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change; there is nothing nothing nothing. ignorance is bliss and forgetting is a way of life. pick & mix vs pick & choose.

this time next month, I will be waking up as an eighteen year old.
weeeeird.

well, i'm currently sat on the sofa on my laptop with wireless internet :D greatest thing ever tbh. however, you know full well this is going to mean staying up until 2am on a monday morning to wait for tai tv.

i kid of course. that would make me crazy and i am anything but.

i start at au naturale tomorrow. they offered me the job at the interview, which was pretty good of them. it's like a real job, with induction and training and actual protocol and, wait for it, FEMALE MEMBERS OF STAFF (there is one guy working there apparently. meg told me to hope that he was cute. so i will). they even have a human resources department!! it's definitely a far cry from the sham of a workplace that was world of water. also, borders is right next door, with starbucks of course. so, i figure if i can't work at borders, working next door is the next best thing.

i'll get 40p less a week than what i got at w.o.w but i'll be working an hour and a quarter less wtf? (working at world of water = slave labour obv) but it will go up when i turn eighteen and then i'll be getting £5.70 more a week. i'll be working four hours saturday, with a half hour break and then the same on a sunday. compare this to w.o.w where i worked nine and a quarter hours with forty five minutes break.

i feel like i've been neglecting my lj recently D: so... hey, big update!
it was jenna's birthday at the weekend. me, jen and meg spent friday night at adam's in timperley. scared to touch anything seriously. it was like a hotel room. we ate junk food and watched the birdcage, and then watched the end of footloose and danced. we had our own bedroom and bathroom, and apparently there was a sauna but we never saw it D: we all went our seperate ways afterwards, meg went into manchester with her mum, and me and jenna headed back to piccadilly on the tram. i caught the train to warrington central and went shopping with my mum. the new shopping centre is really good actually. the topshop is pretty good, bigger than chester but not as fancy as manchester. got some amazing shoes for the prom. black and shiny super high heeled slingbacks. i love them so much.
meg came to mine later on and we went to pat's for jenna's birthday round II with paul. we watched some truly excellent tv and ate more junk food. we also made the patented super bed, although it was not quite as super as last time because the super futon had gone and we had to use my crappy futons.
sunday was jenna's actual birthday and we had a present opening morning fuelled by bacon sandwiches (or egg in meg's case) and we left around oneish. me and meg watched the final of pussycat dolls; the search for the next doll and although i knew who was going to win, it was still disappointing. then meg & i decided we needed some nutrition, like actual nutrition in the form of salad and vegetables so we made a super!salad with chicken and ciabatta croutons. my new dream is to have a cooking program.
on monday i went for my interview and got the job =D. also went to see potc3. it was pretty good, i don't think it deserved the slating it got. we all know sequels are never going to be as good. then my mum bought two new sofas from dfs. apparently half the l6 who have gotten on our bus this whole year work in dfs.

study leave is driving me crazy, and revision stresses me out. roll on summer for sweet hangs and trips to the city.

just less than one week ago, I quit my job as it was horrendous.
now I'm on my way to an interview for a new job.
wish me luck :D

driving on runcorn expressways is scary.
you know that scene in clueless where di accidently finds herself on the freeway? yeah.

something's wrong and I don't like it. I hate days where I feel like I've barely seen anyone.


edit; nothing's right. what the fuck happened really? why do I spend over half my time being made to feel as though I've done everyone in the whole fucking world a great injustice in some way or other? and why is it acceptable to make me feel that way?

I'm going to sleep. just leave me alone. please.

well, the night before last me and jenna decided to go to frodsham, so i could take pictures of the streets for art. we decided to take the bus. needless to say, we waited for a bus for a very, very, very long time, because transport in runcorn is shit. while we were waiting, we took some pictures as you do. it was okay, because the weather was well nice.

( now i'm stuck here with your photograph )

a bus came, but it wasn't going all the way to frodsham, and the creepy bus driver said there'd be another one at ten past seven. he lied. at half past seven i rang my mum, and she took us :D. took some pictures, walked the whole way around frodsham, had some chips and then some bournville ice cream, and my dad picked us up.

wonderful meg is going to lend me her pretty pretty top for saturday :D.
came online to print pictures. shitlisted the fact that i knew i was going to get distracted. got distracted. the end.

oh wow, work dramaramas going down today. those guys all gossip and bitch more than any girls i've ever met. it was all to do with me obv. but it's sorted now i think. oh well.

also, one of my fish is sick.
and so is meg. bless them both.

i, on the otherhand, am quite chirpy today. so chirpy in fact, that i put on my customized joy division tshirt and straightened my hair and took some pictures.
( because looking away is the new looking directly )

party on saturday yay. hope meg is better.
hurrah for new sisky icon. i have a proper crush on him right now.

well, this was a pointless post.

i love how i can smell the barbeques being lit up, and how i can sit around in a skirt eating orange ice lollies. i am obv very very british. the first sign of sun and i'm practically at the beach. last may.

alison's party last night. what fun it was. rikki and jim never fail to make me laugh. skanked with alison to the used dear lord. everyone on the dancefloor for s club 7. doing dance routines to the jackson five. fucking raving to god knows what. commenting on people from high school who i haven't seen since 05 haha. swapping high heels. being fucking metal lol. doing crabs on the grass. wandering around for a taxi at one in the morning. coming home and eating doughnuts.
( ain't no party like an s club party )
excellent night all round with excellent people. this holiday is pretty sweet so far. unfortunate that next week will have to be spent working.

bright eyes in london with meg in the summer y/y?
i love how she has a toothbrush in my house now.

oh gabe saporta, you have stolen my heart!

fall out boy/cobra starship/shiny toy guns last night. after getting to piccadilly and deciding to get a taxi because 1) i couldn't entirely remember which way to go and 2) we couldn't be bothered walking, and braving the swarms of itsy bitsy scene girls [the queue was so, so, so long dear lord] we got inside. stayed behind the sounddesk as usual in the apollo.

( some worshipping of carah faye )

( some excitement over cobra starship )

( some love for fall out boy )

it took approximately forever to get out of the venue. we went round the side and waited for my dad who was lost haha. stood outside the pub. watched with amusement the young girls with armfuls of bootleg posters [a huge picture of pete with 'fall out boy' written down the side?] all clamouring to get to the front of the barrier to get them signed. no chance in hell sry girls. this guy started talking to us who had been sat in A&E at the hospital earlier in the day, next to dirty [he'd been thrown into a table the day before or something. his elbow is totally smashed up]. and he gave him free tickets and the invitation of a drink later haha. idk. we talked to them for a bit.

and then we went home. after some trouble with the car. it's obviously just jealous that we've bought a new one so it refuses to be cooperative now.

( today, it almost felt like summer )

random walks and finding the nicer parts of kingsmead.
wandering down by the river without shivering.
lounging around waiting for the bus.

my art exam is moving on. i feel quite confident about it, and for this i am so thankful.

currently in love with; young love & shiny toy guns because i love to dance. and also the sounds and the way they make sunny days seem even better.

CANCER; for someone who doesn't like to lose control, you're playing with fire. an emotional or financial situation is too intense to handle and, like a lot of people now, you're tempted to wash your hands of the whole affair. that might be wise.

IAWTC!

i just spent the whole night revamping my myspace instead of writing my critical response for art [only four hundred more words to go! x_x]. so, seeing as i wasted all this time, you may as well go and check it out, right? go on, i dare you.
in other news, english literature coursework is all over and done with now [imagine that! college work!] so i can concentrate all my stress on art. coursework deadline is friday after next and then we get our exam the following monday. asdfghjkl.
i need more brat pack movies.

i thought i loved you but it's just how you looked in the light
jenna randomly came to my house before she went to nicola's to see her dad. i taught her how to bake fairycakes. everyone seemed shocked because it's pancake day. does this mean no one is allowed to make cakes?

i've got a lot to update with, so shoot me.

[i well forgot to resize some of these pictures, from about gym class heroes onwards. sorry. very picture heavy.]

so, in chronological order;

saturday january 27th; emma's eighteenth birthday party

pictures of pigeon's penis have been omitted for [mental] health reasons. but thanks to meg's comments there is now rob lowe p33n in the comments, so watch out.


rachael's expression oh my god.

( crashing not like hips or cars, no more like p-p-p-parties )

sunday february 4th; cute is what we aim for take 2

shaant pulled out the week before due to a sore throat/not being able to talk bless him. so meg & i went back the week after for the rescheduled show. cute is what we aim for = ftw!



( you have a jump in your step, but a rip in your rep )

friday february 9th; gym class heroes

it was snowing and we thought we weren't going to get to manchester, but we did! and we got a taxi from the station to the academies because it was so cold and we are lazy.

( we have to party all night )

saturday february 10th; son of dork

surreal. and crazy haha.

( eddie's got twennyseven kids and he doesn't know! )

monday february 12th and tuesday february 13th; sleepover with meg, and chester with meg and luke.

chinese [again haha], talking, shopping, 80's films.

( restitch my old jeans and take the old ones out back )

wednesday february 14th; dentist and date.

( valentine's )

and the rest of my week goes something like...

today & tomorrow; work, work, work, work. more work. and then borders, starbucks, and cinema with meg. dreamgirlsssss <3.
saturday; actual work. like, the place where i am employed.
sunday; mum's birthday. work.

I am at home and I'm painting. I have free time. I can come home and go hai sketchbook! without having to worry about war lit revision. hurrah!!