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I know, I know... it's been a while. Sorry about that, I know how much you all rely on my twice-weekly little observations to take you through those rough days. Anyway, I'm back in Lancaster (WITH internet) for a few days so you'll get your dose this time.

So what's new? I dyed my hair, BLONDE! Two peroxide bleaches and one dye later, and there's still a hint of orange. I'm a ginna, basically. And I like it!

Bought a sewing machine, I call her Charlie. No, that's a lie. I don't know what to call her, but if you have any suggestions please feel free to suggest them. Made some more clothes, so will put up a few eBay auctions in the morning. Will obviously put a link on here, don't you worry. Oh, and buy stuff. :D

Got my very own Peroxsym shirt - it's ace! Thanks, Sierra! Will upload a pic of that too, when I can be bothered borrowing Emma's camera. I know she's in the next room, but.. it requires a lot of effort getting out of this chair!

Well, that's not true. I've not been sat in this chair for a very very long time.

We went up to Mike's last week, it was ace. A break from Manchestuh, some fresh country air... and rain. A lot of rain. And Mike's dad's famous curry... yum!! Going up again on Tuesday. We just don't get proper food if there are no parents around. Hahaha.

I had this thought today. I know, unusual. Blah blah. But anyway. I'd like to think I'm one of those people who don't judge others, or talk about them behind their backs. Well, we all know there are no such people. I guess what I'm trying to say is I wish I was brave enough to actually say what I was thinking out loud, to the people who need to hear it. So here goes:

Open Letter to Girls Who Wear Smart Trousers Turned Shorts;

You look ridiculous. They are seriously not the least bit flattering. God knows I don't have the best dress sense, but I'd like to think if I put on something so horrenduous, my friends would slap me around the back of my head and tell me to put on something that doesn't make me look like a pear. Because that's what friends do. And although I am not your friend, I'll gladly offer to slap some sense into you any day of the week. Office hours nine till five. I know I know, each to their own, diversity in fashion is what makes the Western world such a great place to live. But Jesus. Have you seen the things I'm talking about? Imagine a pair of smart men's trousers. Cut off below the knee. Folded up so half the girls knee is showing. Oh, and they also hug the girls bee-hind in a very unflattering way.

There, I've said my piece. Now... Moving on.


Oh, the bit about fashion making the Western world such a great place to live was an amplification.


I'm bored now, sleepy time.

Night!

"I refuse to have a battle of wits with unarmed people." - Wendy

So now I'm home. It's a-rockin' and a-rollin'.
I've been to Caroline's, Karin and I made her a Sheila-doll for her birthday (for those of you who weren't Åvaiter, she was the Psych teacher. And for Caroline's birthday last year we gave her a Freud Action Doll). Well, Miss Sheila is a re-made Barbie, with Tippex hair and BLUE clothes. As well as a water bottle and a notebook. She is a Beach Fun Sheila, so she has a beach bag, sunglasses (incidently blue) and a beach bag. Was great fun making her!!

Spent the night at Karin's after that, then went into town to go shopping. Bought jeans:P Then went out to my old school, cos Joanna had been bugging me about it for ages! Hehe. After that, to Victor's, where we watched Corpse Bride, and Trainspotting, ate popcorn and played Jenga. I won:P They're re-doing the hall in our house so couldn't go home til ten - was meant to be allowed in at five but.. he was late. What is it with builders and time management? I know I know, I shouldn't say anything, it's probably a very hard job to do, but when I'm slow in doing something, that doesn't mean a whole family can't enter their house all night! Anyway, turned out alright in the end - I was invited to stay for dinner;)

Then on Tuesday, Emma and I went to Västerås, to Karin's (her own flat, last mention was her parents' house). Had a great night, made AMAZING food and just talked for hours. Oh, and we went to Ikea:P lol. Always fun. Wasn't very crowded so was ok.

Yesterday I didn't do much. Some baking and cooking, a lot of reading. Today will most likely be the same:P

It's so cold! Snowing again. It's like an April Fool's joke. Crazy stuff. Luckily I don't have to endure much more of the Swedish Spring as I'm flying back to lovely Manchester on Thursday. Yes, I'll happily and willingly admit I can't wait. Not because being at home is THAT bad (hehe) but because... wait for it... you know what's coming... I miss Mike. Damn ASDA not giving him loads of paid holiday. Lol.

Getting loads of Jack White tunes sent to me - I must be in heaven!

night night

xx

aaaand.. We're done with the photos!

Had a wicked night at the Sugarhouse, as always. Some people (read:person) I'd rather not have seen but thankfully, Emma saved me. Lol. What is it with the assholes creeping out from under their rocks on a Thursday night?

Also, why is it so hard to pack? Wish I could hire someone to do it for me. So boring! Especially when you have to tidy as well. I usually try to do both things at once, and fail both miserably. Ah well, it's not like anyone will see my room until I come back here anyway, and as long as I bring my passport and plane ticket I don't really need anything else. Oh, maybe laptop, but that's kinda hard to miss.

Had the last 203 seminar today/yesterday. Was pretty good, revised diacritics stuff and some transcription. Kev gave me compliments for what I'd written which was ace, felt well clever and like the exam will go.. swimmingly. Much like Kyle's period.

Was good to see Joanna - sorry I wasn't great company!! But to be honest, you didn't REALLY come just to see me;) Promise I'll spend more time with you when I get hooome! On SATURDAY! Really can't wait. Ten days is just about enough though, a break from uni and everything. Will be both good and bad to come back to England after it. Good cos - well, it's England. And Mike. And bad cos I won't be with le family.

I will stop writing now. If I get time tomorrow I'll do another post, otherwise you'll have to wait until like.. Saturday to read another post.

Night-night!

xx

"I'm a man, I need manly hobbies... like picking heavy things and putting them back down again." - Mister Rob.

Thanks for that, made my night! Reminds me of Bradley Hathaway and his poem Manly Man. Don't be put off by his faith, by the way. He's done some well good stuff and I WISH I could write like that. Poo.

Finally finished that essay. Thank God! Probably need some touch-ups but I cannae be bothered. Don't have the time! Will look through it one more time, then I will shower and pack my bag, then go do my presentation. Then... guess where? Manchester-way. Obviously.

If you read this, Sarah - again, I'm sorry. Next week, yeah?

On a lighter note, Joanna is in the country AS WE SPEAK! Well chuffed. Seeing her on... Sunday! yayyayayayaya! Hehe. Can't wait.

And, last night Dad said he'd get me a sewing machine! So all songanddance over here today... or something like that.

So hungry, food? Maybe?



This made me laugh. Especially after reading people's complaints about ads in the 232 seminar a few weeks ago. Sometimes, only a few people have to complain for them to ban an ad.. it's very strange. Can be for all kinds of reasons, and I think a lot of good and provocative ads have been cancelled because of it. Has anyone seen the baby with the silver spoon, for example? Now, that was allowed to stay on, which I thought was a good decision by the ASA, but some of the decisions they've made have just been silly (See above example). The public does not need to be protected. If something upsets you, why not avoid it instead of complaining?

Right, time to shower.
See you after le Weekend!

"jag tycker alla borde få en knarkhund, bra att ha när man tappat bort sina saker i lägenheten liksom"

The above is the quote of the day. Courtesey of Gustav.



Have also been thinking about accents. Does that make me sad? I'll say no. Accents amuse me. In my head, I can copy them all. Seriously, all of them. But they just don't come out right. Oh well! In our presentation tomorrow, I have to point out how I pronounce things differently. And I just know I won't pronounce them as I've written them. There will be t's all over the place - no taps! Madness.

Joanna is coming over soon! Well, to the country in the morning. But up to the dirty North on Sunday. YAY! I miss her so much.

Also miss my parents. But I'll get to see them in... wait for it! Ten days. So yey!

I'm bored now. Was going to post some links and comment on them but really can't be bothered. Bedtime, maybe?

Nighty.

Margit died today. So I'm not going to babble on in this post. Just hope she's somewhere where she isn't in pain. And I hope my Mum is alright. And everyone else, of course.




It took time, took time to develop a concept
A new me
based upon the traits from which I could not flee
It took time, took time to embrace the nature
All my dreams
All this time just turned into a sad long wait

This sad long tale of moments passé
must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate, I was made to love
but I never knew it was so hard

It took time, took time to accept the fact
that one must lose
everything except what you do not choose

It's taken time, long time and yet more time
it will take
before my heart is free and brave enough to break

This sad long tale of moments passé
must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate, I was made to love
but I never knew it was so hard

This sad bouquet of forget-me-not
that I threw away is growing scars and dots
In this weary heart where there's a bird, so shy
but one of these days that bird will learn to fly

Found this online, can't be arsed changing it from caps so you'll just have to bite your lip and read it anyway. Some of the things are too British for me to actually remember, but most of it still goes for any Western European 90's kid.


JUST CAUSE YOU WERE BORN IN '91' OR '92' DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE A 90s KID.
IT'S NOT LIKE YOU COULD REMEMBER SOME OF THE ORIGINAL SIMPSONS.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE A BRITISH 90s KID IF...

YOU CAN SING THE RAP TO "THE FRESH PRINCE OF BELL AIR"

YOU'VE WORN LEGGINGS AND FELT COOL.

YOU USED TO LOVE PLAYING WITH YOUR "PUPPY IN MY POCKETS"

YOU REMEMBER WHEN IT WAS ACTUALLY WORTH GETTING UP ON A SATURDAY MORNING TO WATCH LIVE & KICKING OR SM:TV.

YOU HAD A HUGE FRINGE AT SOME POINT IN YOUR CHILDHOOD.

YOU REMEMBER READING AND WATCHING "GOOSEBUMPS"

YOU TOOK PLASTIC CARTOON LUNCH BOXES TO SCHOOL.

YOU KNOW THE WORDS FROM THE SHAKEY JAKE MILKSHAKE ADVERTS

YOU REMEMBER THE CRAZE OF YO-YOS AND TAMAGOTCHI'S

YOU STILL GET THE URGE TO SAY "NOT" AFTER EVERY SENTENCE.
NOT.

YOU KNEW THAT KIMBERLY, THE PINK RANGER, AND TOMMY, THE GREEN RANGER WERE MEANT TO BE.

YOU COLLECTED POKEMON CARDS.

YOU PLAYED AND/OR COLLECTED POGS.

YOU HAD A WEIRD ALIEN THAT LIVED IN GOOEY STUFF IN A PLASTIC 'POD' AND THOUGHT IF YOU STUCK 2 BACK TO BACK THEY WOULD HAVE A BABY!

YOU WATCHED THE ORIGINAL POSTMAN PAT, FIREMAN SAM AND NINJA TURTLES.

YIKES PENCILS WERE THE BEST!-WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM?

YOU REMEMBER WHEN THE NEW BEANIE BABIES WERE ALWAYS SOLD OUT

YOU GOT YOUR MUM TO BUY 'BN' BISCUITS

YOU USED TO WEAR THOSE STICK ON EARRINGS, NOT ONLY ON YOUR EARS BUT AT THE CORNERS OF YOUR EYES.

YOU KNOW THE MACERENA BY HEART.

"TALK TO THE HAND" ENOUGH SAID.

YOU REMEMBER THE TIME BEFORE LITERACY AND NUMERACY HOUR EXISTED.

YOU THOUGHT BRAIN FROM "PINKEY AND THE BRAIN" WOULD FINALLY TAKE OVER THE WORLD.

YOU REMEMBER BUM BAGS.

YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO BE ON FUN HOUSE

YOU COLLECTED TAZOS OR POGS.

2 WORDS, SPICE GIRLS.

I don't get why they don't have more CCTV in prisons. Well, they probably do actually. But in Prison Break they've been getting away with all kinds of things and there are no cameras. Anywhere. And the guy who's on death row gets to work alongside the other inmates. Now, I've never been to a prison. All I know about them is what I've seen on TV and read in books. But surely it can't be like that? I hope to God it isn't. We put away dangerous criminals and they can dig tunnels, form gangs, mafias, threaten guards... basically run their criminal operations from within the prison. It's like in Monopoly when everything's been bought, you end up in prison for three rounds and you can just sit there collecting money. Ridiculous is what it is!

But like I said, I don't know anything. So shouldn't speak:)


Spent tonight with Gill, she's SO lovely. We made veggie lasagne and chatted and watched Grease... Ah, I feel like a girl. Lol. Shocking, I know.


As for comments saying I should now join GreenPeace - I laugh in your general direction! That's awesome, would I care that much about anything? Feel that strongly about anything? ;) No, I'm still waiting for my calling. When I find it, I'll let you know.

I thought I was sleepy, guess I was wrong. Maybe I'll just do my coursework now? Again, laughter coming from this end. I'm sure I'll do it.. later... Just one more episode of Prison Break. 'Ang on - did Peter Stormare's character just die? NOOO!!

xx

I've been watching the ITV News series "3 degrees from disaster." You can guess what it's about - global warming. A reporter, Lawrence, is travelling around the world (let's hope he's hiking or cycles, wouldn't want to raise those three degrees now, would we!) investigating what's causing the greenhouse effect. This week he's been in the Amazon jungle, where an area of _six_ football pitches is cut down and burnt every _minute_. I never used to care too much about trying to make a difference but lately the thought has actually crossed my mind. The other day, they were challenging a family to cut down their energy wasting, and apparently they could save a third of what they spend on heat and electricity by insulating the house, using energy saving light bulbs and not using their car as much. Crazy!

So, what can I do? Well, as a student I don't really have a car I can choose not to use, I always take the bus anyway. And living in halls, I'm not in charge of changing the light bulbs so that's out of my hands. Can't do a lot really, except turn lights off and keep heater low. Wanted: ideas?

On a similar note, what's with the Powergen ad? How can they get away with saying it's cheaper than Grittish Bass? I mean, I know how they can, as it's not a lie and if prices change they can always argue there is no such thing as Grittish Bass. But it's cheeky!

What is also cheeky is the new Grit - sorry, British Gas - scheme saying the March 1st prices will be frozen for three years. All good and well, I hear you say. Only the March 1st prizes are way higher than any other energy provider's.

Ah well, enough about energy!

More about ads, however. By the way, I know it sounds like I've just been lazing about watching TV lately, but it's purely for educational purposes - I do do LING232; the Language of Media. I mean Hello! :) Back on track: Most ads in this country are to do with finances. Insurance, credit cards, loans, and so the list goes on... Makes me quite sad really. Should I blame capitalism? Do I want to go down that road? Go on then! In this capitalist society money is obviously, well, the basis, the building blocks so to speak. But to borrow money to pay off your credit card, and then borrowing off someone else to pay your mortgage... And then having to borrow again because you can't pay back your loans. Madness!

Me, I'll be cancelling the credit card I've used only once, and doubtfully ever getting another one. It would be too easy for me to fall into that trap - 'you mean I can spend £500 now and pay it back later? Hell yeah, sounds good to me!'

Have also been watching The Weakest Link. Anne Robinson is funny. And by that I mean dead boring. What's funny is how most people don't seem the least bit phazed by her attempts to throw them off. The other night there was this lad with trendy, greasy hair - and she kept going on about his spots! Was happy to see he just laughed at her.

Am looking to book a holiday in June. Somewhere hot. Obviously. Any ideas? Was thinking Turkey, but not sure how cheap it would be. Would love to go to Greece, but that's gone well touristy and expensive, so out of the question... sadly.

Just came back from doing a presentation, think it went well. Always encouraging to look over and see Kev nodding! At least he's not an arsehole when you say something silly, unlike some...

It's raining... at least it's stopped snowing!! Three days of SLASK was more than enough.

Got a letter off Kerstin today, not heard form her in a while! Wrote to her months and months ago, and she's just not replied. Haha, as if I never do that, not really bothered. Also got one off Victor:) So maybe this weekend won't be a 207 coursework weekend after all, but rather a letter writing weekend? Who knows. The only two things I know about this weekend is that I'm not going down to Mike's, and that I'm doing tours Saturday.

And next week my sister is here! YEY! Haha, both Mark, Andy and Lisa have offered to house a Swedish girl. Who to pick, who to pick? Do I trust any of them? ;) Nah, I'm sure it will be alright for them to share that mattress on Mike's floor, it's positively massive! Plus, avoids key-finding and up-wakings. We'll see.

Sugarhouse tonight? Not been in ages, kinda miss it. At least I'm not ill anymore! Only a matter of days before I get ill again, most likely. Poo!

Now, time has come for me to post this. And finish that skirt. Once and for all. And then I have to finish Joanna's top and bag - had nearly forgotten bout them!

tata!