Sam came back from the Leighfield gig last night super drunk. He declared he loved me, informed me he was going to Bacchus, and then passed out. I lolled.
Got up about two today as I am a lazy bastard, got ready and went into London. Bounds Green, specifically. Had a meal with my aunt, uncle and four cousins and then we all went to The Latymer School, where Katie (eldest cousin) was in a school jazz concert raising money for the music department. She played the clarinet and sang, and was the most talented one there, clearly. I was slightly alarmed at how attractive some of the boys were though, I'm sure I shouldn't be perving on school boys, even if they are in Year 12 and are 17, hence only three years younger than me. Ick.
Ice and I have been getting all over excited this evening by looking on the internet at what sort of places are available in our price range. By the looks of things, we are going to be able to get a two bedroom place with large living room for less than a grand a month, which between three of us works out remarkably good value. Some of the places are really nice, too, and in our ideal location. I might get a cat to go with my fish. Also, as Sam goes to New Noise every other Wednesday, Ice and I are going to make that an official date night for us and take over the living room. Paint our nails, watch SATC, drink wine, gossip, eat chocolate. It will be brilliant. Almost worth making Sam go out more often.
I started reading 'Twilight' by Stephenie Meyer on the train today. I meant t read it before I saw the film, but things worked out opposite. I am enjoying it a lot! Have also started 'Lady Chatterly's Lover' by D.H. Lawrence which I'm going to really enjoy. I just finished reading Oscar Wilde's play 'The Importance of being Earnest', which I REALLY loved. I studied 'A Woman of No Importance' at A-Level and enjoyed that, which prompted me to read this one. I also read his one and only novel a few weeks ago, 'The Picture of Dorian Gray'. I was sort of disappointed. I did like it, but I definitely think he's better at writing plays! I'm going to have to stop reading things for fun now though as uni kicks back in and I have required reading.
Speaking of that, tomorrow I am going to be a good girl and start reading what I need to for this term. I read '4.48 Psychosis' by Sarah Kane the other afternoon, so that's one down. It was good, although I sort of felt she was writing about herself (after research I found out she was depressed herself) which made it seem kinda overly self-indulgent and a bit pretentious. I read this amazing quote about it that made me do a LOL, by Michael Billington of The Guardian: "How on earth do you award aesthetic points to a 75-minute suicide note?". I thought that was quite well said.
Anyway. Off to read. Night. x
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