Louise came home on Thursday night. She got really ill during the week ["too many late nights if you ask me" according to my mum, though nobody actually did ask her] so she came back until saturday. Plus, Olly [her ex] has been going all stalker on her and has started emailing and texting her saying 'if i can't have you then no one can' etc. ever ( Read more... )

I've come to the conclusion that my legs look better in tights. More refined, more sleek. So over the weekend I'll have to invest in some new ones. I also need a new bag and some new shoes. But I don't know why I'm talking about that ( Read more... )

Last night there was a storm. The wind was so loud, and it doesn't help that we're right by the sea. I was lying in my bed, and I could hear two tones of wind -- one loud and grumbling, like an old bus going along the road, and the other high pitched, like the sound a flute makes when the person playing it doesn't quite shape their lips right. In ( Read more... )

A nostalgic weekend.

Friday night was ok. I stayed the night at Heather's. Nothing spectacular -- I know it sounds mean but it was like being back in year 5, staying at Gemma's house. I think I'm just comparing it to what I could have been doing, back in Northampton, which makes me feel horrible but that's the way it is. We had pancakes for ( Read more... )

We got our Work Experience forms today. I was thinking of going to the John Moore University with my dad [that's where he works] but now I'm not so sure. I'd rather be a bit more independant. I've ticked Clerical, Retail and Bookshops & Libraries, but I think I might change them. I'm looking forward to it, actually, though it's not till next March ( Read more... )

Isn't it weird to think that I pass maybe 100 people, maybe more, on the street every day, and I have no effect or impression on their lives whatsoever ( Read more... )

now it's raining and i have to walk home.

um.

Louise and Neil are going to see Metallica when they tour later this year. How random. I don't think Louise has ever even heard of them ( Read more... )

The other day, I was in here ['here' being the library, obviously] and the guy on the computer next to me was on Livejournal. Unintentionally, I glanced over at his screen and saw his username. I just looked up his journal, out of curiosity, and he's Australian, living here.

I feel really sneaky now.

What is it with good looking guys and trains? Every time I'm on one there seems to be one on there too. Granted, I've only been on the train 4 times while I've been up here, but never mind ( Read more... )