Saturday, 7 January 2012
Sunday, 1 January 2012
Start the New Year on a Good Note
Well, I think first things first: happy new year! Hope everyone has started the new year in the right style, whether it be celebrating, drinking, watching fireworks, or indeed sleeping! I myself only woke up an hour or so ago but I can tell I'm gonna crash later this afternoon because I think I only got about 5 hours sleep last night.
This was the first time since 2000 that I have actually stayed awake to enter the new year. This year is going to be a big year for me - I'm going to make it good! There are lots of significant birthdays and anniversary's this year, not to mention the London Olympics and the Diamond Jubilee!
Anyway, this new year, I spent at my boyfriends house - in fact, I am still here, wearing his dressing gown! It's his Dad's fiftieth birthday today so they had a house party with the family last night that lasted well into the early hours of the morning. (The boyfriend and I gave up and went to bed about one in the morning.) Yep, the whole family was there, aunts and uncles, plenty of cousins, grandparents, not to mention the bloody dog getting under everyone's feet. To put it lightly, the house was packed.
Don't get me wrong, I like the Boyfriend's family. I get on really well with his mum, one of his aunt's and hi mum's brother. But his dad's brothers? Apart from the fact that I believe they have only just learnt my name after nearly five years, they kind of scare me. Which is why I didn't go into the kitchen all night without the Boyfriend. Because that was their lair for the evening - right next to the booze.
Despite all this family drama and whatnot, I had a good time. Around 11, when me and the Boyfriend had only had a few drinks between us, the adults were getting incredibly tipsy and loud. Which means stupidly funny. To be honest, I can't even remember what we had been laughing about! Well, no, I definitely remember it involved a lot of dirty jokes.
Then it was the countdown. We watched Big Ben clockface in the last ten seconds then called out 'happy new year!' Well, you know how it goes. I even got my New Year kiss!
And then, it was officially Andy's birthday. Some of the men tried to light Chinese lanterns out on the drive but it was too windy and wet, so that failed. So we gathered in the living room and watched him open his birthday presents, which involved a lot of confetti. If it didn't go on the floor, then it was on the dog. I'm pretty sure she was trying to eat some of it - daft dog.
As I said, me and the Boyfriend snuck away before anyone had left but it was quieting down and I think they had all gone by about 3 in the morning. At least that's when I finally managed to get to sleep. Now all there is to do this morning is vacuum the whole of downstairs, which is still covering in confetti and wrapping paper. Meh, maybe after a nap.
Hope everyone had a good start to the new year, has got their resolutions sorted - I don't - and aren't too hungover to enjoy the day! Happy new year <3
This was the first time since 2000 that I have actually stayed awake to enter the new year. This year is going to be a big year for me - I'm going to make it good! There are lots of significant birthdays and anniversary's this year, not to mention the London Olympics and the Diamond Jubilee!
Anyway, this new year, I spent at my boyfriends house - in fact, I am still here, wearing his dressing gown! It's his Dad's fiftieth birthday today so they had a house party with the family last night that lasted well into the early hours of the morning. (The boyfriend and I gave up and went to bed about one in the morning.) Yep, the whole family was there, aunts and uncles, plenty of cousins, grandparents, not to mention the bloody dog getting under everyone's feet. To put it lightly, the house was packed.
Don't get me wrong, I like the Boyfriend's family. I get on really well with his mum, one of his aunt's and hi mum's brother. But his dad's brothers? Apart from the fact that I believe they have only just learnt my name after nearly five years, they kind of scare me. Which is why I didn't go into the kitchen all night without the Boyfriend. Because that was their lair for the evening - right next to the booze.
Despite all this family drama and whatnot, I had a good time. Around 11, when me and the Boyfriend had only had a few drinks between us, the adults were getting incredibly tipsy and loud. Which means stupidly funny. To be honest, I can't even remember what we had been laughing about! Well, no, I definitely remember it involved a lot of dirty jokes.
Then it was the countdown. We watched Big Ben clockface in the last ten seconds then called out 'happy new year!' Well, you know how it goes. I even got my New Year kiss!
And then, it was officially Andy's birthday. Some of the men tried to light Chinese lanterns out on the drive but it was too windy and wet, so that failed. So we gathered in the living room and watched him open his birthday presents, which involved a lot of confetti. If it didn't go on the floor, then it was on the dog. I'm pretty sure she was trying to eat some of it - daft dog.
As I said, me and the Boyfriend snuck away before anyone had left but it was quieting down and I think they had all gone by about 3 in the morning. At least that's when I finally managed to get to sleep. Now all there is to do this morning is vacuum the whole of downstairs, which is still covering in confetti and wrapping paper. Meh, maybe after a nap.
Hope everyone had a good start to the new year, has got their resolutions sorted - I don't - and aren't too hungover to enjoy the day! Happy new year <3
Friday, 23 December 2011
Sunday, 18 December 2011
Holidays Are Coming!
You can tell it's the run down to Christmas when:
1 - Christmas specials are all over the TV
2 - I get excited by the single digits for Sleeps To Santa
3 - I watch my Christmas movies: The Grinch and The Santa Clause
4 - I make my family watch the reruns of the ITV Christmas pantomimes. Again.
I'm sure there are plenty more, like singing along to the Coca Cola advert and having Christmas songs stuck in your head. My point is, I woke up this morning and it took me only a few minutes to realise that it is exactly one week til Christmas!
And like the child I am, I got ridiculously excited.
Later today, I am going to sit down with The Boyfriend and watch The Grinch. And all this week, the pantomimes are on at half 5 in the evening, so I know what I'm doing!
On Tuesday, I am getting together with some of my friends from sixth form, who I haven't seen since the summer, and we are having a Christmas meal in a local pub, which should be good fun. At least, I really hope it will be, because they was a lot of drama trying to organise it. But let's not get into that; I do not wish to spoil my Christmas mood with bitching.
In case I don't talk again beforehand, I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a good winter holiday. <3
1 - Christmas specials are all over the TV
2 - I get excited by the single digits for Sleeps To Santa
3 - I watch my Christmas movies: The Grinch and The Santa Clause
4 - I make my family watch the reruns of the ITV Christmas pantomimes. Again.
I'm sure there are plenty more, like singing along to the Coca Cola advert and having Christmas songs stuck in your head. My point is, I woke up this morning and it took me only a few minutes to realise that it is exactly one week til Christmas!
And like the child I am, I got ridiculously excited.
Later today, I am going to sit down with The Boyfriend and watch The Grinch. And all this week, the pantomimes are on at half 5 in the evening, so I know what I'm doing!
On Tuesday, I am getting together with some of my friends from sixth form, who I haven't seen since the summer, and we are having a Christmas meal in a local pub, which should be good fun. At least, I really hope it will be, because they was a lot of drama trying to organise it. But let's not get into that; I do not wish to spoil my Christmas mood with bitching.
In case I don't talk again beforehand, I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a good winter holiday. <3
Saturday, 3 December 2011
Remember the time we stole the whole day?
I should probably be finishing off my essay or cleaning my room or doing something productive but for several reasons, I simply do not have the energy. The main reason is for the last few days I have been suffering from a cold. This has led me to realise something... well actually two things. One, my immune system sucks. And two, I get sick when I have work to do.
This time, I have an essay due in on Tuesday. I finished it this morning, all 2500 words, it just needs editing and printing off. And luckily, I have had most of the past week off to write it. Which is actually quite fortunate because last Monday, I caught a cough. Then Wednesday, I woke up with a sore throat. Then yesterday I suffered the whole day with a running nose. Now it's Saturday and I have the whole shebang!
This sort of thing has happened to me before. Last year over Easter I had two 2000 word essays to write in a week and a half, with the flu. Good track record, huh?
But I'm pretty sure you don't want to hear all this. What I do want you hear about, if you haven't already, is Alex Day's new song 'Forever Yours'. I am a little bit obsessed with it. Can't help it, it is so good! Anyway, here's Charlie's video for it - stupidly funny! And on Nerimon's channel, he plea's to help him get it to Christmas Number One, so I am spreading the word! Yep, to all five of my readers...
This time, I have an essay due in on Tuesday. I finished it this morning, all 2500 words, it just needs editing and printing off. And luckily, I have had most of the past week off to write it. Which is actually quite fortunate because last Monday, I caught a cough. Then Wednesday, I woke up with a sore throat. Then yesterday I suffered the whole day with a running nose. Now it's Saturday and I have the whole shebang!
This sort of thing has happened to me before. Last year over Easter I had two 2000 word essays to write in a week and a half, with the flu. Good track record, huh?
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
Don't Talk To Strangers!
And I don't mean that in the sense that parents tell their kids that. No. I mean that I can't talk to strangers. It's not that I have grown up with really strict parents that would drag me away when someone smiled at me, or that when someone I don't know tries to engage me in conversation, I just ignore them. No, apparently I can't talk to strangers.
A few instances in the last couple of months has made me realise this. The most common sort of incident is a mother apologising for her child wondering into my path and I have to slow down and/or move around. I am pretty sure normal people are able to smile and say "Oh, no problem. Kids huh?" But I can't. When this happens to me, I sort of smile or smirk, watching them out of the corner of my eye and walk quickly on. Then, when I have walked on and left the people behind me, I think 'Why didn't I say anything? Is it really that difficult to say that?'
Does anyone else do this? Surely I cannot be the only one this nervous or whatever it is that is stopping a 20 year old woman from talking to people! God, it's so frustrating that I can't even say 'You're welcome' to someone who actually thanks me for waiting out of the way!
Ok, I think that's enough of a rant for now. A few quick observations before I sign off. One - I just saw the Coca Cola advert, which means it is now Christmas (This is probably a UK thing, by the way). Two - I have a stinking cold and should be writing an essay that's due in next week. Three - actually, I don't think I have anything else to say. So, in that case, this was a little bit rubbish and I apologise and I will see you next time.
A few instances in the last couple of months has made me realise this. The most common sort of incident is a mother apologising for her child wondering into my path and I have to slow down and/or move around. I am pretty sure normal people are able to smile and say "Oh, no problem. Kids huh?" But I can't. When this happens to me, I sort of smile or smirk, watching them out of the corner of my eye and walk quickly on. Then, when I have walked on and left the people behind me, I think 'Why didn't I say anything? Is it really that difficult to say that?'
Does anyone else do this? Surely I cannot be the only one this nervous or whatever it is that is stopping a 20 year old woman from talking to people! God, it's so frustrating that I can't even say 'You're welcome' to someone who actually thanks me for waiting out of the way!
Ok, I think that's enough of a rant for now. A few quick observations before I sign off. One - I just saw the Coca Cola advert, which means it is now Christmas (This is probably a UK thing, by the way). Two - I have a stinking cold and should be writing an essay that's due in next week. Three - actually, I don't think I have anything else to say. So, in that case, this was a little bit rubbish and I apologise and I will see you next time.
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
A Loving Character
Anyone who loves reading will have experienced this at one point or another. It is surprisingly easy and half the time, you don't even realise it's happening to you.
I am of course referring to the phenomenon of falling in love with fictional characters.
Being an avid reader for as long as I can remember, this has obviously happened to me. Many times. My most recent obsessions include Shane Collins from Morganville, Draco Malfoy, Frank from Cat Royal, Bones from Night Huntress Series and oh God, so many more!
You may wonder why I am talking about this. Well, I think I safely blame Sophie for this, as all we ever seem to talk about are books. And the books I need to read. And the characters we are in love with. And then we realise that there are a lot of them. And that it is probably a bad thing. Or least very sad. Either way, surely we can not be the only people that suffer from this... thing, to fall in love with a fictional character. Someone who seems too lovely or caring or brave or simply brilliant that even though they don't exist, you cannot stop thinking about them.
And of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be with character's from books. I am very much in love with the Doctor and Capitan Jack Harkness and Tony DiNozzo and Seeley Booth to name but a few!
I wonder why this happens. I suppose more than likely it is due to the quality of the writing, whether it be prose or script. A character who has the best lines, is adorably comforting at the right time, knows when to hug and when to fight, well how can you not love them? So I guess, really, it's the writer's fault. I mean, why create such a character and not make him real? It's playing with reality and it's just cruel. Tugging on our heartstrings like that.
I think the hardest hit I have suffered is the Doctor. Especially the Tenth Doctor. Despite the fact that he is gorgeous, he has the best lines, mad and brave, running around the universe and saving people. How can you not love him? Many moments have been lost when I have been dreaming of running awway with the Doctor. Any fangirl will admit to this: it is a common fantasy.
In books? A similar character: Shane Collins from Morganville Vampires. I share this fascination with my friend Sophie. We often waste hours discusing his character, his motives and actions, how jealous we are of Claire! He is brave, fearless and a little bit silly, charming and adorably tough, if you can have such a combination!
Also Draco Malofy and Severus Snape from Harry Potter. Personally I am intrigued by the motivations of both these characters, espeically Severus. 'The Prince's Tale' is my favourite chapter of any book I have ever read; it is also quite possibly the best love story ever written. In my opinion anyway.
I could go on about fictional characters I love, but I think I'll stop there. It's a little bit depressing actually, thinking that these wonderful people don't exist. I suppose really they are too good to be true anyway.
I am of course referring to the phenomenon of falling in love with fictional characters.
Being an avid reader for as long as I can remember, this has obviously happened to me. Many times. My most recent obsessions include Shane Collins from Morganville, Draco Malfoy, Frank from Cat Royal, Bones from Night Huntress Series and oh God, so many more!
You may wonder why I am talking about this. Well, I think I safely blame Sophie for this, as all we ever seem to talk about are books. And the books I need to read. And the characters we are in love with. And then we realise that there are a lot of them. And that it is probably a bad thing. Or least very sad. Either way, surely we can not be the only people that suffer from this... thing, to fall in love with a fictional character. Someone who seems too lovely or caring or brave or simply brilliant that even though they don't exist, you cannot stop thinking about them.
And of course, it doesn't necessarily have to be with character's from books. I am very much in love with the Doctor and Capitan Jack Harkness and Tony DiNozzo and Seeley Booth to name but a few!
I wonder why this happens. I suppose more than likely it is due to the quality of the writing, whether it be prose or script. A character who has the best lines, is adorably comforting at the right time, knows when to hug and when to fight, well how can you not love them? So I guess, really, it's the writer's fault. I mean, why create such a character and not make him real? It's playing with reality and it's just cruel. Tugging on our heartstrings like that.
I think the hardest hit I have suffered is the Doctor. Especially the Tenth Doctor. Despite the fact that he is gorgeous, he has the best lines, mad and brave, running around the universe and saving people. How can you not love him? Many moments have been lost when I have been dreaming of running awway with the Doctor. Any fangirl will admit to this: it is a common fantasy.
In books? A similar character: Shane Collins from Morganville Vampires. I share this fascination with my friend Sophie. We often waste hours discusing his character, his motives and actions, how jealous we are of Claire! He is brave, fearless and a little bit silly, charming and adorably tough, if you can have such a combination!
Also Draco Malofy and Severus Snape from Harry Potter. Personally I am intrigued by the motivations of both these characters, espeically Severus. 'The Prince's Tale' is my favourite chapter of any book I have ever read; it is also quite possibly the best love story ever written. In my opinion anyway.
I could go on about fictional characters I love, but I think I'll stop there. It's a little bit depressing actually, thinking that these wonderful people don't exist. I suppose really they are too good to be true anyway.
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