Saturday 27 February 2010

Hello again

Yeah I know, I left another huge gap between blogs. Bit boring lately to be honest. Going back a bit, pancake day was a success, pancakes were tasty, I haven't accidentally pulled the shower cord in the bathroom, and I'm still undecided on the fringe (more on that later).
Dentist was wonderfully unpleasant, the needle was in my mouth a hella long time. I decided to try and count how long, I got as far as 30 seconds, then I heard Fyfe Dangerfield on the radio and was nicely distracted, though it would have been miles better if Fyfe was actually at the dentist with me, holding me hand and crooning to me, but it wasn't meant to be. Oh yeah, and I drooled all over myself at the dentist too, hahah. It was pretty bad craic, I was having a root filling, and they have to put something right up the root, a little file, and then xray it to see if its in the right length, blah blah. So I had this thing poking out of my mouth at the front, and I couldn't/didn't dare close my mouth in case I knocked it or jammed it right in, thus, I couldn't swallow. For some reason, I found this whole episode more amusing than embarrassing, even though it doesn't sound it. At all. So, before the xray, there I was sitting numb in the dentist chair, staring at the ceiling and wondering really strange wonderings as for some reason I always do when I'm there, when my attention is drawn to what the hell she's doing in my mouth? It just felt like she was, I dunno, tightening something around the tooth, then after she'd been doing it a couple of minutes, I finally twigged on that she was poking something (the file) up and down the entire length of my tooth, which was fucking horrible. I mean, I couldn't actually feel it, it was just the sound, and the thought of knowing what she was doing. Ergh, it gave me the shudders. But I'm hardcore, I got over it. And that's the dentistry story done.
The job interview was lame, I got there well on time, but I had to wait about 25 minutes, which pissed me off a bit cause the same happened at the dentist. But anyway, I felt like it went fine, no hitches, BUT my interview was like, 5 minutes long, 10 at the most. And everyone else who had been in, (there was 2 other interviews going on at the same time in the same room) had been in like half an hour. So I kind of knew I was screwed, but oh well, the good old English tax payer will support me for now till I can be bothered to roll my ass out of bed one day and go to another interview.

What else was I upto in the last proper post. I finished reading the bell jar, I could probably make this next statement a lot more intricate, but I'll just say this - It was shit.
I liked it till the point she broke both her legs. And then that subject was never touched upon again? For some reason. After that it just went down hill, and the ending was gash. I had to look up online weather that actually was the ending, or if someone had ripped out the last page. Maybe its a really great book but I just didn't "get" it. But whateverr, I'll go back to reading Great Expectations, which I am now halfway through. Haven't read it since summer like.

Tonight I waxed my legs (again) I've done it a few times before, but it never really seemed to end how I expected it to. I concentrated a bit more tonight though, and hopefully I've got the hang of it now. They feel smooth, I guess I did everything right. I feel quite hardcore about it, its totally not as big a deal as a lot of girls make out, it only hurts for a second, and somehow, I kind of liked the hurt. Like, it made me feel like cause it hurt, I was definitely doing it right.
This morning I was rudely awakened by the stupid police helicopter flying right over my house, the noise from that thing is just ridiculous, I can't believe how loud it is. When its right near your house, its like having a combine harvester next to your bed, ripping everything out of your room and spewing it back at you. I thought it was about 8am, when it woke me up, but upon further inspection of my phone screen, it was actually nearly 10.45am, which really surprised me. It hovered around for a bit, being noisy, then a few minutes after it had buggered off and I had started to drift back into sleep, my alarm went off. D'oh.






I had planned to go to the library today, but it was raining outside, the greyest gloomiest wettest day you could imagine, I knew it had been raining all night, it was raining when I went to sleep. So I didn't leave the house all day.

Back to the fringe. Its been quite a while I suppose, since I got it done. Im still largely undecided, though I am starting to lean towards quite liking it. Getting it cut was a confusing experience, she kept asking me all these wierd questions that I didn't know the answers to, like how far back did I want it? I didn't know you could choose, I thought it was just a natural thing, and I didnt really know what to say, I was just being a doyle and going "err I dunno". Then she asked me the most confusing fringe question of all, cause I was just basing it on what my old fringe was like, "did you used to be able to see your forehead through your fringe?" WHAT THE FUCK?! But by this point I had already umm-ed and ahh-ed so much, I just decided to say yes, even though I had no idea what she was on about. A few hours later upon reflecting on my fringe, I realised she just meant was it thick. Why the hell didn't she just say that. Anyway. Guess it didn't make that much difference.

I really regret not buying straightners before getting it cut haha. Yeah that was a mistake. I'll have to buy some next week. I definately didn't think that through, I had forgotten that when you have a big fringe, you wake up with it pointing in many different directions, and withouth straightners its a right pain in the arse trying to sort it out. Usually it looks like this each morning -

I'll give it more time, a month or so, see how it goes (or grows) then I'll decide if im gonna grow it out again, I know it seems silly, wanting to have had it in the first place and now im already thinking about what to do with it next. I guess its just one of those things where you work it out as it goes along.
Generally, I think its okay.







Long blog, Adios from me and my fringe

Tuesday 16 February 2010

Before this Tuesday slips away...



Thats riiiiiiiiiiiiight

Please take 1 minute and 48 seconds of your life to watch this clip, its proper ace. Skip to about a minute in if you get bored of the first half.

Go go go!

Sunday 14 February 2010

Damn

I've lived in my house for about a year and a half, and I still sometimes accidentally pull the shower cord in the bathroom, when really Im after the lightswitch. Old age?

Tuesday 9 February 2010

I backed my car into a cop car the other day

Well he just drove off, sometimes life's Ok





On Sunday me and my auntie and my mam went for a bit of a drive, "to give the car a run" was the reason. Occasionally my auntie says that, and we go out. We went to Northallerton and had Sunday dinner in a pub, it was very delicious, cept they only gave us one gravy boat between 3 Sunday dinners, and when my mam went and politely asked for more, the dim girl at the bar was all "ohh I dunno if you have to pay for more..." So my mam got all British, and said we shouldn't have to, cause they should have gave us adequate gravy. In the end we never got extra gravy. And the cokes we ordered were the most watered down coke I have ever had the misfortune to drink, which was especially disappointing because it looked so good, and I was so thirsty, and I so was looking forward to a nice glug of ice cold fizzy vegetable extract, or whatever its made from. Anyway, this pub, I've forgotten what it was called, but its the tiny poky one, opposite, sort of hidden behind the town hall building, next to oxfam. If anyone reading this goes to Northallerton, I would recommend avoiding it. (it was smelly as well, as if they'd had a flood. And also it was full of kids...urgh)
What am I on about, anyway, despite all that being rather negative, what was going to say was, I had a really ace time just sitting in the back of the car on the way there and back. I remembered to take my earphones, but I only had about 30 songs on my phone which got a bit annoying when ever I got excited about a song I wanted to listen to, only to remember I didn't have it on anymore. This is cause a couple of months ago I had a small fit of frustration about songs on my phone, I wanted to free up some space so I could add some more (my phone only holds around 100-ish songs and I don't have an MP3 player) In the end, I couldn't be arsed deleting and picking and sorting, so I just thought fuck it, and deleted the whole lot. Which was very liberating. But yeah, I guess since finishing work, and being only a 5 minute walk away from the town, I don't really have much use for listening to songs on my phone anymore, and put off putting new songs and stuff on. Hence the only having about 30 on now.
The only songs I had to listen to on Sunday were a few Killers, Modest Mouse and Arcade Fire songs. But I really got into it, you know sometimes you get in exactly the right mood to do certain things? It all just fitted, I was in my own little world sat cross legged in the back of the car.
Also listening to Regine Chassagne singing "In the backseat" (a perfect song for the situation if ever there was one) made me remember why I love her so much, I honestly have such a girlcrush on her, she's just such an ace lady. She secretly learned to sing, play piano, guitar, accordion, mandolin, flute, drums, and harmonica while her parents weren't watching. How amazing is that? She plays hurdy-gurdy too, I think it was Regine that got me interested in that in fact, I think hurdys are cool. Also she's got the whole french thing going on as well which I am a total sucker for. And she's married to Win Butler, which can't be all bad.
In the backseat is ace, and Regine is sneaky! At the start she's got this dead light sing-song voice, and it sounds so fragile, and then halfway through the song, BOOM, "ahhhh ooooo-oooh" and her voice really just comes through and its so strong and beautiful and she's singing her little heart out. I fucking love her.

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Ahhh. Anyway, like I said, the car journey home was dead nice, I was warm, and comfy, and it was just one of those moments you occasionally get when you just get to stop and think, and you just realise, I'm really really happy right at this exact moment.

Righty, enough of that stuff. I could probably have compressed all that into a few sentences, but I just can't help rambling. It comes into my mind and I've gotta write it down.

It just passed midnight, this means its now Wednesday. This week is going fast, and I seem to have things to fill it up with which is nice and a pleasant change I guess.
Tomorrow (I mean today) I have to go to the dentist in the morning, I have to get a root filling which I am NOT looking forward to. I can handle getting needles injected into my gums, Its just the way she leaves in it so long, I mean I know she must have to, to evenly distribute the anaesthetic or whatever. It just feels unnatural having a needle inside for so long, it makes me feel unnerved. It should just be in and out. But its better than being able to feel the drill drilling into my teeth. Then an hour and forty minutes later, I have a job interview. I hope I don't drool all over the person/people interviewing me. Drool OR bleed. I'm sure I'll be fine though. I don't feel nervous about it at all, not yet anyway, maybe dentist worries are overriding it for now. I'm kind of excited about it actually though, I've planned what I'm gonna wear and I'm sort of looking forward to it. I suppose it sort of works out perfectly, having the dentist first, I can ponder my interview questions and answers while I'm being poked in the mouth, it'll take my mind off it.

Alright, in other news, I don't think I really have any other news. Its my mams birthday on Friday. And I just realised I don't know how old she is going to be. Last week I had a dream that it was my mams birthday the next day, and I had totally forgot and was getting dead stressed over it. Then I woke up and was like "phew, thank god it was just a drea.. OH crap, it is my mams birthday soon!" SO that was a pretty good reminder really, thanks brain! Now I just have the boring lumbering and difficult job of buying a present. Does anyone have any ideas? I always buy chocolates or earrings, I don't think I can afford perfume. I might get flowers, that might be nice. Umm yeah. Its a good little group of this towards the end of this week, Valentines has rolled around again, the year went fast, I can't believe the person who sent me roses last time still never told me who they were. I'm a little sad! I really hoped I would find out at least a few months down the line, but I guess its not meant to be. The more time passes since it happened, the more hope I lose of ever finding out. If I get anything this year, I'm not gonna tell anyone about it. I'm gonna stop talking about this now. Pancake day after that, goddamn I love pancake day! I love pancakes, but they day really reminds me of my grandad, he used to make the best pancakes ever for me, I would always sit at their big old rectangle dining table, and he would bring me in pancake after pancake as he made them, I would eat them with golden syrup and lemon juice, every time without fail. Aw. Those were good days. Birthdays, valentines and pancakes, definitely a nice combination of things.

Its raining outside, it feels like its been raining all day, but mostly its just been raining since the afternoon. I hope it stops by tomorrow, though if not I'll have a good excuse to wear the jacket my cousin gave me for Christmas, that has a gigantic furry hood. Ha! Screw you rain.
I got my own library card the other week, I haven't had one since I was a kid, every time I went with my mam recently, if I seen anything I wanted, she would just get it out for me. In the end I decided I might as well get my own. Its really cool and has a picture of Stockton festival on the front which is ace, its of a woman dressed in white in a really big hoop skirt, swinging around on what looks like a pole vaulting pole. Imagine if it had been the Belgian acrobats though, I would have definitely taken that as a sign and done something about my crush on him. (p.s http://www.lamaisonducirque.be/fr/repertory/95/VANDERLINDEN-Jokke&letter=V )
I know I'm getting totally repetitive with this now, I'm like a broken record. I'll shut up about him for good now, promise.
SO anyway, while I was at the library the other day, I got out "The bell jar", It was a bit of a fluke really, I was wandering around waiting for my mam to finish, and it was one of the only books I seen that I recognised, so I figured that with it being well known, It might be pretty good. I'm upto chapter 10 or 11, I can't remember which, but I do quite like it so far. Next time I'm at the library I'm gonna just pick a book at random, its silly only going for ones I've heard of, I'm not gonna find hidden gems doing it that way am I? I'm looking forward to finishing it anyway, I'm curious as to what happens.

Writing (typing) a blog again doesn't feel that weird, considering its been a long time. Maybe it just feels longer than it has been. Also I just discovered the other day that I have my first follower! Exciting, thankyou for following me!
I just left the blog for ages cause I just couldn't be arsed to write one, and I couldn't think of anything to write about. I suppose I just wasn't in the mood, and you've kind of got to be, to write. Actually I think that's just me, I have moods where I really want to do things, then after doing a block of it, I get bored and move onto something else. That's what happened with the papercutting I was doing, I actually did loads a few weeks ago, loads of little cuttings and stuff, but after exhausting it, I haven't done it since. I think that basically sums up ME. Maybe that's why my life is such a higgle piggle, in parts, e.g, a career. If only there were a job I could do, that was something completely different every few months? That's why I didn't go to uni, I reckon. I could never commit to studying one thing for however many years, cause When I finish, I would probably want to do something else different altogether!
ohh but oh well. If everything in my life fails, I'll go to one of my dreams jobs, cleaning sky scraper windows in New York.

P.s, I forgot to add, I booked my hairdresser appointment today, Im getting my fringe back on friday, whoohoo!

Saturday 6 February 2010

Gravity rides everything

might just be the single most beautiful song I have ever heard. *swoon*

I appear to have abandoned my blog over the last week or so. I'll come back around soon.