What is it with Nelly Furtado and her superhuman abilities to release really fucking good songs every few weeks, resulting in the unsuspecting public not being able to function during a normal day unless they succumb to her glitchy, pop-fuelled wrath at least 3 times a day? Like a pimp will get a potential crack whore addicted to some shit, and ( Read more... )

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I am worried that I have become really addicted to shit dance. You know those adverts for those CDs on the TV with them slippery women dancing around to Fedde Le Grand? I find myself thinking 'oh maybe i'll buy that, and if i'm really lucky it might be cheap up ASDA'. Good lord. Maybe I need to go on a package holiday to Spain and get it out of my ( Read more... )

1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before?
Lost the will to live (on several occasions).  Cried over the Vintage section in Topshop. Got a tattoo.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? 
This years are: To not get treated like such a doormat. To be more positive. To be more honest. God, I ( Read more... )

I feel like my liver is going to give up on me anytime soon. Yesterday was the H & M christmas party in the V.I.P bit of the Ocean Rooms. It was like being at what I would imagine to be one of Elton Johns parties, except minus the drugs and David Furnish. And Elton John too for that matter. I got completely hammered; I actually was physically ( Read more... )

Of late, I have become worryingly extra-curricular. This week for example - I will not have one single day off. Tomorrow we are rehearsing Brecht from 1:20 until 5:30, which isn't too bad, but if you take into account that this contributes NOTHING towards my final marks, you realise just how distressing this is ( Read more... )

P.S. You bloody what? Katie Sketch is now modelling for Marc Jacobs? Crazy shit.

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WOW. I'm so glad i've got out of my depressed hermit state. Seriously, that was bordering on something quite awful ( Read more... )

Last night I went to see 8 Out of 10 Cats being filmed aka. I spent a good three hours sitting about 3 metres away from BOY GEORGE, NIKKI OFF BIG BROTHER and JIMMY CARR. We were in the front row (does this mean i might be on telly?) and were literally breathing the same air as they were. Now isn't that just WONDERFUL. Jimmy Carr winked at me and ( Read more... )

 Tuesdays are so mundane. They are not quite as bad as Mondays, but still, you are nowhere near the weekend. 
Today, I got a letter from H & M threatening me with the sack, which was a joy to wake up to. Tossers. It is because of H & M that i have to have an x-ray on my foot, because they made it poorly. So surely I should be sending them letters ( Read more... )