from the un-academic, un-employed, single one.
Anyway, went out for a meal, and she likes to have a few glasses of the pino. Instead of getting the usual tipsy and slurring the words, ma has a reputation of being quite rude, ignorant and usually emotional as well. (always a joy, never a chore to see her drunk. cough cough) So tonight, she asked me why I'd got into uni to do law if I'd done photography and dance at A level. And rolled her eyes. She doesn't understand.. the typical traditional opinion of academic is the only way to go. In actual fact, i think someone being creative makes them a much more interesting person to know. Everyone i know that does creative a levels/hobbies etc is a much much more worthy person to hang out with and it annoys me how she is so ignorant to the individuality of people. She also told me 'i just think its a very odd choice of subjects and i don't think you made the right choice considering you want to be a lawyer' 1) i don't want to be a lawyer 2) i can justify why i do the subjects i have done with a million reasons. She shook her head at me, and laughed in a patronising, sadistic way roughly 5 times tonight. She also told off my step-mum for saying 'she goes' instead of 'she said' when she was explaining a story about what a lady said.
Got a bit tense over dinner to say the least and I'm glad I'm home away from her and her ridiculous views on how life should be. This has just made me so encouraged to prove her wrong and get really good grades in all my subjects..
Also,
i left my cleaning job yesterday. I didn't think I'd be emotional as I've only been there for a year. But because I've been there every day,seeing the same people every day, i did become all emotional! Especially as i think i have met my perfect man who works there! He is so amazing, he's 24+ (unsure of the age) mind you! And really tall. But he did a law degree (snap) and loves running (snap) and has this just-right sense of humour and charm which will last him a life time! He's just so dreamy. And i had to leave him! And I'll never see him again. And i feel heart-broken! I was trying to think of ways i could track him down now I've left, because now I'm not employed there it wouldn't be unprofessional if we hang out, would it? No. Unfortunately to my dismay, i reckon he has a long term girlfriend, if he doesn't - i don't know why he wouldn't be snapped up straight away. (that's a phrase mum likes to use quite often.) I don't think I'll forget him, in 10 years time i will still be intrigued!
Tomorrow i am going to go to Brighton, after I've hit the gym. In need of some new clothes, a new life, a new guy, and a new body. (importance going in reverse order!)
good night from the un-academic, un-employed, single one.
Saturday, 21 May 2011
all sorts of coconuts
I have been so rubbish!
And i can't be bothered to re-blog from the other day when i was meant to talk about my northern adventure.
Instead, I'll sum up my life which is more current than last week.
Was my older soeur's 21st birthday on Tuesday. I did a trick and told her i wasn't coming to her party; instead turned up with my Mary with gifts varying from home-made cards, coconuts, pineapples and builders orange cones. (The latter was once we'd had a few glasses of wine- we went on a hunt for naughty things, and came across this joy!) We also met some very funny people on this walk-a-bout. We sat in the garden most of the night, and chatted to various people, including this one nutter. Actually, she wasn't a nutter, quite the opposite. She nearly made us fall asleep, the convo was so serious for about half an hour.. and because we were sitting down all settled.... we couldn't escape! Imagine the dilemma we faced. In the end, we bottled her, stole her money, wrote 'boring' on her head and ran off.. and that was the end of that......
The next day (Wednesday) we managed to spend unreal amounts on tea and hang-over food. So regretful! Especially as the cafe we were in started to become a bit claustrophobic and we got a bit silly; over tired.
Highlight of my day was going to the library of crawley town. 1) felt good for doing something productive with our day 2)We didn't go to college, so made me feel less guilty but the ultimate highlight was number 3.... 3) the man also in the library (quiet area) who kept clearing his throat every 10 seconds.. we wanted to throttle him.. it was like a grunt, didn't even sound human. I wish i could put a voice recording on this. Very funny, but felt like we should be on one of those tv programs that films peoples reactions to annoying things!
Rest of the week has been a bit of a shambles.. Didn't go to college after Tuesday- simple cba basically. I have started revision finally.. but not getting very far as i get distracted by other things such as bargains on eBay. (guilty pleasure)
I've done no exercise today, and feel horribly obese. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.
10am - work
maybe not
night fellas.
PS i have SO much more i could talk about, its frustrating that my laptop is about to run out of battery
my fingers feel like they could type forever- its almost automatic, I'm not even thinking about it.. shit,, I'm still typing. I'll fall asleep in a minute, or my laptop will die.
---COMPUTER SHUTTING DOWN---
(clever)
And i can't be bothered to re-blog from the other day when i was meant to talk about my northern adventure.
Instead, I'll sum up my life which is more current than last week.
Was my older soeur's 21st birthday on Tuesday. I did a trick and told her i wasn't coming to her party; instead turned up with my Mary with gifts varying from home-made cards, coconuts, pineapples and builders orange cones. (The latter was once we'd had a few glasses of wine- we went on a hunt for naughty things, and came across this joy!) We also met some very funny people on this walk-a-bout. We sat in the garden most of the night, and chatted to various people, including this one nutter. Actually, she wasn't a nutter, quite the opposite. She nearly made us fall asleep, the convo was so serious for about half an hour.. and because we were sitting down all settled.... we couldn't escape! Imagine the dilemma we faced. In the end, we bottled her, stole her money, wrote 'boring' on her head and ran off.. and that was the end of that......
The next day (Wednesday) we managed to spend unreal amounts on tea and hang-over food. So regretful! Especially as the cafe we were in started to become a bit claustrophobic and we got a bit silly; over tired.
Highlight of my day was going to the library of crawley town. 1) felt good for doing something productive with our day 2)We didn't go to college, so made me feel less guilty but the ultimate highlight was number 3.... 3) the man also in the library (quiet area) who kept clearing his throat every 10 seconds.. we wanted to throttle him.. it was like a grunt, didn't even sound human. I wish i could put a voice recording on this. Very funny, but felt like we should be on one of those tv programs that films peoples reactions to annoying things!
Rest of the week has been a bit of a shambles.. Didn't go to college after Tuesday- simple cba basically. I have started revision finally.. but not getting very far as i get distracted by other things such as bargains on eBay. (guilty pleasure)
I've done no exercise today, and feel horribly obese. Tomorrow is going to be a good day.
10am - work
maybe not
night fellas.
PS i have SO much more i could talk about, its frustrating that my laptop is about to run out of battery
my fingers feel like they could type forever- its almost automatic, I'm not even thinking about it.. shit,, I'm still typing. I'll fall asleep in a minute, or my laptop will die.
---COMPUTER SHUTTING DOWN---
(clever)
Sunday, 15 May 2011
Northern adventure
Currently listening to James Blake and meant to be revising, but this music just tempts me too much to start writing a blog. Its perfect writing accompaniment. Also the fact I've stopped revision for blog purposes is justified as i haven't written a blog for a good week.... so here goes
actually i'll come back to this later, cba
actually i'll come back to this later, cba
Saturday, 7 May 2011
Jasminda&me
I am such a loner, with my cat.
That is all. Dear lord, its Saturday night. How excellently awful
That is all. Dear lord, its Saturday night. How excellently awful
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