Time to reflect...

2011. Wow.

I can quite honestly say that this year has been the biggest life changer of all for me. No, I don’t mean that in a typical “this year was rubbish, 2012 will be my year, new year new start blah blah BLAH” kinda way. I mean it in a life improvement way.

Right through from January to December, this year has taught me a lot of lessons. Some of them unfortunately came around in the hard way, but they’ve only aided me in my life’s path.

I strode into the year at full speed, with my head in the clouds and my problems buried in the sand. I partied with my now ex-work colleagues at a late Christmas party and quite honestly, it was the best I’ve ever been to. February came, along with my 20th birthday, and everything seemed plain sailing. Disaster struck soon enough though. For a couple of months, I found myself in an incredibly dark place - but trying to be my ever-positive self, I kept it hidden until it burst out of my chest in a way I could never have imagined it would. There’s a dear friend who was my lifeline during this period, and had it not been for him, the experience would have been much harder. I can’t thank you enough - if you ever need me, I’ll be right there with that three scoop ice cream in my hands for you! :)

Of course, true to my determined nature, I came striding through that dark patch and entered an entirely new dimension. Literally everything important in my life changed - my home, my job (twice!)... and my friends. This year taught me who my real friends are - the ones who are always there to pick me up when I fall flat on my face and keep their judgement to themselves. It did, however, introduce some wonderful people into my life and even more wonderful relationships grew with people that had been around for quite a while...

So, as I sit here on 22nd December 2011, writing this blog entry and excited about spending Christmas with the people that I love the most, I wish you all a fabulous festive season and I’ll be back in the New Year!

Whorse, JPGs and of course, my fantastic ninja apprentice - YOU have made my year. <3 xxx

Shameful.

It's been over two months since I last bored you with my life stories. Fear not younglings, I'm back... again! Muahahahaha! >:D

I have to confess, the past two months have been nothing but busy, busy, busy... Here's a quickfire list in a diabolical attempt to excuse myself:

1. Uni work. This has been DREADFUL. It's one thing looking forward to term one being over, but actually looking forward to my final project over what I'm doing now...? Yeah, it's not been kind to me. Bleh.
2. I visited Ashford.
3. I visited Poland for a few days and expanded my linguistic horizons, met some lovely people and saw some beautiful places. Great trip! :)
4. Uni work... again.
5. Overtime at work (oh, I'm working in the bakery now... yay!)
6. Christmas shopping.
7. Listing several useless things on eBay and actually making quite a nice profit.
8. Uni work *sigh*
9. Radio shows on Tuesdays (12-2 ON RADIO LAB)
10. Several trips to the hospital (not at my expense, don't worry ;) )

Truthfully though, parts of my uni work have been incredibly enjoyable indeed. I've produced a magazine with my friend James, and it really re-ignited my passion for graphic design! I've decided that I want to make a magazine for my special project now, to let my creative juices flow and hopefully land me in a media design job. Who knows, though - I've got so many ideas up my sleeve for when I graduate that I'd be happy with whichever way I went!

I've FINALLY got myself an icing kit for baking, too! :D I'm actually considering posting a few of my baking shenanigans on here for you all to have a look at - I'm not a very frequent baker, but when I do decide to get out the mixing bowl and electronic whisk, I have a whale of a time. I'm actually making some cakes for a charity bake sale at work on Friday so I may post a few pictures then... Keep your eyes peeled! ;)

Now, I should really stop procrastinating and get on with my Ethics essay. (4,000 words to go... ugh >.<)

Until next time, peeps!

<3 x

Ambrosia, sweet Ambrosia...

Oh, Ambrosia rice pudding, I haven't had the pleasure of you coating my tongue in your sweet milky goodness for so long...

Yes, that sounded dirty. Yes, I know what Ambrosia is a euphemism for. I DON'T CARE. I LOVE rice pudding!

I really do wonder what Ambrosia were thinking when they gave themselves such a name. Sure, it may well be the name of the Greek gods' special drink but we all know the main use of the word in today's society! Ah, I digress.

Anyway, rice pudding. It's such a simple concept, cheap to buy and cheap to make, yet it fills my stomach with smiley faces and happy riffs! The milky coating and the delicate grains of rice are truly a match made in Heaven... Yum! I may or may not have just waded my way though an entire can... oops. Ah well, life is for living right?

Speaking of life being for living, I watched a touching video this morning that was really thought provoking. It was a video of Steve Jobs delivering a speech to university graduates back in 2005. Seeing him up on a stage, telling young people to live life as if they would die tomorrow was heart-wrenching. Not only this, he spoke of his relief of having overcome his pancreatic cancer on the first occasion that doctors discovered it. The world makes no sense sometimes - a man who was an utter genius and worked hard throughout his life to succeed in the technology market only really just saw his intelligence begin to come to fruition. His legacy will live on forever in the world of technology!

x

Bye bye Otis...

One of my furry friends departed for the hamster afterlife this week - on Thursday evening I found Otis fast asleep in her bed, never to wake up again. She might have been a nibbly little bitch at times, but I'll miss watching her circus acts more than anything else - I taught her the ways of the ninja very well!

Rest in peace little buddy! <3 x

Black out the sun...

"Turn all the fruits into bitter wine, it was only sweet when you were mine..."

I love these lyrics. Guess what? They're from Darren Hayes' new song, 'Black Out The Sun'! Wooooo! :D it got its first play on Radio 2 yesterday morning, hosted by the strangely Wogan-like Ken Bruce.

"That's a good song, isn't it?" he said as it came to its dramatic ending. Oh yes it is! I much prefer it to Talk Talk Talk, I have to say - although it's a catchy song, this one seems to have a lot more soul and emotion, which is what our Darren is renowned for...

In other Hayes-related news, I got my ticket for October's London concert through the post yesterday morning. Can. Not. WAAAAAAIT!

Now, onto the more serious stuff. I joined the gym last week! Now Mr Bannatyne is also making money out of me too, along with the other thousands of people tossing their cash into his saggy pockets... But, if he helps me to tone up a bit, I will know that paying him for the use his super-duper machines was worthwhile.

Also, I managed to sell some of my old stuff on eBay this week! In total I made about £114... Not bad for stuff I wanted to get rid of, if I do say so myself! ;)

...Meh. I feel too tired to blabber on for you guys today. Apologies. Maybe if I find the energy some time soon I'll update you all again... Maybe. ;)

<3 x

Inappropriate?

I am astounded by the new things that I learn every day. Guess what my lesson for today was?

Holding the arm of another person in a photograph is inappropriate.

Eiiish. The funny thing is that this comment was made indirectly to me - get this - in a PHOTO TAG on Facebook. Really, I ask? I couldn't think of a more cowardly method of putting a point across, especially as the "tagger"'s identity is hidden... There's a "report" button on Facebook y'know. Use that if it really disgusts you to an unworldly length. I don't expect everyone to approve of the choices that I make in life, but please - is it really any of your business anyway? Especially when the "offence" is so trivial...

Another thing while I'm docked in Port Rant - if you live in Luton, under no circumstances sign a tenancy contract with a guy named Glen Wright. He's denied me half of my deposit money back because "my door lock was broken". Bullshit! It was in perfect working order the whole time I lived there. I lived there for a WHOLE YEAR. But, as always, it's my word against his, so my chances of getting my extra money back currently stand at ZILCH. Ah well. Who needs money right? ...

*tumbleweed*

Apart from the above, everything is pretty spoko in the world, I guess. I'm currently preparing some of my old junk for sale on eBay, which I hope will be another person's lost treasure! Keep an eye out, stuff under the username "lamoore5" will be shortly hitting your screens.


Do widzenia!

<3

This evening, I am a soapbox jockey.

Uh huh. I'm back on it again.

Today, I am addressing an issue that always leaves me utterly perplexed.

Picture this: it's a normal evening on Facebook, nothing much out of the ordinary is happening, so boring, so soooo boring... and then BAM! An atrocious post like THIS appears on your feed:

"Ugh, I hate my job, I just want to be appreciated for what I do, so traumatic AHHHH whinge whinge moan moan my managers are all pricks BLAH"

What. The. F%£k.

Why oh WHY do people deem it even SLIGHTLY acceptable to bitch about their workplaces on social networking sites when, get this, they have all their MANAGERS as friends?! You must have to be seriously stupid! It's like rinsing mouthwash, spitting it out and then rinsing again - a complete recipe for disaster which leaves a bitter taste in everyone's mouths!

KCOREVNRINVRINEVRdc'nroeclv <<< (anger spasm)

...I need to lock myself in a fridge for a couple of hours.

-_-

OH MY GOSH.

I had a huge surprise awaiting me when I got home from work last night.

Remember my little hamsters, Otis and Spud? They're really not Otis and Spud at all. They're both GIRLS.

Picture this: about three weeks ago, I had to separate them because they were literally fighting until the death. The usually docile, innocent and cuddly Spud was the more aggressive hamster in the fight, too. I was worried that he (well, SHE I guess) was going to be aggressive with humans... So, I decided to introduce Spud to Adam's hamster one day just to see how she reacted. Surprisingly, they loved each other straight away. Then the humping commenced!

I'll be honest; I thought it was hilarous. I teased Adam for days because he had a "gay" hamster, completely oblivious to the fact that my darling Spud was really a female... You know exactly where this is going now, right?

Yep, you guessed it. The surprise I came home to last night was... FIVE BABIES IN THE CAGE.

Meep. Although it was a shocker at first, I'm now incredibly excited at the thought of seeing minute, pink wriggly things growing into fluffy little baby hamsters! :D

So, who wants one when they're ready to leave Mummy? :P

<3 x

Talk Talk Talk

I swear that every time I log into Blogger, I begin by apologising for neglecting my blog...

This time, however, I am NOT going to apologise for anything!

Phewee. It's been a tough few months, I have to say. I think that just about anything that you could possibly consider has gone wrong - housing, family illnesses, jobs... But (and believe me, this is a gigantic BUT) everything has come out on the other side perfectly! I left my job at Cineworld last week and I'm now working for Nando's. Also, I've officially finished my second year of uni now! I've got the whole summer ahead of me to work hard, earn some money and have an awesome time with dear friends. All's good on Planet Lauren at this moment in time! :D

I've just remembered that it's Summer Solstice today. Have I ever mentioned that I simply adore the long summer evenings? There's nothing quite like leaving your house at 9pm to see the roaring sunset engulfing everything in its path in a sepia glow. Beautiful! :)

One piece of slightly sad news, however - I've had to separate my little babies as they've started fighting. No, really, I mean proper "I'm going to kill you in cold blood" fighting. Poor Otis was bleeding a few days ago following an attack from Spud! Thankfully he's recovering now, but I just hate seeing them at loggerheads... :(

Never fear, this blog WILL be left on an exciting note... Darren Hayes has a new song out on Friday! Wahoooo! :D I can't wait to hear what the lyrical genius has devised this time! I'll be popping in with a verdict. Await it with baited breath! ;)

Sayonara <3 xx

Mood swings.

The weather is being so moody here in Luton tonight.

I'm peeking out of my window as I speak, and all I see is trees and branches being pushed to breaking point by the strong gusts. With it, the mighty wind is bringing a scarily dark cloud, heavily pregnant with rain.

Just as I thought a storm was about to erupt into full force, I can now see a bright ray of sunlight beginning to reflect off of the vulnerable leaves. Yet still, the element of wind remains.

It could quite possibly soak the world at any moment; and like clockwork, it does. The rain is now splattering down with an incredible force, engulfing everything in its path.

The UK's unpredictable climate: although a nightmare to be caught in, it's so fascinating to watch from a comfortable position.

x

*cues Britney* OOPS, I, did it again!

Wow.

Maybe I should just pretend that I've been here for the last month and everything is normal? Yes, you like that idea? So do I!

I've had a strange month, full of ups and downs, but now I feel like I've finally come through it all like a trooper. My assignments are well underway and I can see the light bursting towards me in a frenzy! I can't quite believe that my second year at university has almost come to an end... Here's hoping that the summer will take me somewhere interesting!

Speaking of assignments, I HATE it when major corporations take what seems like an age to respond to an email. You see, I'm writing two feature articles for one of my assignments, and we have to get original quotations from the people that we choose to get into contact with. Maybe going straight to the big boys wasn't the best idea but hey - I'm a young and aspiring journalist, if I don't throw myself in at the deep end, who will? ;)

In other news, OH. MY. GOSH.

Darren Hayes is doing ANOTHER New Year's Eve show but this time, it's in Manchester... WHERE MY FRIEND GOES TO UNIVERSITY! The tickets go on sale this week and I am SO excited. It may deny me of any monetary funds for a few weeks, but my gosh will it be worth it! He's also been signed by Mercury Records in Australia, part of the world's largest record company, which is great news for him! I hope that he will finally get the recognition he deserves!

I think that's me for today. I promise I won't be away for as long next time!

<3 x

Moondance? Yes please!

"Well, it's a marvellous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies

And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heart strings that play soft and low

And all the night's magic seems to whisper and hush
And all the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with you, my love?"


Well? Can I? :P

Excuse the little bit of Van Morrison there, I simply love that song! It's so passionate, I can't help but think about being seduced whilst having it playing in the background...! ;)

Moving on... SWIFTLY! Amongst all the articles, magazines and documentaries that I'm having to create for my final assessments of the year, I'm actually feeling pretty liberated. I'm hosting a 70s dinner party at my house on Friday as part of our magazine project... Here's hoping that the food will be alright! :P I'll keep you updated throughout the process of our magazine creation. I'm so excited about getting started! :D

We've already come up with a name for it, which is... "Clocking Off"! Basically, our magazine is going to be a weekend supplement for an existing newspaper. We chose to base the magazine on periods throughout time, too, so the name is fitting indeed! ;)

That's all we've got so far, but this magazine will soon be rocketing to the sky along with all of our ambitious yet achievable ideas! I can't wait! :D

Until next time my darlings! <3 x

Bill Gates needs to sort it out. NOW.

Today, I'm back on my high horse of grammatical errors.

In the past two weeks, I have been faced with something horrible. Something... despicable. Something which is, by ALL means, totally unnacceptable. Perhaps worst of all is that I have now been faced with this scenario TWICE.

I'm talking about Microsoft Word: Mac.

I do not know if this has occured on any Windows versions of the program, but at my university, we have lots of "delightful" Apple Macintosh computers - all of which have classic Microsoft programs installed on them, including Word.

Sorry; I'm stalling. Let's cut to the chase.

MICROSOFT WORD: MAC CANNOT DISTINGUISH BETWEEN 'THEIR', 'THEY'RE' AND 'THERE'.

I know; I know. It's totally shocking, isn't it? A corporation as wealthy as Microsoft cannot be bothered to ensure that their programs understand such a basic form of grammar. I guess it's time for me to present the evidence to you. So, without further ado:



Perhaps even more sickening is that it tries to correct "their" again, but this time, with "THEY'RE" instead!



"...that THEY'RE whole fleet"? How does the phrase "that THEY ARE whole fleet" make any sense?! ARGH! Maybe it's Microsoft's way of paying back Mac users for their disloyalty. I can see Mr Gates giggling like a schoolgirl in his microchip throne now: "Haha, let's make a program riddled with grammatical errors so terrible that they have a mental breakdown and hurl their Macs from a 100ft building! Then, they'll HAVE to buy a Microsoft product to replace it because Apple products are so darn expensive! It's the perfect plan!"


...Phew. I guess that's my rant over for now.

x

Do you have a sneaky little secret?

I do.


I love... Scarves!

Sorry if you were expecting some ground breaking, Earth shattering story to leap into your face just then. Oh, you weren't...? Never mind.

Whether you like to admit it or not, everyone has a certain thing that they like to collect; be it shoes, bags, trading cards or stamps. For me, it's scarves. The scarf has been a staple fashion accessory in my wardrobe for the past two years or so now, and it's something you will rarely see me without. Sometimes, it's a good thing that I live in a relatively cold country!

I may not be an obsessive scarf pervert, but I DO have enough to match every outfit that I own. I counted fifteen in my bedroom earlier on, and I know there are more hiding away in my wardrobe! Grey, gold, green, pink, polkadot, leopard print... you name it!

Would you like to see a part of my collection?



;) x

I'm very much awake.

Highlights of the week:

1. Sidney Moore and the Quahog Express.
2. Ninja training with my apprentice.
3. Rosie Khan's spazzy Derezzed dance.
4. The Reflex.
5. Cliff Richard.
6. Suzi Wilkin's desire to kiss Cliff Richard's face.
7. Easyjet.
8. Spud sitting on my head.
9. Ginger nuts.
10. Cadbury's Caramel biscuits.
11. Tea.
12. The Ballad of the Windfish.
13. JPG.
14. Tangled.
15. Lang.

<3

Success!

This morning, I feel very accomplished.

I'm sitting here sipping my morning cup of tea rather gently, whilst reflecting on last night.

To cut a long story short, I had a good evening.

Do you remember last week when I had a bit of a disagreement with my friend? We got the opportunity to actually speak to each other about it last night and it's really lifted a weight. Things have definitely gone back to normal now, which I'm pretty thankful for! :)

In other news, James Paul Gallimore is a gimp. He's also a complete legend. Thanks again for your advice last week!

In other OTHER news, I've got a great weekend ahead of me - I'm spending it in London with my beloved! Nothing like a belated birthday present eh? I'm pretty excited, I can't remember the last time we spent quality time together for longer than 24 hours! :D

Happy happy Lauren.

<3 x

P.S. I STILL have "The Reflex" stuck in my head. However, it has been joined rather gracefully by this delightful song. Enjoy! ;)

The reflex, flefleflefleFLEX!

I love 80s music.

Today's choice is "The Reflex" by Duran Duran. With its catchy synth-pop instrumentals and nonsensical lyrics, it's definitely an 80s classic. Sometimes I wish I was an 80s child...

That's a complete lie. ALL THE TIME I wish I was an 80s child!

The music, the ridiculous hair and make-up, the neon trends where everyone wore it, not just 14 year old girls wearing silly little frilly tutus over the top of a pair of leggings... Oh, what I'd give to just to hop in a time machine and go back for a day, maybe even a week, just to see what life was like for young people without mobile phones and instant music downloads!

Don't get me wrong, I love technology - but it's a sad sight to see children under 10 with mobile phones, iPods, internet access, fully-fledged 3D video games and films. I'd say it was an underlying jealousy because I never had such luxuries as a child, but when I think about it, I was perfectly happy with what I had.

My parents weren't the richest of people when my sister and I were kids. We never got the latest technology until several years after it was released because they couldn't afford it. All my friends were at home at Christmas playing with their brand new Nintendo 64s and PS1s, whilst my sister and I would sit playing Super Mario Allstars our old Super Nintendo.

You know what though? I wouldn't change my childhood for the world.

I would sit for hours infront of my little box TV, playing with 16-bit sprites contained in massive grey cartridges. The magic they contained was amazing. All those other kids would deem their games unplayable because they would scratch their discs to buggery within about 5 minutes. My clunky, "old" Super Nintendo? It stuck by me like a trooper - the games never broke and there were never any irritating "LOADING!" screens that actually took up more of your time than the actual gameplay.

I didn't just sit infront of a TV for my whole childhood, though. My sister and I were avid Barbie doll fans. For hours and hours, we would sit together and invent the most complex storylines for the dolls - from setting up their own clothes stores to taking on their own element (represented by the colours they wore) and hijacking an evil man's plans to destroy the world. The evil man was usually a pervert too, strangely...

Even though we would always ask for it for Christmas every year, we didn't need the expensive, lavish Barbie penthouse to give our dolls a home. Instead, we would pull out every video tape that we had and would make a huge flatplan house, complete with bunk beds and a garage.

As we got older, we did end up getting our PS1 and Nintendo 64. Yet, every so often, we would return to playing our old Super Nintendo again. It never failed us. There's something so satisfying about hearing the Mario "you've lost a life" jingle playing out to your opponent. It's almost as if the game is laughing at your expense!

I'm glad that I didn't get everything that I wanted when I was a kid. It's taught me to appreciate the things that you can afford and also, understand the true value of money - if you really want something, you can work your hardest for it and eventually, you will get it. I respect my parents for bringing us up in the way that they did.

This is why I get so angry when I see fellow students being spoonfed money for their weekly shopping and for their alcoholic habits. My parents don't give me weekly financial support, and I don't expect them to - as far as I'm concerned, I'm 20 years old, studying away from home was MY choice and I'm more than old enough to work and earn for myself. I don't get a bursary from Student Finance either - because my parents' household income is over 40,000 a year (their jobs got better over the years, if you were wondering), I have no hope in Hell of getting any support because "my parents earn enough to give me their money". Pfft. No they don't.

It's totally outrageous if you ask me. The people who work hard get no help, yet the ones who sit around on their arses all day get the full non-repayable bursary.

I digress - it's a story for another time.

<3 x

Owwieeeee...!

Blech. I'm in pain today! I can't say it's the nicest experience I've ever gone through... Ah well. Here's hoping it buggers off soon!

Have I ever told you that I love writing?

Yes, I know I have. I've just found a whole new love for it recently, that's all. For some reason, I feel like there are a lot of thoughts and ideas milling around at free will inside my cranium at the moment... but they're not ones that want to either dissolve or come to fruition. Strange...

Maybe I should just let everything come pouring out?

Nope. Not today anyway.

Maybe it's just the quiet period that I'm going through at uni at the moment. That ridiculous Print Production assignment is over with now, so I've had a small amount of breathing space...

Hmm. <3 x

Pink fluffy clouds!

So, it's half term weekend, and my gosh was it busy at work today! Hundreds of screaming girls lined up to see Justin Bieber strut his stuff on the big screen and the cinema got "evacuated" twice.

(Ok, they weren't really screaming. But they WERE dancing at the front of the screens at once point. Ahem...)

Despite all this, I've still come home from work feeling great.

Why is that, you might ask? It sounds like you've had an awful day...

It's funny how you only need one positive thing to come out of a day and it completely nulls and voids all of the bad things that have happened.

I'm glad everything is sorted now! :)


Less than three. You little geeks reading this will know what that means. Just incase you don't know what I'm talking about...

Buh-byeee! <3 x

Grey clouds.

There are grey clouds outside my window today.
Nothing but darkness and gloom.

That's pretty much exactly how I'm feeling right now.

In our world today, we are constantly surrounded by communication. Facebook. Twitter. Blogs. They all encourage us to do one thing... express the feelings that are on your mind. Every word under the sun can be typed up for all to see, but they lack a vital element... That of emotion. You can read a message, analyse it in your head as many times as you want, even say it out loud in as many different tones as you like, but it's unlikely that you will ever understand the purpose in which something was said.

What's worse is that, when writing online, it leaves your words open to misinterpretation. Yet, even worse than that...?

When a person that you love is the misinterpretor.

There's nothing quite like receiving a negative message from someone that you consider to be a friend and feeling like your body could implode at any second. It's quite possibly one of the worst feelings in the world. Right now, I can't think of anything but apologies and explanations. Yet I feel that whatever I say now is going to be completely disregarded.


I'm deeply sorry. xxx

MUST WRITE MUST WRITE MUST WRITE!

YES! I'M FEELING INSPIRATIONAL! I WANT TO POUR OUT MY HEART AND SOUL IN THE MOST LITERATE WAY POSSIBLE! ...I just don't want to do my uni work. Eurgh.

Just thinking about the assignment deadlines coming up are enough to zap the life from even the perkiest of spring flowers... I STILL have no idea what to write. I have one week.

On a happier note, I left my teenage years behind a couple of days ago - I'm now a plodding 20 year old! I felt a little melancholy in some ways, as so many great things have happened, especially in recent years! However, on second thoughts... Yeah, I'm definitely happy to leave a LOT of the bad stuff that happened behind. Adios, Teens! You treated me well... to an extent. Now it's time to become all mature, drink tea after a hard day's work and get all emotional when I hear music from the 90s.


NAAAAAAT!

To be fair, I had an amazing birthday though. It all started with me emptying bins, being called a "Mountain Jew" by a Russian and being sung to by a Pole. My idea of suh-weeeet.

No, but seriously, it got better! I had loads of lovely presents and cards from my family and friends, and I had TWO cakes made for me! To say I felt loved would be rather an understatement! :) My Lutonian buds are the greatest.

Thank you all for helping me to climb over the hill in one piece!

Bisous pour vous xx

I feel bad.

Okay, so I've totally neglected this blog for the past two months. Whoops... >.<

Apologies to you all! Well, to those of you who bother reading this, which is probably ZILCH. Ah well! :P

Among exams and assignment deadlines looming near, I'm actually doing alright for myself, y'know? Having the odd bit of social banter here and there, work when I get the shifts... It's all good! :)

I've been working on my next assignment today, which to be totally honest, I am CLUELESS about. If only my university would employ some decent lecturers! Seriously, I asked him what we have to write for this THREE THOUSAND word assignment, and he answered with "Blahblahblahinsertpointlesscraphereblahblah". So basically, he fluffed up his lack of knowledge into a half-hearted nonsensical sentence. Ding ding ding! We have a winner for "Worst Blagger of the Year"! Yes, it's only January too...

I digress. After my attempts to start my assignment, I went to chill with the Swizzmeister. We spent our afternoon realising how crap "The Witches" really is and trying to re-beat the high score on Pacman to anger Tommy G. We failed. Miserably.

So, now I'm back here trying to work on this God-awful assignment... :(

Meh. Maybe I'll just watch Family Guy instead.



Love you Grammites <3 xx