Welcoming myself back to blogger

Apologies for the disgusting amount of time I've been away from this delightful social medium.

It's been way too busy to describe.


I'm back doing my second year of Law at uni and it is sooooooooooooooo hard! On the plus side, today I got my picture with the Olympic torch on campus.
Over the rest of the holidays, I went to Austria and enjoyed the glorious British sunshine - a rarity these days!!!

Now I'm more swamped in massive textbooks that double up as doorstops and intimidating lecturers that I swear may eat you if you answer their question incorrectly.

My best gay friends broke up their engagement which is utterly depressing however I will be there for them regardless of what happens. The best girlfriend and myself have been revelling in the fact that I'm commuting this year (equal hell - especially when a drunk chunders all over the top deck) by having girly nights out and in on out TGIF's. This week was Chinese and home movie - I'm looking forward to the Breaking Dawn one at the cinema!!! OMFG!

So yeah, life is good and it's Halloween, which is an excuse to take sweets from small children haha!!!


Trick or treat!!! xxx

Holiday!!!

It's only 10 days until I go on holiday to the South of France and in all honesty, I'm so excited!!!
I've already started packing - however it is here where the money really goes. Your tickets and spending money are already assumed but we all seem to end up spending all this money on clothes we will, in all honesty, wear only once.
Today I decided, this wasn't going to be me. So, I went to our sunny new Primark and prepared myself with a list of things i needed (and succeeded in getting) as well as a load of other things that weren't on the list.
You see, as humans we are creatures of comfort. And so, because of this, money burns a hole in our pockets. It's not good, but it's perfectly normal. This is why, from henceforth, I am encouraging spending in moderation. And this way us women will never have the need to go on a splurge. After all, you can always buy it next week.
Anyways, to conclude, I'm enjoying the fun of developing covering letters for local law firms, so any suggestions would be more than appreciated. I simply haven't got a clue when it comes to applying for these things, but I guess that we should all have a go; especially if I'm ever going to end up in Paris!!! xxx

The best things in life are...home comforts!!!

So, as you can probably guess from the above title, the diet has gone out of the window and I'm stuck looking like an elephant in my bathing costume this April.

This is all because of one big problem. Cake. Specifically, mum's homemade cupcakes/ chocolate cake/ anything else going. And so, because this has all been going on I feel like I've now gained a stone (it's probably edging into a reality...)

All I can hope is that my diet of university convenience vegetarianism helps out. My legs are so toned from the dancing it's unbelievable!

What else can I say, I'm only human

Who do they think they are!?

Now, I know I'm not perfect. In fact, one of the main reasons I set up this blog was so that I could relieve my rants as if somebody was listening when, in fact, nobody can be arsed.

So today is going to be spent getting rid of a MASSIVE load of stress.

Consider the following scenario: one of your friends has just split up with the boyfriend she was meant to be moving in with later this year, along with your other friend's boyfriend. It's her birthday later this month and you haven't seen her since christmas. However, you moved out of the Halls you were sharing because of the untidiness and so haven't seen her since you got back to uni. What would you do?

Would you a) spend some time with her catching up and telling her it's going to be okay
                  b) spend all your time with your new flatmates and ignore all possible chances to meet up with
                  your friends that were before you moved out
                  c) a combination of the two

?

Unfortunately, my supposed 'friend' chose option 2 and has now buggered off with her new flatmates and abandoned those who welcomed her at the beginning of the year.
Not only that, she's not even gonig to her old best friend's birthday party and wasn't there for her when her and her boyfriend split up.
What also pisses me off is the fact she's been slagging my boyfriend and I off...and there's not much I hate more than a backstabbing bitch.

If I ever see her again, she's going to get a NASTY shock. You cannot abandon those who have always been there for you, for no good reason, without consequence. She has caused nothing but problems this semester. And, to be honest, if she's going to be horrible about me, she should dare to mess with a future lawyer.

Rant over. Apologies for the above language and horrible descriptions but I feel much better with that off of my chest.

On the plus side, I made my first omelette today. And it was well nice!

Currys and Self Diagnosis

Before I start this rant, I am just going to advise you fellow readers to please avoid the title subjects at all costs. They are dangerous and potentially life threatening (if you're a manager or wikipedia that is...)

To start, my initial reason for this moan is that my boyfriend is no longe rgoing on holiday with me this April. This is for 3 reasons (there are ALWAYS three): 1. He has work committments. 2. He has these because his work , Currys, wouldn't give him the holiday. 3. He was too late in booking said holiday off.

Although my complaint was with my boyfriend who has the organisation levels of a teapot, I was very miffed with his employer. Considering he had already paid to come on the holiday, and everyone else was lookking forward to him coming too (especially me) it seems just a little unreasonable that he wasn't allowed it - especially as he only works tills and that isn't exactly a taxing job.

And so I'm going to start a hate campaign against his emplyers in order that the emplyees can have a better holiday booking system. We already hate their techguys concept, so let's hate their employee management too. Don't buy from Currys: Hughes and Comet do the same products cheaper (my boyfriend confirmed this). So save yourself some money and benefit a greater cause!

Onto self diagnosis. I do not recommend this, especially as a hypochondriac. My physiotherapist informed me I was hypermobile and so I decided to do some research. Now I've decided I'm going to need to have a diagnosis from a doctor for the hereditary and life compromising syndrome. Great. It's a lot better just to ring the doctor when there's a problem, not logging on to find a one.

I'm now feeling a bit freakish and dehabilitated. And so concludes the rant

Progress of the aspiring student

Well, what can say, after a weekend spent living on takeaways I'm certainly not feeling my healthiest...

However, the weight loss in progress and tonight I cooked the best meal in the world. Basically sausage, cucumber, pepper and red onion pasta in a garlic and herb dressing. All for less than two pounds! That, my friends, is student shopping at its best.

This evening I learnt a very valuable skill at the first aid society: how to play dead in a triage situation. I basically spent the entire evening falling onto the floor. The bruises are coming up fantastic.

Anyways, the weekend of the junk food was only because my parents were away for the weekend and I had to feed the cats. If they had opposable thumbs we'd be ruined!

I'm currently gathering up the courage to watch 'Fourth Kind'; we could be here for some time...

Why my boyfriend is the best

You can argue about this as much as you like, but to me, my boyfriend is always going to be the best in the world.

Regardless of how bad i may treat him, he is always caring and willing to look after me, even when i moan about the football. I apologise for the soppiness of this blog, but this is my surprise way of showing him just how much I love him.

Thank you sweetie xxx