I’m back at university now, without a laptop because my hard-drive broke. So that’s getting repaired and should be back to me next week some time hopefully. The only way I can blog is via the university computers, and it’s pretty risky to log onto Tumblr with people around, since 90% of the people I follow are always horny…

Next Friday is the deadline for an essay I haven’t started. we need to create an online CV, talk about 3 student speakers and at least 2 industry speakers, show evidence of posts on forums, discuss work experience, and provide a link to our online CV.
I really should have started it be now, huh? 

I just made a page for the questions I get so it’s easier to see all the creepy and wonderful things people say to me.
Lets start filling it up, shall we? :) 

I’m sick
of giving you 
opportunities 
to prove that
you give a shit.

I want to be anywhere but here right now.

The Avon woman’s at the door.
She’s actually crazy.. stands there and talks to the dog, then starts to growl and pant when she thinks no one’s looking.
I’m not answering the door. 

New Theme
After years of having the same boring theme, I decided to get a better one.
I’ll put the finishing touches on it tomorrow some time.
You like it?

My laptop’s hard drive is corrupt so the only way I can get on the internet is via the computers in the university library, or to borrow my sister’s laptop.
Hopefully my insurance claim will come through soon so I have my own laptop again :)

I was looking through my blog and I realised I haven’t posted an actual blog entry in a while, so here goes…

I’ve got a job now, working at a night club in Birmingham, so sleep is my best friend right now.

I have a lot of assignments due in next week, I’ve started one of them.

I’m running low on money.

The person I’ve been seeing since December broke up with me on Wednesday.

I want something drastic/interesting to happen soon, I’m bored.

I’m going to see 3 Doors Down, Kids in Glass Houses, Mayday Parade, and You Me At Six this month. 

I’m gutted I didn’t get to see Rammstein play in Birmingham.

I thought I had a lot more to say than this.

Goodbye.

Hi Rachel!

My friend Rachel from uni told me she looks at my Tumblr a lot tonight… which means she’s seen my Valentine’s TT.

#awkward

Someone send me a link to a good theme.. so bored of mine now, I’m sure it’s been this way for about a year and a half.

Well apparently I’m hot topic at the moment. Someone I’ve never met/heard of in my life is asking McDonald’s employees about me. 
LMAO.
How random. 

Last time I came home was at the start of November. My whole family came to our house to set off fire works, wherever family is coming to our house my mother pisses me right off, you can’t do a thing without “getting in her way”… sitting on my bed - I’m getting in her way… making some food - I’m getting in her way. Then the family shows up, and she asks if everyone fancies getting an Indian take away and I kindly remind her that I don’t like Indian take aways… after going around everyone and asking what they want off the menu, she gets to me to which I then remind her that I don’t like Indian take aways and would much prefer a Chinese.. but apparently she can’t change the type of take away we’re getting because everyone else has already decided what they want.
As a substitute however, I could have pizza or chips from a shitty pizza place that doesn’t even do thin crust.. because you know, as a student I never eat crappy pizza or chips.
So I ended up having a fucking shitty ready meal out of the freezer while everyone else gets what they wanted (I know that sounds selfish, but the Chinese is just over the road from the Indian place we order from, so it wouldn’t have been a stretch to cross the road and pick up my order while they were there.

Fast forward to today, family from Holland arrived and are spending Christmas at our house.. so this morning my mam wakes me up, and kicks me out of my bedroom to make room from my aunty and uncle to stay. They arrive, and then my mam asks what people would like for dinner, Pizza maybe? or an Indian?
FML.
So I’m stuck again, eating a fucking sh itty ready meal out of the freezer on Christmas eve while everyone else gets massive fuck off take away meals from the Indian.

Thanks for making this feel like home.. can’t wait to go back to uni now.