Live Journal Residence

I'm moving over to Live Journal, at least semi-permanently, and I said I'd give you the link, so here it is:

• My LJ

I hope to be happy there. I'm enjoying it so far.

Partay

Went to Richy, Sarah, and Luke's house party thingy last night. It was actually really good. I'd been looking forward to it, as gatherings round there are usually pretty good. Chatted to people I haveb't seen in ages and got pleasantly drunk. It was nice. I like the relaxed atmosphere that you get from their house. It's not a student house, so it's pretty grownup, and I think that makes all of us act a little bit more gorwn up, so we just sit around and talk. Wild house parties are great every now and again, but when you know everyone there pretty well, it's nice to have something like that.

On a related note, gin goes pretty damn well with cherryade. Mmmmmm cherryade.

Found this on Damin's LJ, so I stole it.

Similar Interests Having Similar Interests is most important in a boyfriend/girlfriend. You like to not only be their significant other but also their friend. You are the type to want to share everything with your partner - so having similar interests is definitely a plus. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

Think it's pretty accurate. Although intelligence is more imporatnt to me than that. The person doesn't have to be as smart as me, but they're not allowed to be a moron either. I prefer a man who is more intelligent though. I like a partner I can look up to and learn stuff from.

It's Bloggin' Time

I didn't sort my hardship funds forms, I still haven't, and now term has ended. Whoops.

Anyway, I haven't updated in absolutely ages, and that's simply because I've been trapped under a pile of coursework. I worked til midnight (form about 6/7pm) both Monday and Tuesday and then worked from about 4pm til 4.40am on Thursday night to finish off every last little thing. I managed to get it all done, and never have a spent so much time doing any coursework ever. I even spent a fair amount of time in the library looking stuff up and everything. Turns out I actually give a shit this year. More of a shock to me that anyone else though I think. If I don't get in the 60% area for those two sets of lab reports I will be thoroughly pissed off. The good news is though that friday (the day I handed all my work in) I got my radiochem labs back. I was expecting about 56% for them. I got 70%. That's a fucken first man! I was so ecstatic I jumped around and then phoned David. I think I may have got a first before in organic labs, but not radiochem. I was also pretty proud cause I did a lot, if not most of that work all by myself. Kick ass. It's also good news, as I'm doing radiochemistry as my dissertation, so looks like I picked the right area!

I haven't done a lot more other than courswork since I last updated. Barely been on the net and certainly haven't been out anywhere. Except at the weekends. Last saturday I went to Nottingham with David, christmas shopping and the weekend just gone we went christmas shopping in loughborough. I have got everyone's presents now, I just need to get a few extras for David, but I knwo what I'm getting (I think) so it's all good.

In other news I'm thinking of switching to LJ for regular blogging. I need to figure out how to do a few more things first, but it's a possibility, if only to get more readers. I dunno. I really don't want to, cause I prefer blogger, but everyone uses LJ. We'll see. If I actually make a decision anytime soon, I'll post here with a link to my LJ.

Neck Damage

I have actually started my work now, and it's not too bad, I'm making some form of progress. I have answered most of the questions, just not the ones asking me for the mechanisms. They're actually quite hard to track down. Grrr. I just have to actually write it up neat now. I'm also slightly annoyed with the person I keep trying to work with. We discuss something and come up with some sort of plan of when and where we will work. Then, the time arrives and they just fuck off and do something else. I don't mind the fact they've changed they're mind, it's the fact that they didn't bother to tell me and I had to go find them and ask what's going on. When I do, they deny they ever agreed to anything! I've got a feeling this person is avoiding working with me, cause they've got some sort of weird idea I want to just copy their work. I've done half of it already, and I bloody don't want to copy anything! Not when it comes to labs anyway. Fucks sake. I think I'll stop trying to work with them from now on. Wanker.

Wednesday and thursday have been fairly uneventful, going to lectures and my last lab session, handing in my samples and doing research/work. I've also found out that I am doing Radiochemistry for my dissertation and project (which is what I wanted) so I'm quite happy. Also spent time with David proper like on Wednesday, as Monday and Tuesday, he only came over to stay the night. I don't like sleeping alone. Not sure why, I mean I did it for years!

Thursday night was awesome though. I went to Damage, the monthly metal night at Rock City, and it still kicks ass. I didn't enjoy it *quite* as much this time, but it was still awesome. I've noticed that when I go to Damage I find myself handbanging more than I usually do. I think that's cause there isn't as much room to dance, the floor gets quite slippy by the end of the night (booze spillage) and it works really well for most of the songs played. I also don't feel like a tit doing it, cause everyone else is windmilling. Don't worry, I don't windmill, I'm not a lost cause, not yet! I still dance to most of the songs, but I found myself doing it to most of "roots" by Sepultura. I think that's acceptable though. I certainly don't do it to try and "fit in" cause I've never tried to fit in anywhere since I was about 14, it just kinda happens. Anyway, It was a brilliant night, despite the up skirt camera shot Doug and Ali got me with, the losing fights with Damian, Jon and Spike (not all at once) and the JD and coke that got poured on my ass so that my skirt and pants were wet. I managed to dry my skirt, but I couldn't angle my ass right under the dryer to get my pants. Ah well. I also noticed there's a hole in my skirt. I noticed it before I left, but decided it didn't matter (it was only small) and it was too late to try to change outfit. It got bigger by the end of the night, but I did get to say "I'm fingering my hole". Hopefully it can be repaired, I like that skirt. I also (unfortunately) got chatted up by some scummy looking scumbag with a gold tooth (urgh!) who didn't believe me when I told him I had a boyfriend cause he wasn't there with me. Like I'm not allowed to go out seperately or something. Pig. Big Stu made fun of me because of it :(

So yeah, as a result of that, I slept through this morning's lecture and my neck aches. It was well worth it though, I had such a great time. I love Damage. Damian tells me I need to go to Notts more often, and I agree that I do. Now all I need is money. Which reminds me, I really need to get my hardship fund forms sorted. This weekend I'll do that, maybe convince David that he wants to help me.

Spots

Found this on Charlie's LJ and thought it was pretty damn accurate

Guys Like That You're Fun

You're the type of girl guys brag about knowing That's because you're cool, funny, and laid back You're smart enough to know how to be one of the guys But flirty enough to know how to make them all want you

What Do Guys Like About You?

I've noticed recently that I have been having a lot of bad skin days, and it dawned on me a couple of weeks ago that it's my fucken pills. Usually pills are meant to help clear up acne and other such things, but that's the only think that's changed in my life recently. My skin routine is amazing, the best it's ever been, so I know it's not that. I also eat well (or the same way I have done for the last year) so it has to be my pills. I've decided they make me less mental, but to be honest, I'd rather be mental with clear skin, I can put up with being crazy, as long as I'm pretty. I'm so vain and shallow, and I'm more than happy that way. After these 3 months, I shall make another switch. Bastard pills. Rot in hell.

I should be at a lecture now, but I had a weird crampy stomach thing, so I didn't go. I'm all depressed. I think it's this ton of work hanging over my head. I just don't want to do it. It's horrible. I really hate being a finalist.

Magical Weekend

I managed to return those DVDs, and my money had finally arrived, which was nice. So all was well, for now at least.

Thursday was quite fun. I danced to a couple of songs, but I am starting to resent High Voltage. Last year it was just a running joke of how there was only ever about 6 people in there, unless a band was on, but the Subversion people never went to see them. This year they do, so all the people you half came out to see disappear off next door to watch the bands. Why don't I go? Cause I dislike all the bands High Voltage gets and Subversion is way better anyway. The lack of people is starting to reduce it's magic though. It's almost not really worth going. Which is a shame, cause it is a good night, it just no longer has much of an atmosphere. Nevermind though, I'm not going next week (DAMAGE!) and the next one isn't til January.

I spelt through Friday morning, despite the fact I had a lecture and 2 tutorials. Oh well. Made it to my labs though. Rushed home to get ready for the party before David picked me up to take me to the station. I hate getting trains on my own, I'm always worried I'll get on the wrong one. I didn't, but it was late. Met up with Damian at Nottingham, who took me under his wing and led me back to his house, pointing out all the landmarks, should I ever need to make it to his without his guidance. We made any last minute changes to our outfits/appearance (we're both so vain) and set off to Spike's and got Pizza on the way. I got a brief history of the parts of Nottingham we walked past. Eventually got to the party. We seemed to beat the crowd, but no sooner had I opened the pizza box then hoards of people flooded in to the modest 2 bed apartment. Apparently there were nearly 100 people at one point. We could all fit in, as long as there were people in every room and the hallway and standing up. Now I've been informed I can't really talk about what happened, cause "what goes on tour, stays on tour". Needless to say though, I got very drunk and it was the best houseparty I've ever been too. I didn't leave until 5am. Thankyou to Myko who gave me and Damain (as well as others) a lift back to their houses, which was nice. I promptly crashed out.

Sunday, I felt like crap (no surprise). Damian took me back to the station and I got back to loughborough about 3pm. I was shattered. David looked after me. I was very delicate all day. Totally worth it though. It was brilliant. David made me bacon sandwiches for breakfast, and later sausage casserole. Both were very yummy.

Sunday was also nice and relaxing. Chocolate croissants for breakfast, and I cooked roast chicken dinner for us. It was yummy. I think it needed a bit longer though, me and David both felt a bit bleurgh this morning.

I missed a lecture cause I was doubled over this morning. I've missed it for the last 3 weeks and had every intention of going today. Dammit. I also need to start my labs. Bollocks. I should probably try to make it home sometime soon. I would have done all this at home, but my internet is screwed. Grrr.

Ouch

I have cut my thumb whilst eating yoghurt.

Spag-tastic.

Choc-tastic

One thing I do actually like about this time of year is advent calanders. I have a kinder one. Mmmmm creamy creamy german chocolate.

Surprise surprise I'm yet to start my 14 lab write ups. I've had a look though and they don't seem so scary. We shall see though. Definately getting started next week though (I won't have time before Monday now).

Wednesday I went in to the finance people and got my refund. Unfortunately they money still hasn't appeared in my account. I'm slightly miffed by this, as when you use your card in a shop to buy something, they money pretty much instantly disappears out of your account. However, apparently, when money is going on to your card, it's a different matter. Why? I think it's slightly unfair. Wankers. Also means I can't use my card. I still have no phone credit and more importantly, can't buy food. Again, thank fuck for David, else I'd be starving. Haven't given in my hardship forms things yet. I'm waiting to get my last few months bank statements from HSBC through the post. Can't remember if I bitched about the short fat bint in the campus HSBC being a bitch about it, but it looks like she didn't do her job right. I'm starting to dislike HSBC.

Today is Subversion. I'm vaguely looking foward to it. I think. Haven't been for a couple of weeks, and it's sad to say I actually don't miss it. I'm not sure whether people aren't turning up because they have to pay, or if it's because no one else turns up and a lot of the DJs (well a few) have kinda lost their enthusiam for the job. Also, the money we now have to pay to get in has yet to make any affect on the night. It's exaclty the same in every way, except fewer people show up and you now have to pay £2 to get in. I know that £2 is still pretty cheap (damn cheap in fact), but I'd actually like to see some improvements now that I am paying. Plus, I often went to Subversion and spent nothing, which is brilliant when you're a student with finacial troubles like me. I actually don't have the £2 entry fee I need at the moment, I'll have to ask David to pay for me.

Today I also finally completed P.N.03, a game that I really wanted to play, but couldn't get past this one bit, cause I didn't have the right suit, cause I didn't get enough points. Now that I found a way to get the points, I got past the bit I was stuck on. Turns out it was actually the final boss on the final level I was at. Only 11 (maybe 12) missions in the game, and once you know what you're doing, none take more than about 20 minutes to do. Didn't realise it was such a short game. I figured that fater these missions were done, I'd have another set to do. The ending was also quite disappointing. The game overall could probably have done with more of a plot line, I mean, I was really enjoying it until I realised I'd accidently completed it. It just needed to be more substantial *sigh*

Tomorrow evening I'm off to Nottingham for Spike and Jon's house (flat) party. I've been looking forward to it all week. Hopefully it'll be a good laugh. I intend to get wasted.

Last night was nice. I had an enjoyable evening with David. We both cooked the meal together, although I "made" the pudding, and then sat around to watch Rome and Lost. Lost was pretty good last night, although I do hate the way they give you very little information per episode.

Tuesday probably isn't worth mentioning. Can't really remember what happened anyway. It really was that good.

I think I'll go to Sainsbury's and check to see if my money has arrived. It's been 24 hours now. Grrr. I also need to return those DVDs. Toodle-ooo