Life's Just Like a Box a'Chocolates....Yuuummmmm.....: April 2006

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Haaaallelujah!!!

One of my classes turned up!!! I couldn't possibly be more happy! The world is a better place to be in! Everything's groovy!

Nah, just kidding. Well, a class did turn up, prompted by Gwen, but it didnt make me feel much better. Especially as I found out afterwards that I'm only going to have one class on friday due to the rest being in exams. Luckily, it's my best class and the only class I wanted to say goodbye to properly. Ugh, just remembered I still have another class later, who have been confirmed to turn up. Bugger, I was kinda hoping they wouldn't.

So last night.... well it's less kind of last night and more yesterday afternoon, last night, early this morning, this morning, now. I have slept for about an hour. Stupidly, I decided it would be a groovy idea to stay at Juliette's and do an allnighter. I also decided it would be a good idea to have a few shots of whatever it was that the Hungarian was offering around. God knows what it was, but it burned like hell. And no, of course I didn't learn my lesson after the first shot. I had to have another just to be sure. So at around 2am this morning, after making completely sure we'd missed the last metro, Ed n I snuggled up with Juliette in her mega sized bed. I'm not sure if I slept or not. All I remember is having "Dead in Hollywood" stuck in my head. And I also remember Juliette waking up with cramp and scaring the crap out of us. And then elbowing me in the head. I vaguely remember getting up this morning (at 5.15am), attempting to stand up and then falling back down on top of Jules, who didn't even wake up. And steering Ed in the right direction of the metro (for a guy, his sense of direction sucks big time!!) I got home at around the time I'd normally be getting up to go to school. So I drank lots of nice sweet tea, drowned myself trying to get rid of last night's make up, and made my way to school. Just for the ignorant feckheads to not turn up.

Oh yeah, last night (this morning I mean!) was the last time I saw Ed, as he's leaving on friday and I'm not going to see him before then. It wasn't as sad as I thought it would be, he did crush me though cos he forgot which stop he was getting off at and I had to virtually push him off the train while he was hugging me. But it's all good. I'm sure I'll see him sometime in the future. He's invited me to go and see the Foo Fighters in Hyde park, but I'm not sure. It's £40 a ticket which is a lot considering Download is around the same time so I'll be saving for that. we'll have to see though.

Nothing else going on, except for some reason I seem to be two hours ahead of myself. I came into the staffroom, looked at the clock in the main room, the smoking room and the one on the computer and thought "Hmm, wonder why all the clocks here are two hours slow?" God knows. As far as I'm concerned, it's 4pm now and I should be at home in bed. Saying that, for as little sleep as I've had, I'm not that tired. Weird.

As ever, relieve my boredom and leave me a comment!!! My life is so sad that it currently revolves around people communicating with me in this way!

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

The End is Nigh!!!!

I should have expected this really I suppose!! I've been in school for all of my classes so far today and neither of them have shown up yet. Ok, the older ones have an excuse - they're doing exams, that no one decided to tell me about, but the younger ones?? To be honest though, I think I was probably so horrible to them in the end, they probably decided not to bother any more. Or they think I've already gone home. Despite me explaining to them repeatedly that I would have one pointless week after the easter holiday. I hope at least some of my classes turn up this week else it will have been the most pointless week of my life!

I guess that's not entirely true. It's Juliette's birthday tomorrow, so we're celebrating tonight at hers; which as ever should be a lot of fun, especially if the Hungarian Lion King is there! Also Ed n I are going to the Musée D'Orsay one last time (or Ed's first time I should say) so I can say bye to Monet. Then Dave's coming on thursday, so we can have what might be our only kind of holiday this year. And then after friday I can just do whatever the hell I like in Paris, we can go shopping, visit some places I haven't been yet (not that I can think of anywhere) or just chill out and enjoy the pretty nice weather we're having at the moment. And of course, take a lot of photos, since I left my last lot on the bus and currently have no Paris photos at all.

My room is so lonely now that the vast majority of my stuff has gone home. In a way it feels a bit like a mental hospital - the walls, that used to be covered in posters, are now just white, medical white, glowing and headache-inducing. It's silent, maddeningly so, because my laptop's gone home and my iPod box thing that's supposed to let me play my iPod is on the blink (bloody typical). The only sound I can hear is the slamming of other people's doors and the dripping of the rain. Not that it's raining today. So in my cell I kinda sit. Alone. And stare at the walls. And rock back and forth.

Can you see now why I'm willing my kids to come to classes??

Other than this, I'm a bit of a mess, physically. I had my first "girly problem" for what seems like a couple of months (though I realise of course, that it must have happened once in the last month, otherwise...) and for some reason it hit me really hard. I've had stomach aches for the last 3 days, my skin feels like sandpaper, my whole body aches, and psychologically, all I want to do is shop, eat chocolate and sleep, in that order. In between having tantrums, and being as serene as a leaf floating on the wind. For the first time in a long, long, looooong time, I have PMT!!! I'm also suffering from spasmodic short-term memory loss. And all my nails are broken and I need a haircut and colour BADLY. Not having the best of weeks so far unfortunately.

Hmm I've just been asked if I'm on the internet, and the guy says I'm lucky, which means there is no more internet on any of the others, which means it might be dead here too.... Better check it out. And hope that my next class turn up. Later folks!!

P.S. Please leave me a comment, because if my kids don't turn up, I end up in the staff room on the internet, and really want something to read!!! This is why I blogged again today instead of leaving it a wee while!!! Please help the sanity of those less fortunate than yourselves. Thank you.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Guess where I am...?

This could become something rather cool actually - where is the most obscure place you can blog from? teehee.

Anyway, I'm at heathrow airport, I've got 5minutes left to write something constructive (actually, scrap that, I'm going to give it some more money) Ok, now I have 9 minutes to tell you all about my crappy day so far!

As you all might or might not know, I'm on my merry way back to Ghey Pareee to finish up my school placement thingymajigga. Left Dave's at 11am this morning (which was way too early I feel - I'd had a really nice sleep last night and didnt want to wake up), got a scratty train to Watford (which, I was unaware at the time, is a bit of a shithole), got a smelly bus to Heathrow terminal 1, which got me here too early, so I checked in, went shopping and now I'm bored. I was hoping they'd have messenger, but alas it's not to be.

Last time I was here, it was really nice and easy to get around and I got here just in time to have a nice cuppa tea and a sit down before my flight turned up. Well this time I was 2 and a half hours early. Which gave me plenty of time to get lost around the place, and get royally hot n bothered and annoyed. I love travelling but I hate all this waiting around and horrible Americans and all the usual. Oh, and those people who are just starting off on a trip round the world. There's a woman on the next computer who has just had a phonecall, and she told the person as loudly as possible that she's on her way to LA, where she'll cross the country for a few weeks, before she jets off to Oz, and then to India some time in July. And doesnt she look smug about it. I'd give anything to be going somewhere else...

Oooh, 2 minutes left. So anyway, my day so far has been hot, frustrating, tiresome, annoying, frustrating again.... just ugh in general. But this is the last time!!! I dont have to do this again unless I really want to, which will be a pleasure instead of a chore!!! Hurray.

dave coming thursdasy, yyyaaayyyyy!!!!

Saturday, April 22, 2006

A Boring Life in a Boring Town, with the same old crowd (whoooooaaa)

Ooh, it's been a couple of weeks now, so I must have some really interesting stuff to write about, right?
Err... no. Sorry.
But that's the beauty of being home from my placement. From now until october (well, alright, from the beginning of may, til october) I'm free to do absolutely anything I like in the whole wide world. And if what I want to do is stay in bed most of the day and then get up and do feck all, that's what I'll do, dammit!!

So it all started about the 5th april, when I last wrote in fact. We left chez moi quite early and ended up getting to the ferry quite early, which was nice as it was sunny and nice n warm so we had a quick wander about (though there was nothing there really, except for loads of scratty chav kids with awful southern accents, they were ghastly, really they were) On the way to the ferry I fell asleep numerous times in the car, very unlike me, but then Dave and his mum weren't speaking to each other, so I got bored pretty quickly. Arrived in Basingstoke around 10 I think, but I was so knackered I could hardly open my eyes. Next day was thursday, so Dave and I trundled off to brummiegum, ready for the Less Than Jake gig (which you can read about on Dave's site so I don't have to bother writing about it). Next day was friday, and Dave and I did nothing all day except sleep (first lie-in for me in almost 2 weeks!) Saturday Dave was at work so I did his washing for him and made him some food for when he came home. Sunday saw my parental and siblingly unit, since it was the sibling's birthday. Bought him some clothes that he asked for - just to find out that his sense of style has changed and nowadays he's wearing bright yellow and stuff with huge chavvy logos on it. Sound a bit gay to you? Yeah, me too.
Monday I went back to good ol' Tamworth for lunchies in Spoons with Lolly. It were great, especially cos she gave me allll the gossip I've been missing out on, some of it highly shocking and so on. Did the usual, drinking doubles, spilling our guts, putting the world to rights (we're so good at it, we should rule the world, honestly!) Tuesday did nothing again. Considered doing some of my coursework, thought better of it. Wednesday I was off to Tamworth again, to go shopping with my mother in Nuneaton - henceforth to be known as Emo central - and bought myself some lovely things. Stayed at mummy's weds night, thursday printed off some half-arsed information for my project, until Dave came at 5 and we had fish n chips. Friday nothing. Saturday I went on a hunt for all Dave's cutlery and shit in the kitchen, as other people have nicked some of his stuff, fixed the handle on one of the kitchen cupboards, and then used that cupboard to create more room for Dave's (and my) stuff. Whilst doing this, I also did loads of washing up, put two loads of washing on, and cooked a spectacular meal (well, it was sausage n bean casserole - but Dave asked me to make it again the other day so it must have been good!) Am I wonderwoman or what? If anyone else's girlfriend is as good as me I want to know! I'm sure I do more than I should do without being married!!

Sunday, feck all. Monday, errmmm... Tuesday, decided that as I was having a meeting with my project superviser on wednesday, I really should do some work to actually show her. Bear in mind, I've had 6 months to do something, and up until this point had done precisely zero. I wrote out the skeleton of my methodology, and invented a questionnaire I was supposed to give my kids. Wednesday, bricked it about the meeting somewhat, since I had all of 3 pages to show. Got to the meeting, all's well n good, lasted about half hour. Then Dave n I went round town handing out a couple of my cvs. Out of the 15 I printed off, I now have 13 left. Nobody is taking on staff at the moment, apart from Lego shop and Debenhams, both of which are fine to me! I have to send one to waterstones to beg for a job, said the snooty woman behind the desk, so I might well do that too. Then we went to Asda so I could buy the kids some english sweeties, and so Dave could go round all the old easter eggs that are now being sold off for 20p (picked up a few bargains, I tell thee). Thursday, started reading "Memoirs of a Geisha", friday, carried on reading, today, finished Geisha this morning, put some washing on, avoided Dave's housemates, who seem to be pissed off I nicked a cupboard, even though it was only used for junk, tried to play sims but it kept dying on me, which brings me up to right this second. No idea what I'm going to do this afternoon; perhaps pack my bag for the trip back to france, make some plans n stuff.
Or, I could try and play sims again. Hmm, guess which one I'm leaning towards.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Going home....

Hooray!! I'll be on my way home in less than 4 hours, even though it means driving for three hours in France en route to Calais. I can't wait!!!

It's been a little bit distressing though, having to pack up all my stuff. More so because Dave has been here for most of my packing time, and has been nagging me to pack, while he sits on his arse doing feck all but arguing with his mum. But the most distressing thing is that my room is now empty - absolutley, obliteratingly empty, and empty means lonely. Sounds silly but I'll miss my gorgeously big room with no one to share it with and all my own space.

Saying that though, Dave managed to break my shower the day he arrived, so it's probably best I leave before the flatmate starts nagging me.

Dave and I went for a meal last night, it was really nice, we went to a buffalo grill, which apparently you can't get in the UK, despite me thinking I've seen them somewhere before. Anyway, as we were waiting for our food (and me feeling smug for doing everything in French and Dave being proud of me for it, lol), Dave decided to look on the back of the placemat/menu sheet at the quiz and pictures put there for little kids. He wanted to see how much of it he could understand, so as we were both staring at it intently, trying to decipher a difficult lookin code, the waiter comes up with a packet of mini coloured pencils for us each so we can fill it in. Bless him, he must have known we were english.

We had a fairly nice weekend too. Dave and I went half way up the Eiffel tower, before getting bored of the queues and coming back down. We bought some nice souveniry things, I bought my mum a box of Lindt chocs in the shape of the Eiffel tower (a belated mother's day present, since my brother was useless and forgot to buy her the present we were giving her jointly), and also bought some pics and a poster for my new room, when I move in (another thing I'm looking forward to) We went back to the Sacre Coeur, was less harrassed than last time. Took some photos that were really nice as the sun was just going down. We were going to get a portrait of us drawn at the artist's square, but we were both a bit low on cash, and they were asking for 50euros each! So we said nah.

What else? Went to the Louvre, finally got to go on a bateau mouche (well actually it was a bateaubus, not quite the same, but oh well), walked through Tuileries again, possibly my fave part of Paris on nice days now, erm... ate lots of stuff. That's about it. Obviously didn't do the chicha and the shopping like the week before, but it was still good. Did however go to Clignancourt market with Dave, his mum, and Juliette, and saw some mini-chichas for about 20euros.... Interesting. But reasonably, how would I get it home???

Still have to buy my brother a birthday present before this weekend, Less than Jake gig tomorrow, much fun over the holidays.

Life's Just Like a Box a'Chocolates....Yuuummmmm.....