Well, it's been about six years since I updated this thing. I have been so busy it's been ridiculous.
Exciting Things That Have Happened To Me:
1. I was made Supervisor at work. Awesome.
2. I am now a Student Ambassador too, which means I get to tech kids stuff, and show them round on Open Days and such. It's all kinds of awesome and I've made so many friends.
3. I am now the marketing co-ordinator of the uni Wine Society. How awesome!
4. Sam and I are still blissfully happy. I love that boy more and more every day.
5. Saw Romeo and Juliet at the Globe. That was great. I <3 Ice.
6. Other stuff that I probably can't remember.
It's now that time of year where everyone is going mental trying to get their uni work done. Including me. Add two jobs in there as well as a social life and I'm pretty exhausted all the time. But I'm happy, so it's a good exhausted.
Life is awesome this end! But how are you? x
Saturday 9 May 2009
Saturday 28 February 2009
This week went wrong.
I'm not quite sure what happened but I've been awful this week at going to uni, and instead have got too drunk. I didn't see Sam much over the first half of the week so decided I'd go to New Noise on Wednesday night after work. I actually had a lot of fun, I wasn't very drunk because I'd been at work and only got to the club at midnight, but in a way it was nice being a little bit tipsy rather than terribly drunk. Note to self - drink less when out.
Had work the next day, then in the evening I'd offered to host Rock n Roll Bingo at Knight's Park barin return for a few drinks. Sam came and helped me. I was really nervous to begin with because I get a bit shy when speaking in public, and thought pretty much no one was gonna want to get involved - but everyone in the bar joined in, and my confidence just got more and more as we went on. It was REALLY awesome. People were coming up to me afterwards saying how great it was and when were we going to do it again. Stoked on that! One of my lesbians won though, which I thought was quite funny. Bet everyone thought I'd rigged it.
I'm not sure how it happened, but I ended up battered that night. I didn't really drink much, maybe five drinks? I hadn't eaten anything that day, so perhaps that's why, but my GOD I was so ill. I was really sick that night and fell over on the way home according to Sam. Literally really confused me, considering the relatively small amount I'd had and I got so ill. Didn't feel very well yesterday at all.
Saturday now, and it's finally time for the massive girly night out we've been planning for a few weeks. Even Faridah is coming which is massively brilliant - good timing too as she's just broken up with the boy so needs some loving. Meeting at Holborn at about half 8 then off to Aterskool. EXCITED.
Despite being crap at going to uni this week I handed in the first assignment of this term on Wednesday, and if I do say so myself, it was really bloody good. I worked really hard and got some good quotes (it was a news story fo a journalism module).
Next week I am going to be better and go to all my lectures. Thursday night will be awesome fun though; it's Tamsin's birthday so I'm going into London with her and the other gays and we're going to the SE1 club in London Bridge, which is sort of like an art gallery also, to see some special screening of the Watchmen. Apparently a semi famous band are playing too. It's all very mysterious.
I've also sorted an awesome surprise for Sam which will hopefully happen sometime next week. He's going mad trying to figure out what it is. Lulz.
Had work the next day, then in the evening I'd offered to host Rock n Roll Bingo at Knight's Park barin return for a few drinks. Sam came and helped me. I was really nervous to begin with because I get a bit shy when speaking in public, and thought pretty much no one was gonna want to get involved - but everyone in the bar joined in, and my confidence just got more and more as we went on. It was REALLY awesome. People were coming up to me afterwards saying how great it was and when were we going to do it again. Stoked on that! One of my lesbians won though, which I thought was quite funny. Bet everyone thought I'd rigged it.
I'm not sure how it happened, but I ended up battered that night. I didn't really drink much, maybe five drinks? I hadn't eaten anything that day, so perhaps that's why, but my GOD I was so ill. I was really sick that night and fell over on the way home according to Sam. Literally really confused me, considering the relatively small amount I'd had and I got so ill. Didn't feel very well yesterday at all.
Saturday now, and it's finally time for the massive girly night out we've been planning for a few weeks. Even Faridah is coming which is massively brilliant - good timing too as she's just broken up with the boy so needs some loving. Meeting at Holborn at about half 8 then off to Aterskool. EXCITED.
Despite being crap at going to uni this week I handed in the first assignment of this term on Wednesday, and if I do say so myself, it was really bloody good. I worked really hard and got some good quotes (it was a news story fo a journalism module).
Next week I am going to be better and go to all my lectures. Thursday night will be awesome fun though; it's Tamsin's birthday so I'm going into London with her and the other gays and we're going to the SE1 club in London Bridge, which is sort of like an art gallery also, to see some special screening of the Watchmen. Apparently a semi famous band are playing too. It's all very mysterious.
I've also sorted an awesome surprise for Sam which will hopefully happen sometime next week. He's going mad trying to figure out what it is. Lulz.
Friday 27 February 2009
Sunday 22 February 2009
Been a while..
Yo!
I've been out doing lots of fun stuff, hence not writing on here for a while. Also, work and uni has been H E C T I C this week. I've taken on extra shifts at a bar on the other campus at uni, which is good for monies, but bad for sleepies. So have been very tired this week. Also been dead good at uni and have been doing all the work and so on like a nerd. Course, this has all made me exhausted, but on the other hand my sleeping pattern has sorted itself out, and when I went out last night I really let my hair down and properly felt as if I deserved to, which was hugely satisfying.
I finished work just gone midnight on Friday, and Sam was a darling and met me so I didn't have to walk home in the dark by myself (I'd missed the last bus). We got back and I had a well deserved gin and a roll up, and then we watched the third episode of Boys and Girls Alone. Normally, I wouldn't touch programmes like this with a barge pole - it's basically Big Brother but with kids. But holy mother of crap, you guys - it is absoutely brilliantly superbly hysterically funny. I demand you all go and 4OD it immediately. The third episode is definitely the best so far; I was literally crying with laughter at some of the stuff the kids were coming out with. Brilliant stuff. Last episode this week though, very sad times.
Saturday we had a nice lie in , then went into London. I took Sam to Borough Market as it is the mos incredible food market I've ever been to and he'd never gone before. You should go too. We bought awesome Jamaican patties for our lunch (we wanted ostrich burgers but the queues were mental) and ate them in a beer garden on the Thames, right next to Francis Drake's boat, the Armada. That was super cool. Then we walked right along the river from London Bridge to Southwark, past the Globe and the Tate and so on, which was really awesome. We have decided we want to live in the Oxo Building, and Sam introduced me to a great second hand book market, which had me far too excited.
Sam went off to Notting Hill to a gig about half five so I went and met Rey, Millsy and Chaddock for some drinks off Oxford Street. Ended up in the John Snow and miraculously got seats. Shock!! Had a few bevvies, Sam met us later, and then we all headed to Afterskool. I got battered for a ridiculously small amount of money - three pints for £3.60? Cant argue with that. God Bless half price drink hour.
Was good to see lots of people - especially Rosie, who has been horribly absent for a while - and Sam and I both fell asleep on the nightbus so the usual nightmarish hour journey home was absolutely a success. Apparently I had a mini strop walking down Oxford Street as we saw an (www N87 drive past and I was absolutely adamant that it was the very last nightbus and there were no more ever. I'm amazing.
I'm finally caught up with Questionable Content (www.questionablecontent.net) which is very sad, as now I only get one comic a day. Boo hiss. Does mean I'll use my spare time more constructively though. Maybe.
Have still been feeling a bit weird about the whole SamgoingtoseeDerrenBrownwithhisfamilyandhisex thing. In general I'm not bothered, but every now and again I remember and it makes my tummy go all blurgh. I don't like that it bothers me. I had a five minute emotional freak-out on Sam last night at the club. It started out of nowhere, I ranted for about three minutes, then promptly became a normal human being again. I think Sam finds me funny when I do that. Pfft.
This week will be mainly uni work, bar work, eat, sleep, repeat. I miiiiiiight go to New Noise on Wednesday, but probably not, as I am trying to be careful with my spenditure and I have uni at 9am on Thursday. And I'm going out on Saturday with the girls (totally super excited about this) and I think one night out a week is enough, for both my wallet and my liver.
Sam is currently out filming a documentary about a band he likes called Pharaohs. I'm really stoked for him that he's getting hands on with this stuff and going out and doing it for fun, not just for uni. It also makes me think I should start writing again - but seriously. As in try and get something vaguely publishable (made up words FTW) in the works. Or at least begin formulating an idea. Stay tuned, folks.
I am talking like an American cheerleader tonight. Also, in the past week I've said 'flipside' twice. I'm diseased.
P.S. You lot didn't appreciate the comics. Heretics.
I've been out doing lots of fun stuff, hence not writing on here for a while. Also, work and uni has been H E C T I C this week. I've taken on extra shifts at a bar on the other campus at uni, which is good for monies, but bad for sleepies. So have been very tired this week. Also been dead good at uni and have been doing all the work and so on like a nerd. Course, this has all made me exhausted, but on the other hand my sleeping pattern has sorted itself out, and when I went out last night I really let my hair down and properly felt as if I deserved to, which was hugely satisfying.
I finished work just gone midnight on Friday, and Sam was a darling and met me so I didn't have to walk home in the dark by myself (I'd missed the last bus). We got back and I had a well deserved gin and a roll up, and then we watched the third episode of Boys and Girls Alone. Normally, I wouldn't touch programmes like this with a barge pole - it's basically Big Brother but with kids. But holy mother of crap, you guys - it is absoutely brilliantly superbly hysterically funny. I demand you all go and 4OD it immediately. The third episode is definitely the best so far; I was literally crying with laughter at some of the stuff the kids were coming out with. Brilliant stuff. Last episode this week though, very sad times.
Saturday we had a nice lie in , then went into London. I took Sam to Borough Market as it is the mos incredible food market I've ever been to and he'd never gone before. You should go too. We bought awesome Jamaican patties for our lunch (we wanted ostrich burgers but the queues were mental) and ate them in a beer garden on the Thames, right next to Francis Drake's boat, the Armada. That was super cool. Then we walked right along the river from London Bridge to Southwark, past the Globe and the Tate and so on, which was really awesome. We have decided we want to live in the Oxo Building, and Sam introduced me to a great second hand book market, which had me far too excited.
Sam went off to Notting Hill to a gig about half five so I went and met Rey, Millsy and Chaddock for some drinks off Oxford Street. Ended up in the John Snow and miraculously got seats. Shock!! Had a few bevvies, Sam met us later, and then we all headed to Afterskool. I got battered for a ridiculously small amount of money - three pints for £3.60? Cant argue with that. God Bless half price drink hour.
Was good to see lots of people - especially Rosie, who has been horribly absent for a while - and Sam and I both fell asleep on the nightbus so the usual nightmarish hour journey home was absolutely a success. Apparently I had a mini strop walking down Oxford Street as we saw an (www N87 drive past and I was absolutely adamant that it was the very last nightbus and there were no more ever. I'm amazing.
I'm finally caught up with Questionable Content (www.questionablecontent.net) which is very sad, as now I only get one comic a day. Boo hiss. Does mean I'll use my spare time more constructively though. Maybe.
Have still been feeling a bit weird about the whole SamgoingtoseeDerrenBrownwithhisfamilyandhisex thing. In general I'm not bothered, but every now and again I remember and it makes my tummy go all blurgh. I don't like that it bothers me. I had a five minute emotional freak-out on Sam last night at the club. It started out of nowhere, I ranted for about three minutes, then promptly became a normal human being again. I think Sam finds me funny when I do that. Pfft.
This week will be mainly uni work, bar work, eat, sleep, repeat. I miiiiiiight go to New Noise on Wednesday, but probably not, as I am trying to be careful with my spenditure and I have uni at 9am on Thursday. And I'm going out on Saturday with the girls (totally super excited about this) and I think one night out a week is enough, for both my wallet and my liver.
Sam is currently out filming a documentary about a band he likes called Pharaohs. I'm really stoked for him that he's getting hands on with this stuff and going out and doing it for fun, not just for uni. It also makes me think I should start writing again - but seriously. As in try and get something vaguely publishable (made up words FTW) in the works. Or at least begin formulating an idea. Stay tuned, folks.
I am talking like an American cheerleader tonight. Also, in the past week I've said 'flipside' twice. I'm diseased.
P.S. You lot didn't appreciate the comics. Heretics.
Friday 13 February 2009
I should probably go to sleep...
...but I've fallen back into my nightly hoursandhoursandhoursofreadingquestionablecontent.
I probably just woke my housemates up reading the above. I lolled a lot.
And now I'm think about dogs. They're, like, y'know. Fuzzy.
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