Bar humbug!

Christmas is already beginning to seem like it's going to be rubbish. I had a great weekend at my boyfriend's but now I'm back at home and I'm back to my sister being the golden child. Even when mum nags her about doing her essays for uni she apologises for doing so (she never did that for me!). She's just had a go at me for eating too many chocolates out of the tin of celebrations that's for the whole family. For f**k's sake it's chocolate and I didn't have that many. If you don't want me to eat them either don't buy them or just pronounce them yours, sister's and dad's. You act like you're the only members in the family anyway so you might as well cut me out of the chocolate share too.

Yeah yeah I know you're probably thinking it's older sister syndrome but there are so many things in my life that have happened that make me think my family didn't actually want me and whenever something happens that means me and my sister are head to head. She always wins. I have a complex now.

I was looking forward to this Christmas. My second one with my first ever boyfriend (I was a geek at school and not one of the Barbies who always had dates). But there is something about the idea of being cramped into a room with someone else every night due to lack of bedrooms and an increase in relatives and the fact that more than one of the relatives are incredibly annoying and make the christmas period unbearable. What's worse is that because we're all cramped into rooms there is nowhere to escape when you feel like s**t and just want to escape for an hour.

Bah humbug!

Why is life so rubbish?

Yeah yeah I know, I haven't posted on here in yonks but sometimes you just have to vent don't you. Well today is one of those days. Well actually I wanted to vent yesterday and big style but there wasn't much opportunity to get on here and do that. Why? Well because I was too busy trying to be nice to someone I'd been truthful to who decided that asking me to tell her when it was too much wasn't really what she wanted. She just wanted me to keep stum and suffer instead.

I shall explain further. I've just started a new course a uni one which is probably one of the most challenging things you could ever do. I'm doing a teaching course called a PGCE. I have new housemates this year (don't even get me started on the last lot!) two are doing secondary teaching and one is doing Primary like me. One week into this course and Primary housemate goes and breaks her leg. She's now in plaster and my housemates and I have been treated like her slaves. The doctor has told her any movement in the bone and she'll have to have surgery and that having a wheelchair to go round college in would be useful. Her mum asked if I could push her round in a wheelchair which was o.k. I suppose but the thing that gets me is she says it's because her daughter can't do it herself..... rubbish. I've driven and wheeled a wheelchair myself before. I'm smaller and slightly thinner than her and I have the strength to push both me and her round in one so I was a bit miffed by that but agreed. This housemate said to me, at the start about 5 weeks ago now, if it gets too much just tell me.

So yesterday I had a bit of a straw broke the camel's back moment. Plastered housemate gets a taxi to college every morning as she can't get there on foot (or wheelchair it seems!). Now the taxi is meant to be here at the house at 8.30 am so we're into college in time for 9am lectures. Now whilst it's not her fault he is more often than not late, I can't be waiting around for him to arrive (I go with her as I wheel her once she's in college (sigh)) I have a big year ahead of me and I need to be in all the lectures and arrive on time if not early. If the taxi isn't there by ten to nine then I have to walk it. It's my last chance to get there on time. Yesterday the taxi got to our house at 8.55! I could have gone before then but plastered housemate was standing in the doorway blocking my way. We finally got into college at two minutes to nine I frantically pushed her to the other side of college where our lecture was and we made it there 2 minutes late. I was so frustrated. Then because she can't climb stairs and some rooms don't have lifts to them our tutor came to talk to her and said you'll have to switch tutor groups this afternoon and asked me if I minded going with her. I said no I didn't but was thinking I really rather not. I need space. The last month hardly anyone has talked to me because she interrupts them or they don't like her and think I'm her mate but I'm not. So I've felt like a social leper and when people do chat to her they talk to her and not me. It's like I'm an extension of the wheelchair and if I go anywhere without her they ask where she is like I'm her minder or something.

So I went to my tutor at the end of the lecture and explained and she offered some suggestions and told me to talk to plastered housemate. As soon I'd finished talking to the tutor plastered housemate was like what was that about was it me (she's incredibly nosey). What else could I do but tell her. I'm not coping I need some people to help get you round college or some more help from you. With that she burst into tears and wailed that it was all her fault which I said it wasn't she couldn't help her condition I just need help I can't go on like this. Then I never heard a peep from her till next lecture. I got "do you want me to go home?" I said no with a surprised tone thinking how on earth did you come to that conclusion? Then at the end of that lecture it was lunch. Plastered housemate said she had a lunch date so I said ok and someone who'd obviously noticed I was upset invited me back (co-incidentally the only one who had as the rest were cooing over plastered housemate). So we both parted. I talked over my situation over lunch and my mates agreed I was right to do what I did. I texted plastered housemate to see if she needed any help as I don't mind doing the odd bit. She said no. I went to my seminars with the mates i'd had lunch with. Texted again to check plastered didn't need a push to the taxi....NO.

Walked home alone which felt liberating. Texted the secondary housemates to let them know the situation. Then braved stepped over the threshold and went straight to my room as I was feeling bad. But also knew she was mad and couldn't quite fathom why considering she'd told me on numerous occasions that I was to tell her if it was too much. Girl secondary housemate (GSH) turned up and tried to mediate between the two of us. Plastered was having none of it saying that I wanted her out my room (I swapped mine room for hers as mine is on the ground floor) and that I wanted her to leave. Absolute nonsense I said nothing of the sort. She refused to talk to me. I was happy to have a discussion and sort things. Then I went to talk to her. I apologised for telling when I did and probably less tactfully than I could have. But she said she was mad because I told the tutor first. Sigh, how childish. I spoke to the tutor first because I needed help.

Then she made this big thing about how she was leaving forever. GSH and boy secondary housemate (BSH) spent 3 hours convincing her to stay. By the end of it was happy and chatty. She even cheerily told me to come chat. Me who'd spent the last 3 hours upstairs feeling rough as s**t because of her. When her parents came I was so miffed because she said you may want to go upstairs as my mum will be cross with you....... Pah! The cheek of you I spent 5 weeks wheeling you round she should be bloody well grateful and if she had had a go I would have given my 2p worth I tell you.

 

We're now of the opinion she was putting a spoiled little girl act on. The one little kids do when they say they're leaving home, pack a case, toddle to the end of the road then look back to see who's following and begging them to stay. We reckon we've been had and she'll be back Monday like nothing happened. Well if she is then she won't be fooling us again. Just because you're parents are rich doesn't mean you can get away with murder!

Digital Spy Forums - Hollyoaks - Justin#post10783057

Digital Spy -Justin Thread

This has to be the best thread in the world!

I'm a major Hollyoaks fan and Justin is one of the best characters on it. What's more this forum thread has to be the most friendly place in the world and we get major recognition on Chris Fountain's (the actor who plays Justin) website ( http://www.chrisfountain.co.uk ).


Check it out!

Freddie my hampster

Boris Johnson is on the front bench?....NOOOOO

I can't believe it Boris has a job as shadow minster for higher education. I laughed for about half and hour then cried. O.k so despite what people think he is quite intellegent but why higher education, especially while i'm in it!

One tiring weekend

This weekend was really hectic, we had a music group practice on Friday, cleaned church and went to see the new harry potter on saturday and installed a new vicar on Sunday whilst also trying to finish a 3000 word essay for today ( i managed it thank goodness). I was so exhausted today though. I've slept virtually all afternoon. We got a letter through the other day about the christmas market, it looks like it's going to be a nightmare to get around when it's on. Oh well it's only for 4 days we'll just have to like it or lump it.



You're Ron Weasley! You're a little shy, and
sometimes overshadowed by you're friends. You
don't mind too much- you'd do anything for
them- but sometimes you dream of doing
something amazing to get YOU noticed. You're
enthusiastic and funny and your friends often
look to you for cheering up. Go Chudley
Cannons!


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Bad sleplres of the wlrod uinte!

i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae.
The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorant!

Ban Comic Sans!

Why is it that everyone in the world seems to use comic sans? Is it that great a font. I can think of tonnes of other fonts that people could use. And those big corporations who use it should be shot. Surely they have enough ingenuity

to come up with their own font its not that difficult or expensive!

Sorry for that outburst but it's been driving me round the bend for years now and i've finally got it off my chest!

Forgive me father for I have sinned...

Me: Bless me father for I have sinned It has been 19 years since my last confession

Father O'haddock: What is your confesion my child?

Me: I had fish and chips for Lunch. I was doing so well father. I go past the fish and chip shop nearly every day on my way to and fro college. But today Father I sucumbed to it's devilish scent and alluring advertisements.

Father O'haddock: Say four our fathers and two hail marys and your sins will be forgive my child.

Phobics of the world unite!

I have them how about you?

I'm afraid of moths (Mottephobia) and Butterflies (Lepidophobia - not on the list but it is one others believe I looked to make sure it had a name!). I even belong to a website/forum of people who hate them. It's amazing what you can find on the internet.

Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy!

Doing revision for my test on the old testament. Did you know that the ealriest mention of the Israeli nation outside of the Bible is on the Stela of Meneptah and is dated around 1230 BCE? Well if you didn't then there you go! And did you know that Satan does not appear in the Pentateuch (first five books of the Bible) Strange that because most people think that the Snake in the Adam and Eve story is satan yet it never mentions that he is, it doesn't even say he's a devil or anything.

Sister 2 Sister: A day of tranquility

If you check out the link above you can see how my day went, I explained it to my sis in her blog and frankly I can't be bothered to do it again it was bad enough the first time!

Yay I'm an ugly duckling!

You Are A: Duckling!

The cutest of the cute, these baby ducks are often spotted in the spring following closely behind their mother. As a duckling you will grow up quickly, becoming one of the adult ducks seen commonly in ponds and streams. Playful and timid, charming and vulnerable, ducklings are nature's very definition of innocence.

You were almost a: Lamb or a Bunny
You are least like a: Parakeet or a SquirrelWhat Cute Animal Are You?

I hope I grown into a beautiful swan because I don't think I can stand looking like an overipe banana on legs forever!

I hate pants

Now I know why blokes spend most of the time with their hands down their trousers it's because there underpants are wedged up their butt crack! The pants i'm wearing the pants i bought yesterday and they keep giving me a wedgy apart from that they're really comfy, I think i may buy more pairs but slightly bigger ones so they stay where they're put!

Yay Pokoyo is on! I know, it's a kids t.v program but he's so cute and i'm going through a Stephen Fry phase at the moment and he narrates it... so that's my excuse and i'm sticking to it!

elee!

Tests, undies and Snape!

Today I had a timed assignment otherwise translated as extremely hard exam. How on earth they expect me to write 1500 words in an hour and a half I don't know. That's like sixty words a minute! Oh well if I've failed I'll just have to resit it in January there's nothing more I can do now.

On a brighter note I went shopping with my mum and lil sis today and bought some new undies. I have a pair of boxer type pants. I've finally caught up with the fashion! They look really comfy I plan to wear them tomorrow.

Ooh did anyone see Lost tonight. I'm really into that series I can't wait to get it on DVD I think it's out this week. I may wait till Christmas though as I'm burning cash like crazy at them moment.

I did a lil quiz today, which potter puppet pal are you. As you may have guessed I have an obsession with Alan Rickman (he won O.K's Most Attractive Man poll for September!) and also one with Snape so my answers were kind of skewed!



You are Puppet Pal Snape, the Potions master! We
love you! :)


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I had the strangest dream

Last night I had what can only be described as the strangest dream ever... Although perhaps not as I have had a long line of strange dreams since starting college last year, I think there must be something strange in the water in Lincoln.

Last night I had a dream I was pregnant and was effectively ready to pop. It was so strange as I went round a variety of places that I probably wouldn't dream of going when pregnant (especially at that stage anyway) such as going to a local fair and going on rides such as rollercoasters and bumper cars. I was going round with my mum she kept asking me if I was all right and if my waters had broken or anything and I kept saying no but had the strangest feeling every time she asked.

I woke up this morning thinking about this and put it down to my hormones and the amount of Vicks vapour nasal unblocker I had inhaled the day before (why is it that my nasal passages try and suffocate me every time I get a cold?), I must have been high from the fumes. When I got to college one of the other girls in my class said she'd had a similar dream except she kept waking herself up thinking that she could feel the baby kicking. Which made me think more seriously about the something in the water idea!!!

This dream is going to take some deciphering. I have been watching Desperate Midwives on BBC Three recently but I gave that up as it made me broody so this may explain partly why I had the dream. I do want to have children but not yet. Firstly I need to find the right man for me then I would eventually want to get married. I don't want to have children without getting married. It sounds a bit old fashioned in today's society but I think it adds a new dimension to the relationship and is a symbol of commitment. I'm not against other people not getting married but I think it shows kids that they are part of a unit. So although I have this great longing at the moment to have a little, tiny, cute baby all of my own I'm trying to tell myself that I'm not ready yet and that I need to wait till I have somebody special to share the experience with.

Although the dream is puzzling me I'm just grateful that it wasn't as bad as the one I had about the girl using a mustache as a skipping rope!

A grand total of none

Today I have a grand total of 0, zilch, emails obviously I am not the world's most popular person but I must have at least one person/machine that wants to send a message even if it is meaningless. I mean I normally get all manor of junk mostly involving whether I want a certain part of my body enlarging (one day I plan to email them back and tell them they should check te name's on the emails more carefully as I don't think I'm excluded from their offer as I'm female) yet even they have taken the day off. Is there some unwritten rule that people are not allowed to spam you on a Sunday? If so I missed it.

I came back to Lincoln today, I came home for the holiday. Oh well i'm on my lovely new blog now so that will keep me entertained anyway.

A whole new way of looking at things

Today I started over with a new leaf. I have created myself a blog. This is not a new idea of mine in fact I've had numerous ones I even had one on here before, it was called spotty blog... The diaries of a teenager. It was crap I only posted twice then got bored. This time I've promised myself I won't do that, I'm going to make it as interesting as possible. Starting from now.

Current favourite colour: Terracotta

Scariest moment of the day: when dad set off a rocket and it crashed in the middle of the street. We thought we may have recked someone's car. Luckily it didn't hit anything we think it exploded over a house.

Last thing I ate: a pork and apple sausage

Last person who talked to me: my sister, she said 'night tors'

First thing that comes into your mind when you think about sofas: Leather