Me, Myself, and Mandy

Crown Prosecution Service... I'll 'ave ya

2006-11-29T22:16:00.000Z

Ok, so I quit uni. Perhaps not the greatest decision I've made in a while, but can't really go back on it. So I've been temping. That's right. And who else for but CPS! Not that I have any inclination to go into Law but the pay is pretty good, and it's not all that challenging. On a not-so-positive route, I guess I haven't had much time to think about what I'm going to do with my life, but I'm not going to panic and rush about it. The possibilities are going back to uni (something like maths & management), go into teaching (preferably with a degree), temp for a year or so, continue with the marketing idea, or get myself onto the property ladder and play around developing or something. So basically... a complete indecisive pipe dream at the moment... but as I say, no real rush about it all so all shall be decided soon.

On a more positive note, things are going well with the boyfriend. Don't worry, I shan't go on about it. It's just nice that a few things are going well in my life, and he happens to be a big part of it all. Everything's just really comfortable. It's strange though... I suppose we like some very different things... I'm into science and hate politics, though he's a journalist and can't stand anything sciency. (I probably don't help by going on about the book I'm currently reading during my work commute - "Does Anything Eat Wasps?: And 101 other questions" compiled by NewScientist - it's really interesting actually... today I read about molehills, window patterns and why bruises go blueish-red then yellowish-green). But its nice, I think we get on well. Am spending xmas with him this year as mum & dad are deserting me, off to Sri Lanka to catch a sunny day or two. Should be nice. Am currently debating what to get him... I still firmly say its much harder to buy for guys. Men have it eaaaaasy!

It's strange not being part of the Imperial bunch... took quite a lot to adjust for a while. I guess I just got so comfortable with going out with them all the time and spending so much time together, that it was a real blow when they suddenly weren't there. Would've been extra weird without Tim actually. I still meet up with them every now and then. Was great to have that hall reunion last week at Kav's. And then to see a few of them again the next night at Luke's party. Was so good to see 'em all again. Hopefully will go out with them again soon. Oh, reminds me of how stupid I was after that night at Kav's. I was so tired and a tad drunk on my way home, I left at about 1am and went to get the bus. Got on the number 52 and stupidly fell asleep. I remember trying so hard to stay awake, and then the next thing I remember is hearing on the loudspeaker "this is the last stop, will everyone please get off the bus, this is the LAST stop". SHIT SHIT SHIT. Where the bleep am I??? So I stumble of the bus, trying very carefully to avoid drug dealers hanging out on the street corners... I see a bus coming so jump on it once I've eventually made out that it's going the semi-right direction. I'm standing on the bus and suddently I see hSBC, my home branch. "HAng on a second, shit, I know where I am... let me off the bus!! BUSDRIVER....let me off!!!!!!" 5 minutes later, and being dropped off about a 50 minute walk from home... I give in and 118118 it "er, hi, I'm standing opposite somerfield and I need a cab home". Women finally manages to figure out where I am, sends me a car, I jump into it... pay£9.50 for a 5 minute drive... get home, pj's on, head on pillow and crash it... NOT before setting my alarm to 7am. Bearing in mind that the time is now 2.45am. And yes, it took my almost 2 hours for what should've have been a 35 min journey at best. Bollox to that.

On that note, I'm off to bed. Love you. Mandsx

La Vie est Bella

2006-10-05T15:56:00.000+01:00

ok... so i guess entries have been a little sparse recently. I'm blaming it on the fact that life is beautiful at the moment, and there's just nothing I really need to whinge about! But I suppose there are a few life turns which you may want to hear about...

I quit university. Yup. That's right folks. Enough was enough, so I decided to quit Imperial and find the grass on the other side. Or something like that. I guess I just asked myself what was the point of spending so much money on a degree I couldn't stand, and didn't even see myself using it in the future. So I opted out, didn't do the resit and am now officially unemployed. It's a tad scary... probably the hardest decision I've ever had to make but I know it was the right one, so still a good one. Am chasing up the marketing idea... and may go back to Uni next year. But who knows. Plus, daytime telly's just so damn goooooooood!!

And I get to enjoy my evenings with someone whom I think's close to amazing!!

All in all, a very good september (eventually) and hopefully an even better october. For once, life's uncomplicated and past is past. And it feels euphoric. Lovin' it laaaaarge...

I'm still living in London, but have had to move down in the world from Kensington (dahhhhlin'). I'm based in smelly northwest, but still central enough to escape to the nicer parts quickly enough!

So, watch this space. Who knows what'll happen...!

Mandsxxx

New Post

2006-08-07T00:32:00.000+01:00

This is definitely being a little sporadic with me. I guess its just a way of letting the randoms who read this up to date with what's going on in that head of Mands.

At the moment, am petrified about my resits. I've lost any sense of motivation and have barely started revision. It's a tad worrying as I have lots more to study this time round... but no matter how shit it makes me feel, its still just not enough to get my arse in studying-gear. Rubbish.

Oh, and I feel the KatHat needed a very quick mention seeing as it has been an integral part of our summer. Check it out on Facebook. There's an appreciation society now and everything!...

Beer Festival this weekend. My brother and his mate Howell came and stayed. Actually... let's start from Friday. Plans for Turnmills went a bit awol and ended up at the union for starters. Then we went to Joao's house party over in Shep Bush. Good fun for a not-planned night. Ceri dressed me up in toilet roll (my attach some pics!) and for some reason, it made perfect sense to say that I was getting married the next day and it was my hen night. I know, I know. But did manage to get a couple o' quid off wine in the offies, and some guy gave me some of his fish 'n' chips. Scoooooore! We had the survivors' photos in the morning, and even managed to have a bbq breakfast before we head back home at about 7.30am. Live it like Elsie.

Had about 3 hours kip and then woke up at 11am to get ready for the Beer Festival. Rounded up the troops (Ceri, Tom, Jens) and headed over in a fairly hungover state. 'Though I was definitely itching for a pint o' perry come midday. Worrying. Met up with Mahinda and his mates (let me try and get this right... Ed, Andrea, Tom, Amy, Martin, Howell, Rob, Rachel/Katie???, Caroline, Dave, Ian). Mel & Adam joined a bit later. And we bumped into James (aka Satan) at some point. Was a really good day out. I tried SilverBirchTree wine... mmmMMMMmmmm. Was *very* tempted to treat myself to a bottle, but the fact being that I would probably not have a good enough occasion for a while to sip & enjoy the strange yet alluring plonk. Perhaps we shall meet again. Then at about 7pm (most of the beer and wines had run out pretty early on), we headed over to Fulham Bdwy for some food (at ZumZim i think). Then a few pubs by West Brompton. And over to Belushis with Mahinda & Martin. Howel joined the fun 'n' games a bit later on. Was as Belushis always is... cheesy tunes, sleazy men, funny bouncers (one studies shakespeare when not working!) and over priced drinks. Though cocktails were nice enough. The walk home was fairly mundane. I personally don't remember any of it though! Got home, found Mel & Adam and some random 12yrold (well, he looked it) drunk as skunks so we had ourselves a little houseparty (the flat is vile now!). So, in bed (or thereabouts) by 5am ish. Woke up with a feeling like I was about to *die*. Ouch. Lungs hurt. Still.

Today, just played it cool. Always on the edge of dying-ness and monged-ness. Fanny-tastic. Went and met the cousins for late lunch, and had to act a little less hungover in front of the rellies. They fed us though, so that was pretty good. Came back home. Monged out in front of telly. And am now typing all of this because I now can not sleep. Pants.

And consider yourselves up-to-date.
Loooooooove it!
xx

Happy Things

2006-07-26T08:25:00.000+01:00

Ok, so here goes an update then...

Things are good today. Am getting over the 'him' thing much better than I thought I would. It was tough two weeks back when he came out of nowhere again... but its just getting immature and stupid now. And I think having met Jamie is making it all a lot better.

That's right... I've met a boooooy! *Very* early days but he's hot and really funny. So yay about that.

Nay about the resits I'm studying for (again)... and I'm finding it a lot harder to motivate myself this time round. I really just can not be arsed. No matter how many days closer it gets, i'm perfectly happy just sitting and watching the telly. Worrying, slightly.

Going to Turnmills on 4th Aug. Cannot blawdy wait! Going to be fantastic. I think most the crowd will drop, there's a fantastic line up and I'll have some money to spend!!! Then GBBF (CAMRA Beer Festival) on 5th. Mahinda (+1) is coming down for that. Should be good. It's just over the road actually, at Earl's Court. Makes travel nice and easy.

Pete to win BB. Of course he will. Richard's a sneaky little boogger.

Check out this dude called Leepu on google. Amazing guy. Shaped an old ford or honda (can't remember) into a Lamborghini using scrap material. How cool is that!!!! Loooooove it!

Right, I think that's it for now.

Summer's been full of lazing about in various parks, drinking at the union, few clubs here and there, karoake at fox (!), swimming in fountains, Tesco's Country Manor, dropping at union, frisbee, bag woman, sports cafe.

Je t'adore
xx

PS It's all about facebook.com so if you haven't joined, do it! loads of pics online!! x

are you or aren't you?

2006-07-17T14:01:00.000+01:00

is it stupid that i want to know?

Such sweet sorrow...

2006-07-08T20:40:00.000+01:00

Hey hey hey... I know its been ages. What can I say. I'm actually pretty happy at the moment, life's plodding along with ups and downs, but I think I can safely say more ups for once. Bit fucked in head last night thanks to a certain someone... but if he wants to get in contact, he's more than welcome. I'm used to the call every 6 months now!!

Uni's finished so its all about chilled wine in the park (or various benches in West Ken). Got more resits. I know i know. Don't judge me. I'm just dumb - don't worry, I've come to accept it. God, I hate MechEng. Grrrrr. But I love my friends, so it's all good.

Went to Brunel Bicentenery conference... yet again made a drunken pleb of myself in front of some very important people. Why change a habit of a lifetime... so now I can add a few more companies to ones where I *can't* apply. Fan-fanny-tastic. Though managed to network with a few engineers-turned-marketing folk (what I wanna do (maybe)). So I'm going to drop them an email... see what goes. Not even entirely sure why I'm writing this here! Ah well.

Anyway, just to say (for all you frequent visitors!) I probably won't keep this blog up for a while now. Things are good. And I always find blogs are good when times are bad, but when times a' good... its better to just enjoy it there and then.

Love you as always (even you)
Mandsx

Boredityboreditybored

2006-05-07T23:45:00.000+01:00

Bored bored bored.

In the library. Another day in this book-lavished building. Save me.

Only one more week to go until the nightmare begins, but only 3 more weeks 'til the parties start! Yipeeeeeeeeeee

So, what's been happening. Well, very quickly... Pigeon's still haven't hatched :( The girls and I are waiting like proud expectant mothers (sort of)... (scrap that, it sounds odd)... (hmmm). Zoe heard some activity this morning on the ol' balcony, so perhaps a little'one is now alive and kicking? I shall check it out when I get home this morning.

What else - chair of CGCU, should I, shouldn't I? Opportunity knocks on yer door... do you take it (cowards option, but cleverest) or do I wait a year? Hmmm... decisions - I have 'til 15th - how convenient - the day of my first exam.

Sold m'phone on Ebay for a healthy sum... pretty happy with that. But must say, I fear selling things on ebay could become an addictive past time - who knows what the limit it... tv, video, smelly socks, jewellery, kidneys... virginity? (lol, not likely. but has been done before... I believe she got about £9,000 to put herself through college).

I've drunk about 7x33cl of water today. Stupid library. Rubbish air-con. Silly loud greek ppl next to me. Grrrrrr.

As I said, there's really not too much going on to report back. Perhaps I should just wait 'til after my exams. Oh, and hey mysterious commenters - who are you? Nah, that'd take all the mystery away. Think I like you best as anonymous ;)

Lovin', but sadly leavin' ya...
Mands x

Spicy Peanuts & White Russians

2006-04-18T04:14:00.000+01:00

Just watched the saddest film. Called Heaven and Earth (with Tommy Lee Jones). About a girl who grows up in Vietnam during the war. She goes through all sorts (won't list them), and the story touches on Buddhism. I miss hearing about the Buddhist teachings. It's been such a long time since I sat down and remembered what it was all about... and why I was once so inspired by it all, for want of a better word. And why do I always cry in movies. I mean, alright, some sad films and its alright. But Narnia?? Oh dear.

Sunday night - hilarious night! Came home, and Ceri suggested a quiet drink n our local (which we still hadn't yet been in!!!) - the Fox. So, yeah, why not. Just a quiet one. We went in, live music, open 'til 10.30, bottle o'plonk only 9 squid. Perfect. And we can practically see it from our window! Then Ceri had this craving for a white russian, and seeing as the bar didn't have any kahlua or milk... we decided a quick trek to the offies was in order. So, we bought a compromise - Baileys - was funny watching the guys behind the counter 'sneak' us the bottle as it was after hours for alcohol selling. Oh the joys of foreign dodgy shops in West Ken! Anyway, it all gets a little hazy. There was incredible mixup about the money involved. We couldn't understand why he gave us £5 back, and went round thinking we were really lucky! Then is occurred that that was apparently money Ceri accidentally left on the counter. Ah well. Went back to flat. Drank many funky cocktails.... wheat biscuits and pfish food ice cream was involved. All in good fun. We were both incredibly piste for a Sunday... Easter Sunday no less!

Back to the library these days. Slightly in a panic about how much work i've actually left myself to sort in the next 4 weeks. I may run out of time in the end, but definitely looking better than last year. Right. 5.21am. Time to go to bed I think.

Are you Dave Gorman?

kissitykisses xx

Muwahhaaaaa

2006-04-10T02:21:00.000+01:00

Well hello there. Fancy meeting you here. Of course you'd be here. Doesn't it get boring... reading about the not-so-exciting stuff I get up to, and random thoughts that pass through?

No? Alright then... well, make yourself at home.

Well (hmm... I keep saying "well..." a lot today. odd), wherewasI? Ah yes, well, its back to that annoying time of year with exams lurking around the corner, and that feeling that every hour should be spent revising to make up for the slack-mandyness throughout the year. Its just so depressing. That feeling that you've been studying continously since your GCSEs. When will it stop? Studying is just boring me at the moment. The fact that I am PAYING someone to take these shitty exams upsets me even more. Ah jee whizz. What a pain in the backside. I've been trying to do PDE (partial diff. eqn) stuff, but its just so crap... and we have to relate maths to music. I mean, it's interesting stuff, how the harmonics match mathematically... it's all to do with frequencies... and you can work out what fits harmonically (word?) in octaves and semitones. I'm anything but a musician so my primary sch piano lesson knowledge tells me its interesting stuff, should I ever choose to further read up on it in my spare time (pa-haa!).

Nizlopi. Amazing! I really like this duo-band. Managed to go see a secret gig they had at cargo (London) courtesy of Mary and her contacts. They didn't even disclose the location and time 'til the evening before the gig. Was fab. There were only about 30 odd ppl, a really nice atmosphere, and we were practically right at the front of the stage. The energy of the lead guy (Luke Concannon - gorgeous, especially in person!) was fab - I couldn't get a picture because Luke wouldn't stay still long enough and the no-flash rule meant that the aperture timing thingy couldn't soak up enough light to get a half-decent pic. So, instead, I recorded about 6 mins in total of a few of the tracks they played. John (the bass-guitar guy) was really good too... he beatboxed during most of the tracks, and I didn't even notice he was doing it at first!! Thought it was pre-recorded or something. very cool. And they had great stage presence... they seemed to prefer to get the audience involved, with a bit of participation, etc. Good fun for a Mon afternoon. They played their last track coming down from the stage and stood right in the middle of the crowd. Was good and jolly, and they got everyone joining in even if most of us didnt know the words. Well, can't stop listening to them online, and have just ordered their album. A sort of folk-indie type mix, fun lyrics... anyway, I think I've praised them enough. Go buy their stuff!!! Or at least grab a listen on http://www.myspace.com/nizlopi. Let me know if you share my liking, or whether you think I'm odd and should seek help immediately. On the same note, checkout the Kooks, and the Cat Empire. All fun funky bands. (http://www.radioblogclub.com - free music service without having to download crap software).

What else...? Well, starting to really regret moving into a house with friends. I mean, don't get me wrong, sometimes its great, and everyone gets on, we all have a laugh... but it seems that now, there's always one person not talking to another, bins left to rot 'cause no one else takes them out, mouldy carrots in the fridge, weird unidentified mouldy object also in fridge, fridge not even working (hasn't properly for a few weeks) but would anyone actually get round to calling the landlord? even after the hundred hints i drop? No. Of course not. Mandy will do it. Mandy will also sort out the bills. Pay the bills. Wait for the money. And wait. And wait. Oh, and she'll take the electricity and gas readings so that we don't get charged too much. Alright, so this is an incredibly ranty-paragraph. But I just wish people would actually make an effort. Like, when there's mail at the front door floor, would it be incredibly awful to pick it up and put it on the table? Jeez, I'm starting to sound like my mother. I hate whinging about it, and I don't even feel like it's worth bringing up with anyone. I guess its just when the many-small-things add up to make one-big-eurgh. Perhaps moving out for next year wasn't such a bad idea. Although, even with this rant, I still can't help but feel pretty sad to not be living with the girls next year. I know it's been a little bumpy, especially recently, but I still love 'em all lots and lots. Its a shame we all had to move out of halls - that was pretty ideal - cleaners! maybe that's what we need. And a PA to sort out all the bills. Hmmmm. In-ter-res-sting.

Oh, and top everything off - I've been a bit ill recently. Had a chest infection, so have been a bit out-of-action for the past week or so. Not great, as I am now even further behind in work than I was before - if even mandyly possible!!! Ah well. The usual really. I should be used to my stupid body packing up just before something reasonably important. Stupid immune system. Grrrrrrrr. Well, had xray, low and behold, it was a chest infection. On antibiotics, and should be back to self in a few days. Hmmm. Just occurred to me, are you even interested in knowing that at all? Probably not, eh? Well, just move onto the next paragraph then.

Was thinking the other day... why do men feel threatened by women succeeding? I just don't get it. I first heard this from Martin actually. And he said something about being worried that along my career path... I'd soon get far enough where it might mean I have to travel, or work longer hours, or become very busy... or something like that (we were both reasonably drunk). And then, a few months ago, Edd had said something similar. Something about ambition being a little intimidating in a woman. That is makes a guy feel inadequate. Or something like that. I mean, jeez. 21st century. Keen to just brush on over this, and believe their opinion to be a mionority, I forgot about it pretty quickly. Then. Two nights ago. I was talking to Andrew, and he said it again. "yeah, well, your ambition and plans are fantastic. its great you aim for stuff. but don't you think you'd want to settle down and look after the kids, etc, sooner than later?" Errr. No. Not really. I mean, it depends. I want both. Why can't I have both. A family and a career? And shock horror - at the same time?? Why the fuck not. Andrew severely pissed me off with that, so I wasn't much of a conversationalist after that. (apologies andy, speak to you soon hun x). Anyway, just thought I'd rant that out while I remembered. I mean, christ. What is up with that. When I first heard it from martin, I remember trying to justify that it wouldn't interefer with home life (career stays 9-5. etc). But why should I justify my ambition? Or should I? I don't know. I'm all confused now. Well, not really. Just had me in my thoughts for a few hours last night, is all.

Funny how much you can type when you're thinking about things with yourself. I must babble a shiteload in my head when I'm not talking bullship.

Look at that. 2.54am and I'm in Imperial Library. I think its mainly because I can't be arsed to walk home on my own at this hour, and its freezing. Will probably go get the bus at 4 or 5ish. I've run out of food, you see. And the vending machine's also gone hungry. Bit poopy really. Ah well. Had the shittest readymeal the other day - Marks&Sparks Roast dinner in a yorkshire pudding thingy. Thought I'd have it for a change, and jeez was it awful! Really yuk and soggy on the base, but dry and crispy on the top. I don't expect miracles from a readymeal, but come on M&S, at least put some effort into it! Tesco's economy would probably have been better. I know!!

Right ladies and gents. I hope you are all well. If you're a long lost friend who happened to stumble here, get in touch. Would love to find another reason to avoid the books. And what better than to catch up with old friends and reminisce about the 90s together. (ooh, have crisp suppliers become stingy on their portions, or have our apetites just grown? and have creme eggs really gotten smaller?)

Split like a banana
Jet like Li
Kick like Bruce

(you get the idea)
x

Sooooooorrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyy

2006-04-07T23:55:00.000+01:00

Ok, so I've been a shit blogger of late, and have no intention of changing just yet ;)

(sorry, nothing all that exciting to report of... maybe I'll fill you in later. Or maybe not.)

Don't forget the socks on the radiator.

Oh, and don't kill flies. Or the spiders will lose their jobs.

Over and out, sexkittens x

Busy busy busy

2006-03-01T00:37:00.000Z

Hmmm... the fact that I typed in 'bus' in the title box, and 'busy busy busy' actually came up automatically worries me. Ooooops. Not brilliant I guess. No. More typical.

Well, what's been happening? Not a lot really. Went to sports night on Wed, though probably shouldn't have. Buuuut it was a good night, as usual. Very busy with the football matches on, but Hanni & I managed to dodge the crowd, get our drinks and everything was all good. Spoke to him for a bit, and just managed to feel even better about my decision.

Things are looking up. No more idiots to deal with. And you could say its almost refreshing. I was kinda made to apply for MechSoc chair, which I know's going to be lots of work - but well, no different to this year I suppose... and I can let my inner geek shine through (!!!). So, I believe elections will start next week, and I'll have to have a vague plan of my intentions. Fairly do-able.

Squash AGM's also coming up soon. Ive managed to get myself into another swirl of organising, and am meant to be getting a tournament to mark the opening of Ethos sorted out for 15th Mar. But don't tell anyone...(!)... I haven't even started looking into it. Not great! Shhhhhhhhh. I'll drop the boys an email tonight at some point though. Hamza wants current members of resp. to do something again next yr, but I really doubt I will... I'll leave the admin to others, and start enjoying the game again.

Shame really, when all I really want to do is either sleep or escape london on a holiday to the bahamas or something. I really miss travelling, and it looks like I'm going to have to give it a miss this easter too. Ah well, bring on Summer. I think I'm going to have a wander about Eastern Europe. If I can scrape some cash together, might try Poland too. Though it looks like I'll be in Sri Lanka towards the end of august with a wedding to attend. Should be fun all the same.

What else did I want to mention? Hmmmmm... oh well, can't've been too important if I can't remember. Right, so tomorrow is squash BUSA knockout match down in Exeter, thurs is a fluid mech test, friday is cgcu elections, caroline's houseparty in evenin, piercing on sat in camden, alex & jo coming down, joao's houseparty in shep bush, sun is day of thermo rev, thermo test on mon, squash vs royal free in evening (go talk to hamza & charlie in south ken), and eventually comes thurs - maths test. Basically, busy busy busy. And yeah, I guess it kinda sucks. (sorry, just using this paragraph as a diary so i dont forget to do it)

Channel 4's playing sports now :( time to flick the channel. goodnight sexkittens x

Week update thingy

2006-02-21T11:19:00.000Z

What's new. Well, things at the flat are still a little hmmm. But we all seem so busy at the moment, everyone just seems to be getting on with stuff. I, as usual, have 4 more exams approaching (3 in the same week!). And low and behold, I've also managed to catch a nice bit of flu/cold/cough combi. Eurgh. So I've taken the day off today, have contacted 3 secretaries to cancel meetings, called a design groupie to say I can't make it for the testing, and called mum to bring me some of her yum soup & orange juice. Seems annoying to always have to 'let people know' if I want a day off, nevermind my degree. Ah well, next day I can take off without seeking permission is the 1st Mar, and I have an exam the next day. All in all, it sucks. Anyway, that's enough of a whinge to start the day with.

Things have pretty much calmed down with a certain someone. I guess you could say I 'woke up' and realised he's not all that special. Just shocked at how long it took me to realise. Not been the sharpest with reading people lately.

My diaphragm's bruised :( Ouch. Coughing's a painful thing, ain't it. Think I've seen most of my dinners twice today... alright, I suppose you didn't need to know that.

Lets go back to last week... Tuesday (Valentine's Day) - went out with Caleb, Hani & Zoe. We went for a chinese meal followed by the movies. Was really nice actually. The movie was interesting - Lady Vengence - very good korean film. Bit odd at first, but very well directed (I thought).

Wed - sports night. Without him! To be fair, was a little odd at first. It's been a while. But was with Caleb & Zoe most of the night, and Nigel, Jans & Norbert stayed for a while. We had a brilliant boogie in the union at the end - they played all the cheesey classics which is exactly what the dr ordered.

Thurs - Watched professional squash with Charlie, Raf, Boon, & Edd. Really entertaining actually. It was the semi-finals of the Classics Championship. We saw Peter Nicols (4) vs Thierry Lincou (2), and Anthony Ricketts (1) vs Karim Darwish (7). Amazing squash. It's a totally different game. Looks so easy & almost elegant, you could say. Saw a few trickshots. Very sneaky. Anyway, Anthony & Thierry made it through to the finals. Went for dinner with the boys (& some lads from Queen Mary's who were also at the game) at Wagamamas. The YakiSoba never fails to delight. Met James. Nice guy. Hmmmmm. Then sneaked into Purple at midnight, to dance the night away! Saw Mel & Joey... 'twas Hannah's birthday (from Bio).

Fri - Went to Kings with Zoe & Caleb. Really good night. Clean fun. No couple arguments, no emotional drunkards, no sleazes (well, Caleb protected us!). Saw Laura, Alex, Roger, 'The Americans', Ed, Will, and a few other randoms there.

Sat - went to Camden. Enquired about nose piercing (getting it done next week). Bought a puzzle - but not just any puzzle, it's amazin! Kept me entertained for ages. I'm hooked! I'm hooked!

And that about it for excitement. And now I'm blawdy ill. Grrrrrr.
:'(

Mwah (my mummy always taught me to share... does this include colds?)

PS Happy Birthday.

Unbelievable

2006-02-14T18:53:00.000Z

Ok, 2 apologies:

1) For initially calling the flat crowded because of our fifth housemate. I have nothing against this person, and really did not mean it to sound bitchy.
2) After deleting it, I had written an apology in place of it but blogger screwed up. But yeah, of course I'm marvellously spineless. So I don't really mean any of this.

For fucksake, feel like I'm in primary school. Without sounding too patronising, I'm way too old for shit like this. I just don't have time for self-pitying children.

And you wonder why you're losing friends?

Oh, and Happy Valentines! x

Prof Squash, Desk and the Cheeky little Pickpocketer

2006-02-13T09:47:00.000Z

Well, we might as well follow the order of the title...

Professional Squash - am going to watch it on Thurs in Canary Wharf. Very excited! Apparently should be great to watch as its very high calibre of squash player there, and we were lucky enough to get tickets to the semi-finals!! Not cheap mind you, at £25 a seat... but seeing as I'm capt., I couldn't really duck out. Not that I'd want to! ANyway, going with Boon, Edd, Shiv, maybe Joe, Charlie and 3 others. So should be funky little evening, followed by a little bit of dancing in Chelsea... yup, du wees et - Purple!

Desk - well, not entirely sure why I'm including this here. Anyway. After saying to people "yeah, none of us have desks in our rooms, we just use our beds if we need to work", and getting the gasp followed by "wow, really?" expressions... I've decided its high time to invest in a proper desk. Oooh, get meeee! So I gumtree'd it forward, and have found myself a suitable desk for a bargain at a fiver from an old office. However, here comes the issue. I have no car. So I'll need to carry this thing from Old Street (East laandaaan!) all the way through central to West Ken (Sarf-west massif Landaaaan!). Bollox. Ah well. There's something for me to ponder the logistics of. Might try and grab melly.

And finally, the cheeky little pickpocketer... Ooooooh... well, I have an exam tomorrow so I don't have time for this today. I promise to tell the tale in the next entry though.

Mwah to all x

Men Suck. But Sambucca's Delish!

2006-02-02T17:51:00.000Z

Alright girls. For the record... I am now the best at finding the wrong guy and subsequently falling for him. That's it. Let's start again - no more him. It's time to find someone good for me, and who *doesn't* have a mentally unstable girlfriend (again! - jeez, what is it with men & depressed girlies).

On a lighter note, am off out to Purple in Chelsea tonight... so should be a good night... £1.50 sambucca shots, bring 'em on flaming!! Am looking forward to it, but a bit worried that everyone's giong to get drunk and I'm going to just feel like a third wheel... but annoying. Usually happens, and I just end up getting drunk in a corner or whinging to go back early - which just ISNT ME! So no. Not tonight. Tonight, it's all about the drunken frollicks, and frisky bison. Oh yeah, can't forget ye ol' Frisky Bison! Mmmmmmm

Right, I've got an EWB meeting now, so off to that... then its drinks at the union wth them lot, followed by a quick shower and a wander down to fulham (lloyds) for some drinkage... and finally (!) will enter the club and dance the night away!!

Mwah my beauties xx

My Birfday Party!!

2006-01-30T15:28:00.000Z

Firstly - to everyone who's reading this and was actually there - I had an AMZING time!!! Alright, so my memory's a little jaded from 7pm-9pm and 12am-6am, I still know I had an amazing time (don't ask how)...! I#m so glad I had all my friends in one room at the same time, it was seriously a brilliant feeling to see everyone, wherever I went! And the facepainter was fab - I loved Mary's tiger, and Huwf's tiger, and Loui's Devil... oh and Tom's clown, and can't forget Hani's Butterfly, and Liz's - was soooooooo much fun! And MY CAKE! I can't thank aunty Ann enough for the amazing job she did on it - it tasted so delicious, you wouldn't believe!

Some of the things I remember, was blowing the candles out on the cake and leaning forward too much in a dress that wasn't quite designed for bending over!! Hahaha! A little embarassing, but completely allowed as it was my birthday (party)! Oh, and falling over flat on my face... pretty embarassing, especially as Edd saw! But its alright, I have so many bruises from the afterparty, I couldn't tell you which one was from which fall!

Apparently at the afterparty, I fell in a wet bathtub, hence why my dress was soaked - but apparently I found it the most difficult concept to link these two things together... I remember pouring zubrowka&apple all down my cleavage... ooops! I remember Rangi bursting into my room when a friend and I were getting a little busy...! And I kept falling on the floor with Mel - apparently we were launching into each other randomly...! And I think I smashed a glass with my hand, and then Mel managed to sit in the huge patch of coke! Erm, yeah, I think that's all the cringeowrthiness I'm willing to leave on this blog (rest shall remain in my memory, and whoever else's!!)...

And OH MY GOD - thanks soooo mcuh for my presents. I loved them all. But I have huge thanks to Hani for organising a group present from all my beautiful friends at uni - a day out RACING on the tracks!!! How amazing is that!??!? I can choose whether I want to do rally driving, or in a supercar, etc.... but I'm so tempted to blow it all on 20mins in a Lamborghini Diablo - and who would blame me, really...! How amazing! Like, my childhood dream since I was 6 years old!!!!!! - If any of you are raeding this - I love you so so so much, and I couldn' have wished for a better present! xxx

Oh yeah, I didn't tell you but I bought ANOTHER dress! hehehehe.... this one was even nicer, believe me! I'll get some pictures of the whole night up soon - I'm still trying to get everyone to send me their photos, as my camera kinda died (smelly batteries!)...! I have a few I'll put up when I get back home!

Oooh... more goss. I'm pretty much falling for this guy, and just don't know what to do. It's probably one of the more worse (probably *not* the WORST!) situations I've been in, but you know that feeling when you just really don't know what to do. I guess its almost out of my hands. I think I'm going to catch up with him this week... watch this space! Its strange... I almost gave up on ever finding anyone I *really* liked this summer - I know it sounds melodramatic, but I'm serious! I honestly thought I would never quite get that feeling again, and I guess I'm just about ready to let myself risk it a little again... but jeez, am i scared shitless!

Hmmm... can't decide whether I should leave that on here. I guess I shouldn't. But, well, nobody really reads this... right?! Shit and buggeroos. It's like its an amazing kinda feeling, but I keep going through the extremes... you know, feeling really excited about it all, then feeling absolutely petrified, followed by a dab of the ol' jitterbugs! well, we'll see anyway.

I have to go print out EWB posters. Yup, I've decided that I really am a society-whore! - have just joined up as an assistant publicist for Engineers Without Borders (EWB). Oh dear god, will Iever prioritise my degree?

Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!
x

Dresses :-)

2006-01-11T01:32:00.000Z

Hey Beauties!

I've finally got my invites printed out for my 21st birthday bash... most of yout (!) are invited, and I'll get you a ticket when I see ya.

I went shopping today (as you can see above!). I couldn't resist it! I went a little crazy with dresses and ended up buying 3!! But it's ok, it's all been put on the plastic... so I'll deal with it when Barclays sends me their wishes. But look, I've found one of them online for you... (see left)... its a galaxy dress (mine's dark brown though)... isn't it gorgeous?!? The shape is really nice actually. Oh, I love dresses :-) I bought 2 more. One of them, I can't actually find online to show you (probably could've found it, but can't be arsed to look properly), and the other one... is AMAZIN!!! I love it!! But I won't tell you anymore about it, as that's the dress I'm wearing to my party! Its soooo prettty!!! Now all I need it shoes. We're going to find them on Saturday down in Oxfor Str, bustle our way through silly tourists who walk at a snail-rate! Should be fun, we're making it into a 'lambrinigirls go shopping' day!!

Anyways, tonight was weird. Played Mike & Tom at squash. Good fun, will do it again! Then went to the Goose for some merry fun...! Some weird bloke ('Mo' short for Mohammad Ali, I kid you not!) came and sat with us. I thought he was well dodge so tried to ignore him... but then he started talking, seemed a funny and reasonably chatty guy. Later realised he wasn't just high on life (!), but we all found that even more fun, so accepted him onto our table, and enjoyed fun banter with him. It gets to 11.30, kicking out time (grrrr) so we all made our way into the frosty outdoors, and Mo came with. So we're walking towards home, and Ceri & I are going back to West Ken, so turn to say our goodbyes. Then Mo turns to me and says, 'Oh Wendy, where are you going?' (yes, he called me Wendy, haha!). I explain in a friendly way that I have college tomorrow, so'd appreciate the early night, etc. At this point, he pulls me away from the group and asks for a quiet word. I'm like 'errr, ok, yeah, sure...'. At which point, he then says to me "I thought you were going to come and have sweet drinks with me, I thought you wanted to be friends, I wanted to get to know you better... you gave me that impression." So I back away and explain that I'm sorry if he got that impression, but I'm not interested. His reply: "You have now betrayed me. You are wrong. I stayed with you and you're friends because I thought we could get to know each other better. Why did I sit with you all. Why did you do this. You've insulted my intelligence. I thought he was going to go psycho at me or something, so quickly grab Ceri and make a quick getaway!!!! But how f***ing weird is that?!?!?! Such a bizarre night. Fact was, he was talking to everyone. Not just me! In fact, he probably spoke more to Ceri and Mike than me! Strange. Just goes to show, London's fully equipped with the sneaky sleazes too!!!!!

Sleep well gorgeouses
xxxxx mwaaaaaaaaah xxxxx

My BIRFDAY!!

2006-01-06T15:12:00.000Z

Hello gorgeous sexy bizatchs! I'm now 21 and 1 day old...! Don't know if it feels weird, but certainly feels a little different in a strange sort of way. Hmmmm... I don't know, am I talking shite? Probably...

Oh my god - I woke up with the BIGGEST headache this morning!!! Y'ouch! I don't exactly know how much I drank, but of what I can remember - 3 jugs of frisky bison (MMmmm), some blue lagoon, some pink stuff, champagne (thanks rangi & jon, you're darlings!), fruli... mmm... and then stupidly knocked 4 sambuccas down as walked out the door! Basically, off m'puss, things start to get a little hazy on the memory front but had an amazing night. It was just really nice to see people again... Who was there... Hani, Hari & mates, Caleb, Chris, Jon, Rangi, Tim, Roger, James, some Beit morons, ... erm, oh and jenny, tom, special ed & girl came briefly... was a cute crowd. Chris kept doing funky matchstick tricks, I was pretty impressed - but whether they were shit and my beer goggles glorified it, shall never know. Bits to remember - random spitting guy, james' random pulls, spilling sambucca and getting sticky titz, ppl stealing my shoes, taxi home (apparently!), cookies everywhere, ganj enjoyed, hari's sambucca concoction, all in all - FAB NIGHT!

So, it's 3.20pm and I'm still in bed! Ha...!! When am I going to get this presentation sorted. Considering it's on Monday, its fairly safe to say I'm screwed! Hmm... would it have been wrong to hope for a birthday wish from him? Yeah, I guess it would've. My stupid telly's got shit reception and keeps flashing - its giving me a headache but can't be fucked to get out of bed and fiddle with the aerial. D'oh. Lose-lose.

Right. Presentation. Natural Disasters: Can Engineers Help to Predict 'Em? Bollocks.

Sleep tight my diggidies!
xx

Last night of my twentieth...!

2006-01-04T21:03:00.000Z

Hey beauties,

Well, in exactly 2 hours and 43 minutes... I turn 21. Aaaaarghhhhh.... noooo.... just getting used to 20! Well, we'll see what happens. Wonder if something happens when you turn 21... do you suddenly grow fangs, get a hairy back and start howling on full moon nights... or do you develop a OCD about cup rings on the table and start carrying spare coasters around with you? Ooooh... who knows!

Anyway, not smoking is killing me! (spot the oxymoron) But I'm determined to make this work. One thing in my life I can certainly control... and its about time. Guy front, yeah, doing alright. Have met a few nice guys, doing the dating thing, and might just turn out to be good for me... (yeah right, I give it a few weeks, old habits will kick in, they'll suddenly each declare secretly having 3 wives, 12 kids and an unhealthy obsession with Fern Britton... hmmmm)

Got a stupid presentation to sort out for Monday. Needless to say, I haven't even started it, and am still faffing around with the templates - totally unnecessary, going to fail. Aaaaarghhhh! I aim to get the bulk of it done tonight... but we'll see how likely that it! (hahaha). Then I've still got to do this EIC coursework... like, wha't'**ck? Hopefully, will try and do it with Hani & Liz - 3 heads much better than just mine...

Right, enough whinging I suppose. Melly's back tomorrow!! Yay. Have discovered the flat makes rather funny noises during the day... doors creaking, a strange buzzing sound, hmmm... bizarre.

That'll be all for now, I hope you're having a good first few days of 2006! Oooh, and before I forget, for my friends who read this (i.e., not you, ya weirdo! just kiddin'! hehe) - I'm moving my bday festivities over to the 27th Jan. At Hammersmith Palais. Hope you'll be able to make it. Invites coming soon... (if I ever get round to it)... see ya soon, sexy beasts... GrrrRRRRrrrrr... ;)

xx

2 Days to Go!

2006-01-03T11:57:00.000Z

Update on the sort-of-resolutions... 1. So far so good. 2. Easier than I'd imagined (so far).

Mel - I've done it again. Found Oreo cookies this time, and half a bottle of tonic water (don't ask!)... help. I'll take the first step. I admit I have a problem!

(missing my flatmates lotsh and lotsh!! xx)

New Year, New Life (almost)

2005-12-29T14:07:00.000Z

2 new year's resolutions which I am actually starting from today...

1. Quit smoking, and
2. Quit Martin

Stoopid technology... we love you

2005-12-29T11:29:00.000Z

Oh god. I’ve either done something pretty stupid or pretty damn smart. You decide. Anyways… last night, met up with the girls in St Albans. Changed our usual venue to Casa - a nice little bar. I quite like it, and prefer it to the Waterend Barn. It's got a more chilled atmosphere I think, and its a little funky too. The music's alright, service ain't bad and there's a bit of talent to look at every now and then. It was pretty quiet, but I've been told Thurs is the 'happening' night in St Albans, so we chose a fairly sedate night. Was good to find a set of table and chairs all to ourselves, and we didn't have to shout to chat. Brill (every now and then)!

Right, so after 2 bottles of Chenin Blanc, most of my sobriety had left via the back door, and forgot to tell me to turn my phone off. So Mandy thought it'd be sensible to text him something stupid. I'm just getting annoyed that he can call me up and deal out the biggest headfuck, again, and I can't talk to him when I want to. I guess I just want to know where I stand. Once and for all. I mean, is this going to happen every month or something? When I just about managed to forget about him (again), he calls and now I can't stop thinking about him (again). I'm pretty sure you can sense the dejavu-ness of it all. So basically, if you do read this... please just be straight with me. I'm so tired of feeling like this. You know where I stand. It's your turn to be honest.

Lauren and I are going to the Red Lion tonight for a little one-on-one drinking... so should be good. We tend to talk a lot shit, but it also seems to make a lot of sense. Ah well. Who knows what'll happen tonight. Don't worry. I think I'll bar myself from sending out any text messages. Stooopid damn phones. Grrrrrrr.

Have decided to have a houseparty in London on 31st night. I've had so many random texts from folk telling me that they're in London and wondering what to do for NYE... so I say, lets bring everyone all under one roof, chuck in some lambrini and voddas, that sounds like party-o-clock to me!! (dont tell anyone i said that, or you can't come). Should be a good entrance into 2006. Only 2 more days to go!

xxx

Festive Updates - and Merry KissMas 2u2 xxx

2005-12-27T14:00:00.000Z

B-to-the-log time! Sorry for neglecting you for a while. Been a bit busy actually… what with the last week of term and this festive season. In any case, I’ll try and get you up to date. So, with the most recent first…! (prepare for some true gobshite)

Boxing Day Roast – Mum and Mahinda went to a bit of effort and cooked a slap up roast duck with the et ceteras. It was pretty yum actually!

Xmas Day (Roast) – Spent the afternoon/night in Islington at The Perera’s (Shal, Rangi, Dudley, Ann & Paul). Good night, eventually got round to eating at around 1am!! But it was great to see everyone after a while (Frank, Lisa, Pereras, Aubrey, Atlee, Frank, Maria, etc).

**Bollocks. Battery’s going to die. Will have to continue later. D’oh. In a bit, ho(s).**

Xmas Eve – Went for lunch at Lloyds for a catch up with Debs and Sarah, as its going to be bit difficult to meet up with Debs before 2006. Thought we’d take the opportunity for a bit of a wonder around town. Considering I went to sch in that area for 7 yrs, I was shocked when I managed to get myself completely lost trying to find the car park. It was pretty embarrassing. Sat Nav, where are ya? Ooooh, and I got my ear pierced again – the cartilage on my right ear. It still hurts a little, I’m just praying I can prevent any infection. Cross fingers!

Friday – He calls.

Wednesday – Bowling with Suzy, Hels, Lou and Alex. Was weird to go to Hemel again, after the oil depot explosion being just ‘round the corner. Apparently a few weeks ago, they were temporarily housing the people who had lost their homes to the Big Bangs. Had a good time. Came 2nd in the first game, and won the second game. Not bad since it has been quite a while since I’ve bowled.

Saturday – Mel and I spent the day together which was really good. Went to Lloyds in Fulham Brdway for dinner. Mel treated me which was really sweet of her, so we opted for a pitcher of that beautiful drink, Frisky Bison. MmmmmMmmmMMMMMmmm. Raced back home for the final of X Factor. I still can’t believe Maria is out. Stupid stupid stupid Loui. How do you spell that? Hmm… I just realised I have no idea how to spell it. Louie. Lewi? Hmm. Ah well. In any case, Shane deserved it. I wish Journey South got a little further though, as Andy really didn’t deserve to be the runner up. But, it was all fixed so who cares. Didn’t quite make it out to Lloyds again – was too cold, and we’re lazy chicks. Ended up chilling with drinks at home. Caleb came round. Moron. I’m not bitter. But it just proved my point that all men are wankers. Even before you’ve met ‘em. It’s not their fault. Oh no. It’s just the way they’re built. Don’t worry Caleb, I don’t hate you. I just don’t fancy ya. Sowwwwie.

Friday 16th Dec 2005 – Last day of term. Spent at our SU bar. Was good night. Far too many freshers though. And my usual Wednesday crowd weren’t out, so it was a bit strange to be in the union without the regulars. If that makes any sense. Anyway, got a free tshirt. Spent most of the night with Zoe and Roger. Awww, was fun. We had shishaaaa… roger let me bar code him on his forehead. And I got a little club going of people with eyelinered barcodes on their wrist (don’t worry, have decided against that tattoo)… I even persuaded a few freshers that if you go to Tesco Express’ self service machines and buzz in, you get a 20% discount. Oh, I know. I’m evil. Perleeeeeease… I was D-to-the-runk!!!

Friday 9th Dec 2005 – MechSoc Xmas Party at Hammersmith Palais. And it actually worked. More than 200 people showed up, everyone seemed to have a good time… I did. The music (before the shit MC) was brilliant, clubclassics, hip hop, garage, dance… perfect. Wonder if Ceri & Mel remember riding the pizza bloke’s motorcycle while he was delivering a pizza… not the point that the bike was stationary (is it a or e? I mean that one that means ‘still’)!! Anyways, got some pics…

2005-12-01T16:24:00.001Z

Well, I won't go on, simply because I'm tired of all you shitty men who have no sense of morals whatsoever. Please, guys, just explain to me why it is that you think you have the right to flirt with girls when you have girlfriends??? I just don't understand it at all.

Alright, so we've all gotten a little drunk, come on to someone whilst being in a relationship with someone else, maybe a one night stand results... but that's it - it's a one off. You don't continue doing it every week, do you! But oh no, apparently its alright to lead someone else on, i.e., a single, uncommitted girl who thinks you're cute and is yet to find out how much of a wankshaft you really are... And jeez, (for at least the last 3) if I hadn't have asked if you had a girlfriend - would you have told me?? Bollocks, you would. I don't think so. And why should I have to keep asking guys if they have a gf?? Tbh, its not even as if I ask just so that I know I have a chance. No. It's just I'd rather know where that line is before I cross it. Fuck men. Efff 'em all.

Anyway, thanks to Cez & Tom (hehe, CoM) for cheering me up last night with the bingeat. And ceri, the hula hoops were just what I needed... MmmmMmmmmmmMMmmm. Thankshabunch. x

Tbh, I could rant for ages. It's so easy. But the truth be told, I have a Yield Simulation coursework deadline tomorrow... a piece am I still yet to start. Uh-oh. Nevermind.... what's the worse that could happen... I fail, I leave, I do something else. Oh yeah, we've been through this. I'll stop.

On a more positive note, I'm looking fwd to my bday celeb'ns. Haven't *really* celebrated my birthday since I was about 5 (apart from uni last night which was a great night at Cargo), so this will be a great opportunity to see old friends and have a good merry dance to some tuneage. It's looking like I might rent out some of Hammersmith Palais for its Fri clubclassics - why not, a little dance, some old skool, just what the dr. ordered, n'est pas. Ok, so I suppose I really am avoiding work now.

Oh, yeah, here's a link for the cheapest pub in london (and what's fab is its only 15 mins walk from my front door!) - Goose (hmmm... can't find a better website for it, but this is good enough for a quick peek. apparently its a bit council-estate trashy... ah well... cheap as chips).

What else can I waste time and talk about?? Hmmm... Alright. Coursework it is.

xxxx
and one more x

Goose and pervie bar staff.... but free drinks. hmm. can't complain...

2005-11-30T13:51:00.000Z

The Goose and the cheapness - oh we love you cheap chain pubs.

I can't be arsed to say a lot as I am very hungover, my head hurts, I have chips down my radiator, my clothes are everywhere, my headphones have snapped in two, roger went to lectures with makeup on, I missed everything today, I have a squash match in 2 hours where I have to run around in a small white box with a small (and painful if hit) green ball. Aaaaarghhhhhhhh. And what's more... I start drinking Lambrini on the tube back in exactly 4.5 hours to follow with the usual shennanigans in the union. Oh dear. I should sleep. Actually, I *should* get this coursework done instead of leaving one night for it. Ooops. Watch me fail my degree again this year. Oh well. Don't care anymore. I think I'll go into marketing anyway. Hmmm. So why am I spending £10,000 a year on a shitty engineering course??? Only smarties have the answer.

Oh, and just out of curiosity, Marty, do you still read this? Hmmm... maybe I shouldn't ask.

And how could I not mention the cheapness that is The Goose. Actually, apparently, it's just GOose. Minus the 'the'. Fair enough really. And apparently, its a chain, and there's loads in Leeds, but I'm afraid I've never had the pleasure before. I felt leftout somewhat, but enjoyed it too much last night. Wine - a bottle - £4.89. I shit you not. Oh, and a pint of Carlsberg - £1.55. Could you ask for more? I didn't think so. That's cheaper than our Union prices. Oh and it's closer to walk to. I think we're onto a wee winner here folks. Though I really shouldn't have drunk as much as I did, but you know when it all makes sense at the time. Hmmmm.

Oh dear folks. I'm surprised my bed didn't break. Oh but we did have a bebknobs & broomsticks moment when Ceri and Jimbob started undoing the knobs (bedknobs, that is)... I *still* can't find my left earring. Dagnammit.

Byebye beautifuls. Wish me luck for tonight. I'm testing my self-restraint out with Edd... no fun tonight. Mandy has work to do. Bollocks that'll happen but we'll see.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm
xxx

2005-11-23T13:55:00.000Z

Yet another stupid chain mail... stop sending them to me!!! And please learn how to spell forward.

And this one's particularly annoying.

Oh and no joke - at 10:22, of course something good's going to happen... it's ACC Bar night at the union, free beer for sports teams... so at 10:22, I'll be drunk off m'puss! So there!
x

PS Lots has happened, but you know when you have to be there to get it... well, that applies here. And I can't be arsed to type it all up. Neurgh.

WHEN U ALREADY START READING THIS DONT STOP OR ELSE SUMTHIN BAD WILL HAPPEN ..... MY NAME IS SUMMER... I AM 15 YEARS OLD WITH BLONDE HAIR AND SCARY EYES. I HAVE NO NOSE OR EARS. I AM DEAD. IF U DO NOT SEND THIS TO 15PPL IN THE NEXT 5 MIN., I WILL APPEAR TONIGHT BY YOUR BED WITH A KNIFE AND KILL YOU. THIS IS NO JOKE SOMETHING GOOD WILL HAPPEN TO U TONIGHT AT 10:22. SOMEONE WILL CALL U OR TALK TO U ONLINE AND SAY I LOVE U. DON'T BREAK THIS PLEASE COPY AND PASTE ON TO A NEW EMAIL DO NOT FAWARD

Rhysio's Bday, bit of JWDs, a Fruli and Movement... what do you get? Thursday NIIIIIGHT!

2005-11-04T12:36:00.000Z

*** For the record, I just spent 37 mins typing last night's shenanigans, and it froze, i lost it all, and i'm rather p-to-the-issed ***

Aaaanyway... last night, Rhysio's bday! What a daaaarling! We love Rhys. So, running back home from college pretty late, had to megaly-quickly make some couscous*lettuce*cucumber*tomatoes*herbs*bacon*chicken*sweetcorn combi for dindins, and make Rhys' card. I was being a tightarse (due to low fundings) and made Rhys a bday card out of photos from the past year&bit. I think I prefer doing that than buying a commercial card as its much more personalised, and plus, you get to reminisce on the good (and not so good) ole days. Anyway, cutting a much longer story down a fair bit... we started off with myself, cez, tom, tim, jens & stewart... we arrived at Wetherspoons, Hamilton Hall in Liverpool Street with myself, cez, tom & stewart (long long story I'm *not* typing out twice)... Stewart sang a marilyn rendition of the bday song to Rhys. Ceri presented him with the BIGGGGGEST card you've ever seen in your entire LIFE! (again, longer story I already typed out earlier). We had some merry drinks there... and I decided to treat myself with a FRULI! Oh yeah baby, she just said FRULI. Say it with me, the best belgian beer served in JWDs..... aaahhhhhh..... FRULI! MmmmmmMMmmmmm Strawberry beer. Very d-lish. And at a £1.79, it wasn't too bad... bit more than the good ol' £1.19 V&Ls, but certainly a treat worth 'avin'. So, after the orgasmic-not-so-fizzy-piss pint, we decided to finish the night in the.... wait for it... oh yeah... the fooking BAR RUMBA!!! I know, what were we thinking??!? We were thinking D&B... and it got us there beautifully! Thursday night's a drum & bass sesh at teh Rumbaaaa, called Movement. Pretty good, huh? Oh yeah. Damn straight it was. Schweet MC, tuneage was approved, especially when they played the Yeah Yeah YEah song (Feelings, ShyFX)... sing it with me, yeaaah yeah yeaah yeaaaaah, yeah yeaah yeaaaah yeaaah... oooooshoooohohhhohhh. yeeah yeaaah yeaah eyaaah yeah, yeaah yeaah yeah yeaaaaah... doo doodo doodod doooooodoOOOOOoodoo doo. best part of the track lads, check it. So, had a good night. Bit annoying at the cost of drinks in the Rumba though - £3.60 for a spirit. Grrrr. Corrs Beer has even gone up in price from the affordable piss price of £2 to £3.40. Bollocks to that! So we found other ways to keep the beats up high. It was a brilliant night - but everyone got a bit tired towards the 2 o'clock stroke. We left around then... and made our way down to sunny (or not so) West Ken. Not before dancing with the MusicMan who plays Oasis outside the pizza shop everynight. Aaahhh, and we met some random swiss lads with a camcorder... now, that's what I'm talkin' about!

Good night folks. I'm off to do some pump project work. Eurgh. Wish me luck with the bore they calle my 'degree'. To be frank, I'm not impressed.

Lovin' you
xx

PS On the usual guy note, 'cause you're all that interested (!), if you have a gf, don't flirt with other girls you pile of wanks (EDD!). And btw, that wasn't a star we saw, it was a plane. muppet. hmph.

2005-10-31T12:03:00.000Z

Find a someone: who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on them, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the person who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of their friends, Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much they care about you and how lucky they are to have you. Wait for the one who turns to their friends and says, "...that's the one."

If u open this, U have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life!!!!!!!............ if I don't get this back I guess ur not my friend

If u have a lot of love for some1... copy and send this to ur whole list...in 5 mins ur true love will call or message you.
Tonight at midnight your true love will realize they like you.
Something good will happen to you at approx. 1:42pm tomorrow, it could be anywhere. So get ready for the biggest shock of your life. If you break this chain, you will be cursed with relationship problems for the most important time of your life.
Send this to 15 people in 15 minutes to carry on the chain...and spare yourself the emotional stress. Be careful, (COPY AND PASTE, DO NOT JUST CLICK FORWARD)

=================

For the record, I HATE CHAIN MAIL. I don't understand why people continue them. They are a total pile of wank and if you're really a friend, you wouldn't wish upon me any of the shitness it mentions if I fail to comply in resending the shitness to more of my friends. Bollocks to it all, say I. And anyway, men like that don't exist. Seriously, they don't. I should know.

Bloggity Blog Blog

2005-10-27T18:23:00.000+01:00

Well, today I've spent most of the day just sitting around and watching the telly. How's that for being lazy. I've been ill for just over a week now, and still have a chest infection. I suppose I really should go and get some antibiotics from the friendly neighbourhood doc, but well... let's face it girls, I shan't lie, I'm just plain too lazy for that. Today, watched Shaun of the Dead with Tom - brilliant movie. Worth a watch. However I did realise when I was sitting on the sofa that I had felt the sun's shining warmth move from the right side of me, and the way through to my left. Which means I sat and didn't move in the same amount of time it took the SUN to move across my window. How pathetic is that!!?!?!?! Don't worry -I'm not in my usual state of denial. In fact, I'm quite happy to admit I've had a alzy few days as far as work's concerned. And a fooking loved it! Though I have to go in to college tomorrow to send about 20 emails about society stuff, and see Dr Crofton for our design project... which I haven't done anything for as yet, and am also going to get bollocked for. But I'm going to try the 'i've been ill' card, which si most definitely NOT a lie. I promise.

Anyway my schweeties. A lot's been happening. You know when you know you've had a busy few weeks, and there's so much I could mumble on at you all about... but to be honest, just can't be arsed. I'm putting it down to the 'you had to be there' ness. Oh, and yeah, I still miss certain people I haven't spoken to for a while - you know who you are! I'll speak to you soon (maybe!). Still can't work out what to do about Dave. Or the other one. Hmmm. Maybe lesbianism was one of the better ideas of 2005. Watch this space.

Over and out.
Out.
I said OUT. NOW.

Alright, you can stay a little and read some of my other blog stuff. Yeah, thought you weren't *that* interested. Have a fun evenin'. lots of lavish kishes xxxxx

It's been a laawng time...

2005-10-21T12:18:00.000+01:00

So, I'm just not in a blog mood recently. Don't really know why. Think it's got a lot to do with the i-can't-be-arsed-ness. But, also because nothing is really all that bad in my life to whinge about at the moment! (apart from family, but that's a whole new AND old story)

Went to Fabric on Fri - Pendulum were playing!!! Amazing!!!! The atmosphere was great, amazing beats and a little cheeky summat. All in all... just jazz... possibly going again next friday, though this will depend on the bank balance situation. Not going to lie - it's not all that hopeful at the moment. Ah well. Baked beans and toast for me tonight. PLUS I'm ill. Why do I always get colds? This is probably my 3rd one this autumn!! Bahumbug to all you good-health people.

Anyway, I have plenty an email wrt squash/mechsoc to send out. Seems to be life at the moment, emailing. Oh, and the MechEng Freshers' event last night actually went alright. I stopped by after my ULU meeting, was only going to stay a little while - but ended up there 'til closing. Met a few sleazy chaps (MechEng, it's like two extremes), but harmless I'm sure. Freshers' puked, which is always comedy (I should know!). And we met Backstreet Boys' Roadcrew on the way home in Kensington. I know. Nothing to write home about. (sshhhhh)

Schleep well beauties
x

Busy busy busy

2005-10-07T11:16:00.000+01:00

Basically - nothing particularly new in my life.

Just going through stressful organisation time, where squash, mechsoc and my degree seem to be eating up my life. AND I just checked my phonebill online to find that I have a £110 phone bill to pay this month, pretty similar to my £90 last month. And seeing as my budget for everything (excl. rent & bills) is £85 per week - I'm already in debt and I haven't even been at uni for a week yet!! It's going to be a quiet weekend for me then (or make that week.... or even month... hmmm... try term).

I'll keep you updated if anything deathly exciting happens. Doubt it though.

x

Been a Laaaawwwwngg Time My Beauties...!

2005-09-27T13:56:00.000+01:00

So, I know it's been a while, and I'm afraid this entry's going to be pretty brief too. Why? Well, lots and lots of things to do before Uni starts next week - ie, sort out women's squash club, sort out MechSoc stuff, fresher's fair coming up, find squash coach, meetings, haircuts, estate agents, packing, oh - and my degree!! So, all in all, bleurgh.

But, am still actually pretty high from Prague - again guys, fabulouso holiday! Fanny soft! Hahahaa! And can't wait to move into the flat - west kensington daaahlings! Well, its costing an arm and leg (both in fact!) so I should be allowed to say that every now and then.

So, basically, I'm still alive, and am back in 'London' london on Saturday. Oh, and friends (ie, not stalkers) - I have a juicy party invite to you all. We will probably be having a party (yes, paaartAAAYYY!) at LambriniCastle (call it a christening) on this Saturday, so all are welcome. Though there be a slight catch - ITS FANCY DRESS!!! Tee hee tee hee. (if I'm truly impressed, we may even do prizes, well, bythat we mean SHOTS, but it's all good, in the hood) I don't think we've actually mentioned this to Zoe and Mel as yet, but hey, hopefully won't be a problem. So, give us a call for details and the new address... yeah baby yeah!

Love ya specials
Mandsx

Praguesters - Missing You!!!

2005-09-16T10:36:00.000+01:00

Alright guys, I've been back in London for a day now and I'm not going to lie. It's pretty dreary, and all I can think about is bog roll.

Basically, I'm not going to blog *all* the details for three reasons 1) Can't be arsed. 2) You probably had to be there. and 3) I'd have to kill you if I told you.

Well something like that. Anyway, to jog the praguesters' memories...

1L of Pilsner
Abusing statues in Kampa Park
No Tits restaurant (& Huw's Nachos)
Beautiful sound the cobbles made
Roxy's (or rather the chilled bar upstairs)
MoJItos
Nick's German TechoRobot
Weird dude at Karlovry Lazne who felt Rhys' neck
Septagon, Nonagon and Hexagon of Lurrrve
Fish soup with actual fishies
Pedalos - lush
ShishAAAA (cherry & mint, and green teas)
Funky Jazz club (Ungelt)
ABSINTHE (say no more)
Big Willy in the ladies' lavvy
Fanny soft
Petrin Tower & beautiful view
Sunset on Charles Bridge
5am (kind of Sunrise) on Charles Bridge - with ghost hobo
Posing with guards at Prague castle
Birds of Prey (Kestrals!)
Washboard dude with the thimbels
Oh, and Captain Birdseye!

And to sum it all up... MINGE!

Praguesters was bought to you by the people, Ceri, Tom, Rhys, Owens, Huw, Mike, Emma, Nick & Mandy (me), and the place that is PRAGUE BABY, PRAGUE!

Undoubtedly, there are plenty of stuff I've missed out, but we all know it happened. Don't deny it. Huw probably caught it with the atomic flash - no escaping the dude! I had a fantastic time - and thought it was amazing how well we all got on!! Fabulous darling (and yes, I'm still poncing around with the fancy cigarette holder, and yes, maybe I want to be cruella de ville)

On that note, I'm off to house search in the big ol' world of Laaandan Town. Eurgh. Wish me luck people.

*mwah*

Toby from the Library

2005-09-05T22:11:00.000+01:00

So, it's exactly 12 hours 'til the stupid exam. I know I'm going to fook it up big stylee... I have a bad feeling. But I also feel like I've prepared myself as much as I can. So it's really a lose-lose situation.

Anyway, incredibly excited about Prague!! Yeah, baby, yeah.

Hey, Magnum, shame you can't make it tomorrow night... you know the gardening club's a wicked night, but no doubt they'll be plenty more occasions at that venue. And yeah, when us girlies manage to find a suitable LambriniCastle (!) I'm pretty sure there'll be a magnificiento housewarming gathering... let the Party begin! (it lasts a whole year). Anyway, sorry to hear about your mountain of work, but just keep thinking about the beautiful reference it'll get ya.

Right folks, I probably won't write for a while as from tomorrow onwards, life's on 'GO' for about a week. Feel free to email me with how you guys are. Will see you all soon when I get back.

*mwah*

Toby from the library

2005-09-05T21:57:00.000+01:00

Right, what is it about libraries and me?? Do I look like I'm trying to find myself a 'man' when I have my head in a book?? Am I sending out the wrong message? Does Fluid Mech just turn you animals on??? So, tell me. Why is it, that the guy sitting opposite me (must be in his 40s at least) leaves, and taps me on the shoulder 5 mins later only to hand me a ripped corner of a leaflet with his name & number on it? What the fooklings? I just nodded in a state of confusion. "Err, ok, errrrr, cheers."

So, it's exactly 12 hours 'til the stupid exam. I know I'm going to fook it up big stylee... I have a bad feeling. But I also feel like I've prepared myself as much as I can. So it's really a lose-lose situation.

Anyway, incredibly excited about Prague!! Yeah, baby, yeah.

Hey, Magnum, shame you can't make it tomorrow night... you know the gardening club's a wicked night, but no doubt they'll be plenty more occasions at that venue. And yeah, when us girlies manage to find a suitable LambriniCastle (!) I'm pretty sure there'll be a magnificiento housewarming gathering... let the Party begin! (it lasts a whole year). Anyway, sorry to hear about your mountain of work, but just keep thinking about the beautiful reference it'll get ya.

Right folks, I probably won't write for a while as from tomorrow onwards, life's on 'GO' for about a week. Feel free to email me with how you guys are. Will see you all soon when I get back.

*mwah*

Dinner at his...

2005-09-05T08:46:00.000+01:00

Ok, so when have I ever done what's right...?! It was nice. A fun evening. I said I'd call him after Prague... who knows.

Ok, so exactly 25 hours to go until the exam, and I've lost my studying mojo. I'm just so bored of it, I really can't be arsed today. Which is not the best attitude to have the day before a life-changing exam (I wish that was an exaggeration).

I'm addicted to water&lime cordial. It's almost at the embarassing stage now..

*mwah*

To go out, or not to go out...

2005-09-03T09:32:00.000+01:00

That is the question. I've moved back to London for a couple of days now, and I bumped into an old friend, a neighbour actually. We went for a quick coffee at his (I was taking a deserved break!) and got talking. He's looking for work now, just finished his maths degree but doesn't know what he wants to do! (watch lots of tv, I say). Anyway, he's asked me out for dinner on Sunday. Question is, do I go? (exam being on Tuesday) Hmmm...

Oooooh, and did anyone else catch that show on the telly last night - "the Grim North" (or something like that). They talked about everything I've whinged about for years... I felt the grumpy old man syndrome in me start up when they mentioned the nightmare of driving in Landaaan Town. Brilliant. Catch next week's show, BBC1 or 2, 22:00, Friday. Although you probably have something better planned for your friday night (and if you haven't, shame on you) - I have... PRAGUE!!! WOHOOOOOOOOO

*mwah mwah mwah*

Photos

2005-09-02T09:10:00.000+01:00

Last night, I was on a mission! It was a fun one though, and without all that 'james-bond' intensity (I suppose that should be 'tom-cruise', but who reads this). We were sorting out something, and it involved looking at photos from over the years. I can't really tell you what it's about in case she reads this, and that would ruin the surprise. I'll tell you all about it on Tuesday though. But anyway, it was soooo fun looking at all those cringeworthy moments from years ago, when we swore we didn't wear our hair like *that* (did they not have mirrors in the early 90s??). Anyway, top night... piiiiiiizzzza.

Hmmm... Dave emailed me. I know, I know, I know. What is it about men with girlies? I swear I don't go out and look for them! Anyway, he's a nice guy (apart from the lying!). Would be nice to be friends again. From what I remember, he was quite good to have a conversation with. And can't forget how Shanouni (1st yr room-mate) got the fright of her life when she came back a bit earlier than expected - he deserves credit for that one!!! Hahahaaa

Prague baby, Prague!!! Now, lets go get Mandy some Czechian money....

*Mwah*

Stupid stupid song

2005-08-31T13:22:00.000+01:00

For the record, this has got to be the best 'slit my wrist' song.
You're Beautiful, James Blunt.

"I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you"

Oh, that's a really nice thought to have, isn't it! I can't stand this song, and have no idea why everybody likes it. The lyrics are depressing, especially for the optimists among us.

"But it's time to face the truth,
I'll never be with you"

Screw you too, James Blunt. Crawl back under that rock you came from. I can just hear Nigel saying "Mandita, it's just being real. Accept it, it's the truth, innit. He's keepin' it real".

Whatever.

(the funniest moment, when this song was played for the second dance of the bride & groom at the wedding I went to - what a way to start a marriage! couldn't help but laugh a little at the DJ's misjudgement)

Gnocchi..mmmMMMmmmm

2005-08-31T10:49:00.000+01:00

Last night, went out for dinner with Lauren in Radlett at Prezzo. It was a really nice night. I've never been out with 'just Lauren' before, which is really surprising considering I've known this girl for more than 15 years!! She's a really close mate actually, and I think we've become really close this summer, which is nice - she's a great girl, and really deserves everything she sets out for. Anyway, to summarise - good night over bottle of reasonably palatable house white. I was impressed (even though it was Prezzo's own brand wine, so it already started off on a wrong foot...).

I'm finally happy about the way things are going. It's stupid to keep going on about it, but I swear I don't remember feeling this happy and free for such a long time (almost 2 years, maybe) - and it's GREAT! I just want to jump around and scream "God, I'm happy!!!!!" Anyway, enough of the schizness, I just want to let my friends know that I am alright, and am going to be just fine (if not better!).

So, today I have 3 days of planned revision to catch up on (yes, I've been a little slack). It's alright, I have faith in me (!). Wish me luch, ladies & gents.

OOohhh... before I forget... isn't this the cutest girl's name: Blessienna. I love it. Lauren and I thought of it together, 'cause she was thinking of 'Bless'. But I said it'd be nice to have a longer name, which could be shortened to Bless so the kid could choose which she preferred, and I've always liked Sienna. Hence, Blessienna was born. I love it! I said whoever has a girl first gets it! ;-) It's almost better than Shanouni!!

On that broody note, I'm going to get on with Fluid Mech, the joys of momentum conservation.... yipeeeeeeee!

Hope everyone's alright. How's things Paul? Haven't heard from you in a while, hope all is well.

PS I'm going to get some old photos up from before, so scroll baby, scroll)

Deb's Birthday from a while ago: (Ruth, Lauren, Me, Debs, Sarah)

Bank Holiday

2005-08-28T20:22:00.000+01:00

Does this mean all Banks are closed tomorrow? A friend and I pondered the true meaning of a 'Bank' Holiday. Perhaps it's glaringly obvious. Comment me if you're cleverer.

Oh yeah...

... Closure baby, all the way! Girls, you know what I'm babbling about. Never expected it quite this way, but I'm a happy bunner (not the boiled sort). Now that my head's sorted... what can I do to f*ck it up again. Suggestions welcome.

Which leads me to my next... does anyone want to buy a 512MB MP3 player. It's one of these standard jobbies. I've already got one, so could do with some cash for this new one if anyone's interested. Again, flow with me, comment it.

Ok. A moth just flew into my keyboard and is now stuck underneath, between F9 and F10. It's only a baby, but if I try and anchor the keys out, I might actually crush it. Hmmm... I don't use those keys very often, so I'll give it a second to come to its senses.... Ok, I blew it out. Granted, there's some moth dust (eww) on the keys now, but the little beggar got out safely.

Goodnight my precious'
*mwah*

(ok, I was just about to press 'publish' and the li'l beggar's back. He's hopping on and off the enter. I don't want to mash the li'l'en. ah. it's alright. he's gone again. oooh, and dave just text me (not the policeman, kate!) - pleasant surprise... like he sensed good timing or something...)

Shrinking bacon

2005-08-26T14:04:00.000+01:00

Tip: Before you fry your strips of the good stuff, run it under cold water, drain off excess drips, and slam it into the pan. It may sound KERRAZY, but it seriously stops it from shrinking to half the size...

Hmmm... what was that you said? Lesbianism?

Ooooh, before I forget - found my old Cruel Intentions Soundtrack... it's tres good, yous should check it out when ya can.

xxx

The day a rain cloud followed me.

2005-08-25T17:06:00.000+01:00

So I wake up at 10am (2 hours later than I should've done, as usual!), and am blinded by the sun shining brightly into my bedroom. Beautiful. A sunny day after having miserable showers all weekend. What better day than to test out my fitness and my new bike. Yipeeeee!

1) Fitness. Oh dear god. After cycling for about 5 mins, I thought my heart was going to give up on me. Talk about an eye opener - I used to cycle to Radlett town within 10 mins. It took me 25 mins with a 5 minute walk half way. I'm shocked. Absolutely appalled in fact. That's it folks. I'm cutting down on the cancer sticks. Even more scary, when I got off the bike, my legs were like jelly. They almost gave way and I had to really concentrate on putting one foot after the other. Bizarre. It really goes to show what one year at uni can do! Shocked. Absolutely and utterly.

2) New bike. It's alright actually. Bit funny riding again after such a long time. Seat didn't hurt as much as the Giant. Unfortunately, I managed to start riding back home just as the skies decided to open up and throw spears of lightning and buckets of rain at me. Needless to say, I hadn't got round to buying any mudguards so my arse got soaked, as did all my textbooks and revision notes in my non-waterproof rucksack. Beautiful. Thank you very much, grey clouds. Plus, I think I may've tightened my helmet a tad too much - so having a headache for the last 5 mins of the journey did not lighten my mood. So, altogether folks, BAR HUMBUG!

And by the way, if you're reading this, it's over. I am too tired for all of this.span>

On that note, let's open the bottles of champagne I decided to self-indulge on (they were on offer!) - and have a PARTAY!! Well, I'm going to dance around in my underwear, piss my neighbours off with loud beats, and drink 'til I pass out. Wish me luck!

*mwah*

PS Lauren, thanks again for the chat over krispykreme&mocha last night. Just what I needed to hear, and thank you for having the guts to say it. x

Claire Masterson

2005-08-24T15:31:00.000+01:00

Well, today, I braved the library for a pathetic one hour where I did 4 problems, and then gave up in true mandy-style. Then, I went and bought a quarter-pounder from McDs (buy one, get one free)... had half of one and felt sick so threw the rest away (what a waste). Popped in CoOp, bought some bread, salad and a cucumber. Got home, and have stayed in bed reading this book for 3 hours. All in all, shit productivity, and my tooth hurts.

Book's one of those girlie reads, about a mother of 2 and her husband who works late and is having an affair. Just the sort of book I need to be reading at the moment... hmmmm! I probably should put it to one side for a while, and pick up something like a John Grisham or Nicci French, but oh no - far too sensible. I'll stick with the horrid perspective of a woman who finds out her husbands seeing an old friend of theirs. She then has an affair with the gardener, who I suspect is just using her for rampant sex in the bushes and several disused lavatories (I'm not certain, as I'm only page 207).

Focus focus focus. Where's that thermo book then.

Can't wait for Prague - am dead excited and have decided a good holiday is just what Mandy needs, away from all the shitty weather and shitty people here (no offence, none of you are included).

Last night was the first time I've ever not felt at ease being at home by myself. Rather strange actually... I'm usually fine with things like that (me, scared? ha! I laugh at danger! Wahahahaaa) but it bothered me last night, and to my shame, I even double locked the doors. Almost called him, but strangely so, 'twas the first time I just didn't want to hear his voice. How odd. Funny when things happen as you least expect it.

Hmmm... chunky doorstop sarnie filled with cheese, salad and what ever else I can find... MmmmMMmmmmmMMMmmmm.

*mwah* you sexy beasts... grrrrrrrrrrr.... ;-)

Weekend Catch-up

2005-08-23T09:49:00.000+01:00

Ok, so here goes...

Friday - pretty boring daytime to be honest. But Lauren invited Debs and I over for a slap-up evening meal... Yummy food, good wine and great company, what more could you need on a friday night. And of course, we managed to get the uncontrollable giggles towards the 10pm mark... ooops! But I also had to go into London (Islington) to see some other friends that evening (double booked!), so my bro' picked me up and off we went into London. Again, was nice to catch-up with Shaluki & co. Left their's around 4am. And it was certainly time for bed.

Saturday - bike shopping. And all I have to say is "Ouch!". I know I haven't been on a bike for over a year, but I do not remember it being *that* painful! And apparently the seat was at the right height... but it hurt so much. And, as I was trying out different ones, I even managed to very-almost fall off of one. Oh, the embarassment. And that saying, "it's as easy as riding a bike" - BULL. In the evening, we had a wedding to go to (just ended up being mahinda and I). Was a really nice do over in Teddington (west london). Beautiful sort-of country club, so much green you'd forget you were in London! Bride was beautiful. Was actually a better night than I had expected. Left me with a lot to think about.

Sunday - BOUGHT A BIKE! YIPEEE! And it doesn't hurt *too* much. Cost just under the £200 mark as it'll probably get nicked within a month at uni, so didn't want to spend all the pennies. Then off to Highbury for pub lunch with some friends (Shalu, Rangi, Jon, Maria & Paul). Nice meal, I got wild boar sausages and mash with apple sauce and gravy... MMmmmmmm... Bangers 'n' Mash (can't go wrong). Bit pricey, but might just be used to cheap student gaff prices.

Monday - dropped dad off at airport. He's on his way to Malaysia at the moment (with a day's stop in Sri Lanka first). Which means I'm all on my lonesome. Great. Empty house should = party. But for now, it just means less washing and some peace & quiet.

So folks, consider yourselves up to date. On that note, I have to read over a friend's personal statement and make a few suggestions... can't think why I'd be any good at that sorta thing, but I'll give it a go...

Hope all is well with all of yous
xx

Bicycles...

2005-08-18T15:54:00.000+01:00

I want to buy a bike. But where from? What sort? Gears? Frames? Heights? Eurgh. I haven't the foggiest. But Halfords are doing "buy one, get a 1/3 off the second"... so anyone need a new bike??

Thought not.

I haven't anything exciting to say today. Just that I am utterly bored of thermodynamics, and fluid mech isn't any better. And I just thought I'd have another quick whinge about not being able to chat to him. This is seriously practicing that self-restraint trait people often talk about. God, it's hard. I'm bad enough with sweets - so why would I be any good at this! For the record: I'm not. And I'm going to have to get in touch with him soon. This doesn't feel right. Nothing feels right at the moment. Everything all seems a little 'in the air' and sort-of-superificial. Not quite right. Ah well. Shut-up Mandy.

Take care beautifuls
*mwah*

Charlie and his Factory

2005-08-17T10:06:00.000+01:00

Hmmm. After hearing all the great and positive reviews about this film - I just had to go and see it. I'd had a few friends go on about how brilliant it was. So, off to the Galleria (Hatfield) I marched.

Folks, I'm really saddened to tell you that it just wasn't. Yeah yeah, it was closer to the book, and all that. But it just didn't do anything for me. The umpalumpas (excuse the spelling) were just not. The squirrels were scary. Wasn't too impressed. I think I just hyped it up way too much in my head, and then the let down was inevitable from there on. Maybe I'm just a grumpy old (wo)man. And I'll admit it, I liked the old version.

You know when you take the 'mature responsible adult' stand in a situation. Well, for the record, it sucks. I said I would give him space. Which I know is the best thing to do. But, christ. its so hard. I just wanna call him every ten minutes and talk to him about the stupid thing I just did, or how my computer's now got viruses 'cause I didn't say goodnight, or what happened in Burger King, or how I almost bumped into another red bus (yes, another one). And I wanna know how his day's been, what he's been up to, his thoughts on stuff. I know I'm sounding similar to the bunny-boiling sort, but it's so f*cking hard to give someone space, whom you just want to be with all the time. It's like, I've had 2 years of 'coping' without him, and now that he's just slowly creeping back in my life - I have to let go. again. Christ, I wish I was shorter (smaller... younger... you know what I mean... 'though that would seriously mean some craadlesnatching... ignore me... on my last sachet of ibuprofen... but the headaches have gone away... yipee).

Right. Time to stop babbling. I have 101 things to do today, and they all start with capital T, and h e r m o. Grrrrrrr.

Who knows how to calculate forces on a curved plane. Yeurk.

*mwah*

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Oh, I'm back. (3 hours later)... guess what I've just noticed. The weird man who usually sits opposite me & drinks Nutriment (nutritious health drink!) is no longer. I haven't seen him for 3 days! I think I know why (she says, putting on 'detective hat')... Last week, the other grumpy old man saw him put a copy of the Daily Mail into his bag, and ACCUSED him of stealing the library copy... oh the locomotion!!! ;D There was library uproar... he turned towards grumpy-old-man and said proudly... "No, that's my own copy". (Grrrr) (I'd like to think he said grrrr anyway). The grumpy old man did apologise aplenty for his mistake, but I could tell Mr.Nutriment was not impressed. He silently acknowledged the apology and swivelled his body in the other direction. Oooooh, grumpy old man been dissed to da ground! So, all in all, the point of this story, is now there is no one to block out the annoying rays of sun which keep blinding me from the window. So who suffers in the end?? Me. Jeez, I'm loving the library-drama - who'd have thought it!!

On that note... x

Google-d

2005-08-15T16:25:00.000+01:00

Great, so this is no longer my private rant-home. They've found me once again, as they always do. There's just no hiding from the almighty googler.

I surrender. Read my rants.

Squash Listings and Diagnosis Murder

2005-08-15T15:26:00.000+01:00

Dr Sloan's been sentenced to death by lethal injection. Oh my golly! Daytime telly's definitely getting exciting now. I do hope they find the true murderer. I think its the snotty blond detective, but what do I know.

Got sent the squash match fixtures for next year. 15 matches in total! Am I expected to have a life at the same time?!?! Sheesh (kebabs). There goes most of my mondays and wednesdays. Yay for that.

My next choice of rant is 'playing the game'. After having a fairly frustrating chat with a friend, we've both decided that we *hate* the game. For christ's sake, what happened to just saying how you feel. Oh no, it's much more fun to let the other person have no idea what's going on. Yeah, it's not like they need to know what's happening or anything. I mean, they only have feelings too, right? Oh no no no, it's fine. We'll just let them think about every possible situation, think the worst, completely screw with their mind. I'll just have my own little thoughts, because they don't have an effect on anyone else, do they? Yeah, that's much better than talking to them. Honesty? Paaah! Who bases a relationship on honesty these days. And no, I'm not mad. (Clare, I feel yer pain. Guys smell worse than durian, I agree)

I'm finally starting to feel a little better. I'm still coughing like a thirsty hyena. That's 5 days of no work. Which is not brilliant, but just means I'm back to business tomorrow. Barhumbug to that.

*mwah* (have to be flying kisses though, or else you'll catch my cold)

I'm Dying...

2005-08-12T15:23:00.000+01:00

And no, it's the truth . I got about 2 hours of sleep last night, my head feels like its about to explode, me eyes are puffy so I can barely see, I'm having hot/cold flushes (!), and oh - did I mention my throat feels like someone's just rubbed a sheet of sandpaper on it!!!

Sympathy folks. That's what I need. And just can't get enough of it. I'm in that 'i feel sorry for myself' state today. I can barely sit up straight long enough to type this... standing up gives me a headache... and there's only so many ibuprofens I can take (it says so on the packet).

And why, I ask you, do I get ill when I'm meant to be studying for a shitty thermofluids exam. Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (that surprisingly felt much better).

As far as other things in my life go, I think it's time to just step back. It's one thing letting it screw me up when I'm healthy, but it's another when I'm already feeling like shit. I wish I could just stop time for about a week, have some real me time and just chill out.

Which reminds me, Dad's decided to go to Malaysia and visit mum... so free house for a few weeks. At least I'll get some peace and quiet. Think I'll just stay in my room for 2 weeks, and... sleep (you know it makes sense).

God, I feel like my head's about to rock off my neck... time to go and lie down again.

*mwah*

PS Oooh, if you're bored, give me a call. Re-runs of friends and live big bro' *actually* gets quite tiring after the 2nd day.

Krispy Kremes

2005-08-11T12:12:00.000+01:00

Oh girls, (and blokies) do I have a funny tale to tell tonight... Last night, I had one of the funniest nights I've had in a while, and I don't think I've laughed that much for a time!

(ok, I just did something really stupid. I typed it all out last night on the laptop, so's I wouldn't forget, but I'm on the desktop at home now to be online. I just tried to copy (ctrl+c) the text from my laptop, and paste (ctrl+v) it onto my desktop. uh-oh. get the peroxide out!)

ANyway, where was I... I won't bore you with *all* the details... but I had a really nice catch-up evening over a (kind of) sophisticated dinner at Vega with Alex, Lou, Lauren and Debs. We had the 'remembering the old days' chat, and it was nice to be together again - I haven't seen Alex for years!

Alex and Lou had early starts, so called it a night after dinner. Debs, Lauren and I decided to visit our usual drinking hole (aka Lloyds). After sitting at an ant-table (which Lauren soon turned into an ant cemetary), Lauren and I thought it'd be a funky night to go and get a KripyKreme from Tescos in Watford (bearing in mind, we were in St Albans, so bit of a semi-roadtrip involved).

So off we went, on our merry way. We got there and could smell the KrispyKreme goodness from the car park... Mmmmmm... but much to our disppointment, they were shut. Closed at 10pm. It was 10.40pm. Oh, the disappointment, I shan't lie. We even went inside, to the other side of the outside counter, and hassled the workers. But they were stubborn, I'll give 'em that. One of them apparently said "Hmph, we need more barricades here, it's too open for people like that" looking disgustedly at our desperate faces. Charming! Eitherway, we stomped around the bakery in Tescos and decided cookies and biscuits just weren't gonna do it tonight. We then got talking to 3 youngsters (looked around 13/14), and apparently they had DRIVEN here just like us, for Krispy Kremes (they even showed us their keys as proof!). The shortest one kept staring at my cleavage, which I found hilarious. We weren't dressed as most midnight shoppers - probably a bit too sparkly! They then told me and Lauren that you could get them from the petrol station... so without further ado, we marched our way there. But more disppontment. They only sold them in boxes of 12. For £6.95. We were desperate, but not THAT desperate. So, with more stomping and whinging at the bloke behind the counter, we opted for a pack of Minstrels and a Flake. Not brilliant. What a let-down. We were walking back to the car, and saw the young'uns driving out ... they stopped and asked us what the eal was, so we said they only did 'em by the dozen. So they thumbed up at us, said bye, and drove off. Two seconds later, and hit us. Why didn't they get a box though? Duh! Because there were only 3 of them, and 12 donuts. But if we had joined forces, 12 between 5 is much more do-able. Then for some reason, I said I would have flashed the boys for a donut. Lauren said she'd pull 'em, but she wouldn't sleep with 'em. We drew the line at that, but pulling 'em would be fiiiiine. I've never laughed so much in my life!! (I suppose you had to be there) We couldn't stop laughing, it was hilarious. We'd driven miles just for a donut, and we even considered prostitution... for a DONUT! To a trio of 17 yr olds.

Lauren, if you read this, know that you kept me sane last night, and it was great to get my mind off of my messy life at the moment. Men. Who need 'em? (me)

Oh, and before I forget, what do you think of the names Shannon (after Shanouni - don't want her bullied all her life!) and Toblerone? Cute, huh? Future kiddies, watch out!

Oh, and if you're randomly reading this blog, you might as well take part... should I get my hair cut short again? And if so, how short? And maybe I should re-dye it... any ideas? Comment me baby!

Plenty of *mwahs*

Evidence...

2005-08-10T15:08:00.000+01:00

See - I told you! I got two non-party-rings in the same pack! How upsetting.

Party Rings... with not so much party :-(

2005-08-09T16:33:00.000+01:00

Ok, mandy rant mode *on*...
I opened a bag of Party Rings last night, and guess what I found. Only a yellow ring with no party on it! Oh, the disappointment and feeling of general down-heartedness. There it was... the plain donut-shaped biscuit with it's plain yellow icing on the top. Where was the pink detail, I ask you all? Well, this rant is just to let out my sadness (because if I told anyone else, they'd think I'm crazy...).

I have photographic evidence, but you'll have to wait 'til tomorrow before I can show you all this disppointment shape of 'O'ness.

...Mandy rant mode *off*

Well, isn't it great to be getting a bit of the sun these days hey... although it's a shame I seem to be spending most of my daytime in the library. But don't worry, all is not bad, I do have a place next to the window I can sit and feel the summer's breeze (at least when a car drives past).

Haven't really got much more to say. The whole toblerone situation is at an interesting junction. I don't quite know what to make of any of it. I think it's fair to say that we both miss each other and want to make a go of it. But there's always that small little detail of his other half. And boy do I feel like 'the other woman' at the moment. And we're not even seeing each other! Ah well. I suppose I can't really whinge as I really bought it all on myself. But, as with most things in my life at the moment, we'll just have to wait and see as to how things pan out on that scorio.

*mwaaaah*

Obsessive Compulsive Disorders

2005-08-05T13:17:00.000+01:00

... I think I've found mine. It's become pretty apparent to me that I do get a little agitated and anxious about it. And here it is: Spelling. I just can't help it. I really can't stand to see words (and we're talking even the basic ones) misspelt when they are in the eye of the public. Take, for example, last term. Our union decided to hold an outdoors event for the last day of term, and called it a CARINVAL. What's a CARINVAL????? And it didn't help that there were about a hundred plastered on the walls I had to walk past every day. Oh, the shame.

And then, that's not all folks. Just the other day I went into our local chippie to get some unhealthy grease dinner. And guess what I saw. Oh yes. Baked-baens. Why oh why oh why. I actually couldn't help myself. And knowing that the owner's quite a friendly little chap, I pointed it out to him. To which he shrugged and replied "ah, well, I'll have to change that at some point, thanks". And that was it, as he went to shovel my cod out of the fryer. It would've taken him a second to change it. I tried to remain calm. Shifted my eyes to the plain terracotta wallpaper to the left of the board. It was no good. My eyes kept darting back to the crime. I almost offered to change it myself, but had to practice some self-restraint. It was hard people, I sh*t you not. I calmly walked out of the shop and waited outside until he tapped the window to tell me my order was ready.

And that folks, is how I know I need to get out more.

*mwah*

(at least I'm happy to correct the error of my ways, ahem, mr.chippie!)

Enter library pincode please.

2005-08-04T16:28:00.000+01:00

Well I would if I knew it! Oh, for bleep's sake, how am I meant to remember something like that?? As if I can just about remember my card pin numbers... Well, after a whole load of caboudle, waiting in line to speak to ms. librarian, I finally found out what it was. And now it's all good and beautiful.

I discovered something this morning. And I remember saying to myself... "Ooooh, I should talk about that in my blog, that'd be something good to remember in the future". But oh no, ms muppet over here has now completely forgotten that exciting (probably not) bit of news, so you shall have to goeth without-eth.

Hmmm. Which leaves nothing else to say really. Part from the fact that I am missing everyone incredibulouso!! And I have to call up the stupid tax rebating people, and get a chunk of money. Knowing my luck, they're going to rinse me out of a couple of grand because I've taken so long to ask for it back. Oh, fingers crossed guys. Show me the money. Hmmm. Or something along those lines.

Buggeroos. I'm off home. Watch me steam through traffic with my go-go-gadget height extending wheel poles. Yeah. I'm dreaming again. Stop that. Ouch.

(*mwah*)
(PS yes, I do realise that my entries consist of a load of nonsense. there will be real content at some point. honest)

Europe... let me come!

2005-08-03T17:19:00.000+01:00

Dear blog,
Life's a little better and a little worse today. I feel positive about this stupid thermofluids re-sit. I mean it's not the ideal situation to be in, but I suppose it's nice to get a second chance, and I'm not about to waste it. So, as of tomorrow, the work shall begin, hardcore stylee. (yes, I know it's not wonderful, but there's no chance I can take a year off and live with the 'rents again!!). So that's the better half.
The worse half is that life at home is beginning to really *bleep* me off. I just need my own space again. Having to live at home again is just plain ridiculous. Having to check about going out with mates, not being told about family-friend do's until 2 days before, having to pre-decide what I want for dinner, cleaning my room, eurgh eurgh eurgh. LEAVE ME ALONE. In short.
But, don't worry about li'l ol' me. I'll be fine, as always. Last night, Kevin (exchange student from uni) stayed over at mine last night as he needed a place to kip before his flight today back to Singapore. He's just been travelling around Europe, so all his tales made me feel particularly jealous, especially whilst sat in miserable ol' hertfordshire. Nah, that's not fair, herts is alright. I'll give it a li'l more credit.
Anyway, just thought I'd check in today. Keeping this blog thing up is actually quite fun, gives me something to do and think about other than the first law of thermodynamics, or the poopy continuity equation.
On that note, nothing really that exciting to say. Oh, but I did make £50 on some paintings I did a couple of years ago. A friend seemed to take a shining to them, so not bad for a days (well, 3 days at the time) work. Pat on my back, if you please.
Be safe kiddies *mwah*

Damn Babies... Sssshhhhhh

2005-08-01T12:52:00.000+01:00

Okay. So the first question i ahve for all you folks is what ever happened to quiet libraries? I am sitting in Borehamwood library (yes, I know, it's still sad, and yes, I still don't want to talk about it), and all I can hear are crying babies, children running around, and librarians being extremely patronising to old people about how good large-text books are, and what marvellous other facilities the library has just installed. Oh dear god, people, get me a bottle of sanity - FAST!

Oh, and cheers Cez and Paul for the comments. Awww, missing all you guys. Magnum PI, took me a minute to realise your actual identity, but memories of the annual dinner came flooding back. Oh, how fun that night was... and random! Sheeesh! Guys, hope you're having a fabulouso summer. Magnum, what have you been up to? Has the flat coming along in London? As said, we're still looking for Lambrini Castle, but funny enough, I don't have any feelings of defeat... yet.

I haven't really been up to anything that exciting to tell you the truth. I got my car back from Mahinda (bro'). He finally brought back my baby, and it wasn't too dirty actually... Gotta tell you though, I was a little said to give up the Jazz back to dad. Such a beautiful turning circle. Ok. Sorry. I'll stop that.

Went out for lunch and a bit of a shop with Debs and Lauren on Saturday. Was actually a fun spontaneous afternoon out. We went to Lloyds first (yep, the same 'wannabe lloyds' which isn't actually one) for a spot of lunch. Wandered around a few shops, and I didn't buy anything (yes - I know, I'm amazed as you are!). But then - we went to the WAFFLE HOUSE. OMG. I'm telling you... I had a waffle which was most definitely orgasmic. It was pecan nuts and butterscotch with vanilla ie cream... MmmmmmMMmmmmMMMMMmmm. I'm telling you, sex on a plate. Kind of. But anyway, a little costly, but definitely worth the treat every now and then. Although not really inkeeping with my new diet of eating a 'little' more responsible than I usually do.

Anyway folks. I have exactly 29 mins left on the internet before I have to go back to yukky Thermodynamics (eurgh). And I have a few more things I need to look up. Am incredibly anxious today, as Tobes is back from holiday and will read my stupid reply. And this is where I find out that it was all a bit of last-miute nerves, and he's happy with who he's with. And I've just gotta get on with my life. AAAaaarghhhh.. I promise to stop boring you with this soon.

Peace, you beautifuls,
*mwah*

Pang's Cottage & Muffins

2005-07-28T13:54:00.000+01:00

Hey folks! Well, another day, another... well, day really. I've lost all motivation yet again to go and study. I just, to be quite frank, can not be arsed. I haven't changed out of my pj's yet and it is approaching 3pm. I can't stop thinking about a certain Mr. Toblerone. It's doing my head in. And now I'm getting a headache from hearing myself say that line so often these days. Uh-oh. What's more, I watched 4 re-runs of Friends episodes, about 2 hours of Big Brother LIVE (and no, it wasn't as exciting as I thought it would be...). It's official. I've become a lazy bum, and proud of it! End quote.

So, I might as well attempt a write up of last night. I met up with some girlies from school last night in Radlett. We went to Pang's Cottage, that lov-e-ly chinese place where the cut of the duck right in front of you, and even have a lazy Suzy in he middle of the table... oh, we were easily pleased. I finally got to sort out my craving I had had for crispy seaweed. It's best not to ask. Let's see... who was there? Well, we had Lauren, Lou, Suzy, Sarah, Carys, Catherine, and Debs. So all in all, a brilliant crowd. It may sound old and scummy to say, but it was really nice just chilling with the girlies and reminiscing (spelt incorrectly probably, but lazy-bums don't get up to get dictionaries) about all the old times, good and bad! Then, some of us decided to go back to Suzy's and have some chocoloate muffins & pineapple. And I shite you not, that's not a euphemism for anything but chocolate muffins & pineapple. What do you people take me for! (don't answer that). With a bit of an eventful drive back, and the fact that I really couldn't find the lights on my mum's car (handa jazz - beautiful car actually, turning circle's a dream. yes. i'm a geek). I mean, usually, you'd get a green light on the dashboard right? But there was NO green light! So, really, it's not my fault. Blame those techy's at Honda. Hmmmm. (ooh, I have a piccie, but again can't be arsed to find the cable to extract from the camera, but will do soon. promise!)

Well, as I said, the 3rd hour of the afternoon is coming up, so it is time for me to put on some clothes (I mean, change my clothes... it's far too early in the day to be typing naked. that starts around 8-ish) and make my way to the joyous establishment we call the ly-brear-ee.

Shpeaks shoons beautifulsh,
mwah mwah mwah
xxx

Day 7508, in the Mind of Mandy

2005-07-26T14:02:00.000+01:00

Ok, so I've already set the 'sad and geeky' scene for all you readers. Yes, I did just sit and calculate how old I am in days. and in hours (180192). and in mins (10811520). and yes, you guessed it - 648,691,200 seconds.

I've decided to take the plunge and start an online blog. Not entirely so that all you nosey friends and foes can read up on what Mandy's been up to of late, but rather more so that I can look back in 3 weeks time and remember what it was I actually did. Amnesia's kicking in.

Enough of that, then. Let's begin.

(cue dramatic 'who wants to be a millionaire' music)

At the moment, I'm having real issues to deal with actually. You could say I'm totally and utterly headbashed with a certain issue in my life. I'm going to try and be as cryptic as I can, as I'm fairly confident that googling my name makes this a lot easier to find. Right. The issue. Well would you be surprised if I said it was something to do with a 'he'. We'll call him Toblerone. (Don't you think it'd make such a cute boy name!) Anyway, Toblerone and I go back quite a few years now. What can I say, all the cliches really... love of my ( quite short, so far) life, bf pedistool, you get the picture. Well, basically, long story cut very short - Toblerone is in a serious relationship with another girlie. Problem is, I think I'm still in love with him. I know it sounds incredibly stupid, I mean, I hadn't seen him in at least two years. But meeting up with him was so... comfortable (for want of a better word). It just didn't feel like we'd stopped talking. And I guess it was a real awakener for me to see just how much I still missed him. I'd been denying it for such a long time, with the usual "he's moved on, so should I" and "it'd never work again", etc that it was a real shock to me too.

So girls (and guys), what do I do? What on earth do I do? Do I even consider break up an engagement? Or do I ignore my feelings, knowing that they will *eventually* fade into the background again? Jeez folks, I don't know what to do. It's like a 2 sided coin. Selfish, or selfless? Part of me misses Tobes so much, it even hurts. And yeah, he broke my heart twice - but I'm even willing to risk it a third time. You know when you just can't imagine settling down and having a family with anyone else. When you compare every relationship to what you had with him. God, I sound like an obsessed bunny-boiler. But this is so serious, it's just been screwing my mind for more than a week now. And its not even that simple. There are other people involved, so other people's feelings also need to be considered.

It's funny going from paper to bytes. I started writing all my thoughts in an old pad I'd found, but 13 pages later - and I still don't know what I'm doing. I wonder if this blog thing will help. Probably not. I know I was meant to talk about what I've been up to, rather than what's on the mind. But, hey, this is MY blog, so butt-out!

(truth be told, I'm back to my old habits, sitting in Venezuala and spending more time than I should on t'internet)

Anyway, why are you reading MY blog? Surely you've got more exciting stuff to do? And if you're sat there shaking your head from side-to-side... then shame on you. Grab your coat (or sunglasses, depending on your whereabouts), pick up yer keys and go for a walk. Soak up some scenery (apologies if you live in London), and breathe in some fresh air (again, sorry Laaandanars).

Hmph. I'm going to put some entries up from last week that are just waiting to be copy 'n' pasted from a Word Doc near you!

Cheerio for now, you beautiful, sassy, sexy beasts*Mwah*

Hiding from Stripey-Shirt Fella

2005-07-23T14:06:00.000+01:00

Right, so I’m starting to keep up my blog again. Just been out with the girls from home tonight. We went into St Albans (oh the happening place that is! Actually, it was voted the 50th Crap Town in that wotsit book) for a couple of drinks at Watershed (it claims its part of the Lloyds group, but is definitely not as half a lager ‘n’ lime was £1.68! pah!). Anyways, was a good night. A few awkward silences, but we overcame that eventually and reminisced all the good/bad old times. It was fun. There was Carrys, Sarah, Lauren and Catherine. Unfortunately no one really got up and danced. Although some random bloke in a brightly-striped shirt decided to pull me up and dance. Eurgh. Couldn’t run away quickly enough, but he was adamant, I’ll give him that! Actually, at the same time, this other lad at the bar had mouthed to me and asked if I wanted a drink. It was like literally a second before the striped shirt fella came in for his attack. The funniest part was that bar bloke thought stripey bloke was my boyfriend. Pah! Perlease. Anyhoo, I used bar bloke as my excuse and went to talk to him. He made a pretty quick jump into a crowd though at first, I think he felt a bit embarrassed thinking my so-called bf saw him. But, as I was about to order my drink he decided to come over anyway. Hmmmm. He seemed alright actually. I reckoned he looked around 25 / 26. His mate (rather good looking lad) said it was bar bloke’s birthday, so I asked him how old he was, and he said 33!!! Ha! I am obviously a bit shit at guessing ages. But didn’t think I was that bad!! Oh well, got talking to him, gave him my number and went off to find the girls. Met up with him again a few mins later. Conversation was a little labouring. Anyway, long story short, I may’ve kissed him byebye, and he said he’d give me a call tomorrow. Yeah, right. Won't be waiting around the phone for that call! BUT the worst part (or maybe interesting part…) was that all I could think about the whole time was blokie up in Manc’. What the hell am I doing guys. God, I’m so screwed up, it’s beginning to even worry ME! I’m tempted to set up a poll-thing… “What should Mandy do…?” A: Grow up. B: Stop breaking up engagements. C: Go out with men your own age. D: Turn to lesbianism. (don’t laugh. I’m serious).

Right, enough babble, g’night girlies (and blokies), Mwah x

And it all begins. Now.

2005-07-19T14:08:00.000+01:00

(previously intended for LambriniCastle, but has now been promoted)

Ok, so it has been an age since I wrote anything here… but what can I say, exams are over, life got a little bit better, and well, truth-be-told, I may’ve forgotten about you. But I’m back now – see! I still love ya hunny! (eurgh, pardon the yankism) Anyways, I’m not going to document all of what I’ve been up to recently because it would take literally forever. Briefly: went to Sri Lanka for 2 weeks, came back to UK, had a WILD1 weekend down in Dartmoor, and made a G-Clamp in workshop, visited Lizzie in Bath, spent a couple of weeks lazing about in London/Herts, and am now in ManchesSTAR! Have been trying to get on with work, as I have a smelly resit to do… but it’s not going swimmingly well. Ooops. I just can’t seem to find my revising-mojo. What is one to do, I ask. Well, one thinks shopping is a much better idea, and getting drunk in Lloyds with Mel and her friends. It’s all good here in the NW.

So, I’m back at home with the ‘rents. It’s not boring, to say the least. And mum’s off to Malaysia tomorrow evening. Everything’s a little hectic at the moment. Although we just got one of those digi-box thingymajiggys (you knows I’m not one with the technology) so I can now watch BigBrother almost 12 hours a day!!! Oh, my life is now fulfilled.

Oh girls. I’ve done something mighty stupid, and incredibly selfish. I’ll try not to incriminate anyone, apologies if I don’t quite manage it. Guess what Mandy did on Fri in Mancyland… yup, one of the dumbest ideas she’s had yet. I contacted an old friend. We stopped talking about a year ago, but after too many frisky bisons – muppet over here decided she needed “closure”. To be completely honest, I have no idea what I thought would happen. It all seemed to make perfect sense in my head at 5am on the Thursday night, but it just wasn’t so clear on Friday when I woke up with a sore head and a distant memory of doing something stupid. So we met up on Friday afternoon in t’pub, and I started on the lager ‘n’ limes. Come on folks, I s’pose I should’ve known it was downhill from there. We ended up talking for hours, but it felt so strange. It just didn’t feel like any time had passed since we were last together. However, there’s always a ‘but’, isn’t there? And here is it: he’s in a very serious relationship, so there are so many others to consider. How could I do this to him? How could I actually put anyone in that kind of position? It’s just awful. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the type of lass to look for pity, or want people to feel sorry for me. It’s just that I have well and truly managed to shock myself this time. I’m completely clueless as to what I want. Part of me just wants to say ignore everything that was said, and lets just go back to ignoring each other. But no matter how much I try and kid myself, I know I’m just going to regret that for the rest of my life… and most likely do something stupid again in a year or two (which is even more stupid). But most of me just wants to tell him that I… Oh craps, why am I writing any of this here. It’s not even any of your business! Well, thanks for being there and letting me put down my current dilemma. I hope everything works out. Even if I don’t get what I want, I at least hope that he is happy in whatever he decides. Jeez that sounds soppy as BLEEP. Enough of that. Go take that new quiz Ceri wrote up at LambriniCastle – go on, quickly! Mwah, lovin’ you x