It's a weird feeling to wake up knowing that today marks the start of my third Freshers Week since starting at Newcastle. And an even weirder feeling to know that I'm not going to be there to see a single minute of it this year ( Read more... )

It's official. I'm not leaving P-Town until next weekend at the earliest.

Just when you thought you'd met all the arrogant, incompetent doctors-who-don't-speak-English-that-good that Peterborough had to offer yet another one creeps out of the woodwork.

And just when I've sent the pickaxe to the cleaners.

If there's one way to curse things it's to write a blog entry about what is hopefully going to happen ( Read more... )

Friday, T+1, the day after the grand move back to Newcastle for third year having said that tearful 'bon voyage' to the wonders of P-Town for another couple of months. The move back up yesterday went fine and it was good to get out for False Miracle's comeback gig at Head of Steam and a night out on the Scene with Amber, Rachel and Laptop. Slightly ( Read more... )

Or should that be T-0? Guess it depends what you're counting down to.

And so it begins, those final few days when my mum starts guilt tripping me, albeit inadvertently, with the fact that I 'need' to spend as much time as possible with family members. Yes, I can see her point, and it's not that I'm purposefully trying to avoid them - well, Jordan and my granddad I am, but if you knew them you'd fully support that ( Read more... )

Alton Towers was great! The weather was nice, it wasn't too busy and with the exception of Rita - which was temporarily 'not working' - we got on all of the big rides. I'm usually a total wuss when it comes to anything more 'extreme' than the odd twist and turn but having decided that this was 'do or die' time I ended up enjoying every minute of it ( Read more... )

As I sit here typing this there are now less than 170 hours until I'll be firmly back in Newcastle for the start of another year at University. Nay, my final year at University. Or to put it yet another way, the start of the year where I have to decide what I want to do and where I want to do it. The nature of applying for places with the big ( Read more... )

It's the second day of my last full week of summer, the sun is shining beautifully outside, I have a pile of books all tempting me to read them in the warmth of the sun... and a stinking cold to go with it all. But I'm not one to let that stop me so by this time tomorrow I'll probably be sunburned and dead - which, in fairness, is probably less ( Read more... )