Fifty Eight: Oh hello.

"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."

Eleanor Roosevelt

I didn't really mean to not update this blog for about three weeks...it just sort of happened. For your patience, I reward you with a list of things I have been doing lately:

-Exams. Are actually not going too badly- I have been remarkably calm in the last two. Last one is on Thursday.
-Books. I finished reading Friends Like These by Danny Wallace at work. I found it funnier than Yes Man. Today I finished reading The History of Love by Nicole Krauss- don't let the title confuse you. Though it is a confusing book and I only realised about 3/4 of the way through how all the characters are related. I'm now reading The Five People You Meet in Heaven, which is so far proving interesting.

-Work. Lynda (aka my now ex-manager) left Oxfam. Planned to write a blog on it, but thought I might save it for JEDI July in case I run out of things to talk about.

-I was also saving a blog on relationships, which I might do in several parts, either for JEDI July or for BEDA (this year happening in August).

-Omegle. I have now been on several times, the first with Lydia, in which we met some perverts (as expected), a man from New York and tried to convince someone we were underwear models.
-Doctor Who. I wasn't too sure about the episode with James Corden in it but I ended up liking it because it showed another side of the Doctor. This week's episode...I was happy but suspicious that Rory was back and I'm glad that Amy remembers him and I don't know how the Doctor is going to get out of the Pandorica, but he's the Doctor. He'll get out. And Amy can't die, because according to Issue 420 of Doctor Who Magazine, she's coming back for the next series. All in the all, I've liked this series but I think the Doctor needs to wear these more often:

-Christening. Was lovely. Pictures on Facebook and some others on my tumblr.
-Speaking of tumblr, I'm doing a project over the summer called indievisual sum up my summer, in which you basically take a picture every day between June and September. You can find more details here. I haven't really had the time to think about what I'm taking pictures of, though I think this one turned out well.
-Summer plans: write more, do more art, sort out stuff for uni, work at Oxfam, read more, go to the beach, generally relax.

Right. Off to go and eat dinner and then film night later.

B xxx :)

Fifty Seven: On a more positive note...

This is going to have to be quick.

Right. First of all, Doctor Who. How could they kill Rory? I was a bit against from him from the start as I was intrested to see where Amy's and the Doctor's relationship was going, but ever since Amy's Choice, I've wanted Amy to be with him. I didn't want him to die. There isn't really a decent picture of him anywhere, but this is as close it gets:

It was my favourite episode since the first one.

In other news, I went to see this last night:

I loved it. It was dancing perfection. I loved the dancing, the music, the dresses. I'm envious of all of them.

Haven't read many books lately, going to order some off amazon soon.

I had this conversation with my nana and my mum yesterday:

Nana: Nuggies.

Me: No.

Nana: Buggies.

Me: No.

Nana: Huggies.

Me: Nana, they're a type of nappy!

Mum: Think about it; they're jeans and leggings.

Nana: Juggies.

Me: No,they're jeggings.

Nana: Oh, jeggings! I remember now.

B xxx :)

Fifty Six: Probably TMI.

"And you tell me life's a bitch

But I don't really think you get this

And I wish that I'd not let you in any more

And I wish that I'd been a bit fussier about the kind of people that I let

through the door..."

Why I shouldn't have let you in- Tom Milsom

I'm currently listening to Tom Milsom and vaguely paying attention to  film on the background called 'Stuck on You' which so far is alright, I suppose. Though why they chose Matt Damon and Greg Kinnear to play conjoined twins I really don't know, because they look nothing like each other. Obviously they're not meant to be identical, but hey, they're meant to be related.

On another film related note, my brother and I watched about half an hour of The Dark Night before deciding that it was rubbish. I still have another film to choose for this month, so if you've got any recommendations, open fire. It's now June, so I can choose two films for this month. Recommendations please.

College is rubbish at the moment, and I can't wait to never have to go back. I skipped double Critical Thinking today last Wednesday to have lunch with Helen and talk about a whole bunch of things that are bothering me. It was good to have a different perspective on things. Anyway, we ended up going back to college to hang out with Katie, who was revising for her exam and we had a laugh pointing out the random things in her science textbooks and noticing the certain floral underwear of girls with practically see through skirts. This, ladies and gentlemen, is what I spend my spare time doing. Although I've now officially left and it's half term and then study leave, I'll still be going back for revision sessons.

Exams are getting scarily close and if I'm not revising, then I'm worrying. I only have three of them (or two if you don't count Critical Thinking, which I don't. I'll turn up, but I'm not revising for it) so it could be worse and this time next month I'll be done. It's two weeks to my first exam (English Lit) and I'm panicking because I don't know anything. I'm surrounded by paper with notes about quotes and themes and stuff and none of it seems to be going in. The truth is, I've partly given up. Although I may do okay on English Lit, English Language is impossible. I know I'm probably going to end up going to Greenwich and although I don't really want to go to uni there, at least it will be further away from home.

And now to the reason why currently at the moment as to why I want to be further away from home. Yes, you guessed it, it's a boy related thing (primarily). I really liked him. Think I still do. I'm pretty sure he hates me and it's my fault, simply because I over reacted to something. I was wrong, and as a result of that, he said some stuff. A conclusion of this is that I don't think people should be allowed to walk into your life, mess you around and then walk out again; I don't understand how you can stop caring about someone. I don't have my feelings on a switch.

Anyway, so I'm a little stressed. Oh, and Jayne Geary (aka Key Skills teacher) has put me on Amber. There are no words that express how little I care about that subject, and is fairly low down my priority list.

I promise another blog soon that's more 'normal'.

B xxx

NB: This entry has taken quite a long time to write and was in fact written over 6 days. Just so you know.