January 2012
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I applied for my first internship this week. It’s for a paid summer placement with an advertising agency in Edinburgh, which would be good because as much as I hate the thought of leaving Glasgow (more on that later) at least I know I’d have my brother and cousins and a decent number of friends there already. I’m not getting my hopes up too much because there are probably a lot...
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The sad, sad tale of a heartbroken tortoise →
Have you ever wondered how a tortoise with the remarkable ability to make cups of coffee and take a piss in the loo copes with a broken heart? Click that link up there and you’ll find out.
The other day I went out into the hallway to find the rather odd sight of Kristen and her brothers making a music video with Monty the tortoise. They were doing so to enter the Red Bull Bedroom Jam to...
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I just finished the last episode of Six Feet Under. Kristen and I started watching it to fill the gap left by the lack of Dexter at the time, and because we’d heard it supposedly had one of the most amazing endings you could imagine. It did not disappoint. It was so beautifully done, we’re now both bawling our eyes out. Well done, writers, very well done.
This weekend was one of those ones that leaves you feeling pretty happy with life and a little more optimistic. There was nothing particularly spectacular about it, just a plethora of good times with good people.
It all started with a trip out to the east end on Friday night for a girls’ night in. I hadn’t gotten a bus out that way in over a year, and was advised to get off...
You know those moments when you pass someone you think you recognise in the street, but you’re not entirely sure it’s them, and after a moment’s deliberation acknowledge them only to be embarrassed when it’s not actually them? Well I took that scenario to a whole new level today.
I was sauntering along University Avenue between classes, when I passed a guy who clocked me...
I just want:
my last 6 months of uni to be over,
to have an idea of what I’d like to do after I graduate,
a part time job so I’ll at least have some money when I graduate,
to have a little more confidence in myself,
a puppy.
Is that too much to ask?
December 2011
40 posts
I had the weirdest dream last night in which one of my old chemistry teachers from high school was reading and marking my dissertation (chemistry teacher marking a paper about the music industry, makes sense, no?) and he told me that it was shit, set out completely wrong and that I’d have to redo it entirely and only had about a week to do so. We were also down the beach for some reason.
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I think I may have told one of the club committee members, who were serving the drinks for the night, that I hated working there. Won’t be getting invited back, then.
Free bars are dangerous. I’m pretty sure I got sent home from my former workplace’s Christmas night in last night. Nothing has changed in that place, all the people are still as miserable and bitchy. The only reason I went along was to take advantage of the free bar and relish the fact that I no longer work there. The music was awful, and the company wasn’t much better, so the...
I’m beginning to get into the Christmas spirit. I’ve not been feeling it at all up until today. We don’t have any decorations up in the flat, and I barely had any presents to wrap. Mostly these days Christmas just makes me worry about shit like money, arguments etc. so I don’t get excited about it or enjoy it until it’s actually arrived and it’s going right and...
I am so bored. I’m skint and Kristen is working most days so I’m in the flat on my own most of the time. Yesterday I was bored enough to go for a swim. Today I was bored enough to go a wander into town (and got my Christmas shopping finished, booyah!). Tomorrow? Who knows…
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Buy my shit! →
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Selling a couple of dresses from Motel Rocks and... →
Both brand new, never worn. Size 10/12 but both fit size 12 fine. Have a gander and reblog please!
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To be clear here, I’m perfectly aware that there are magical things called privacy settings, but the point I’m trying to make is that I’m not a fan of the ‘social networking generation’… She says as she posts on Tumblr.
Let the opinions about opinions about opinions commence…