I'm nothing without my influences.

Sister care packages to help deal with a mid life crisis at the age of 20 inculding vitamin E facewipes and Montezuma vegan chocolate truffles. Two of the best things in the world.

My sister> yours.

All Style And No Substance, You're Flesh Without Bone

I'm pretty sure Dolce and Gobanna are using my univeristy as a backdrop for a fashion shoot.
There is a link I could make about fafshion and brutalist archtecture being a post modern statement but I really don't want to be that pretencious. I'm already and Art history student. But look out for this kinda thing in the next issue of Vouge:




D&G ♥ concrete.

Cringey Geek out

whilst follwoing mark hoppus and Chad Gilbert on twitter and I saw this:
New Found Glory and Comic Books. Two of the best things in my life
xo

This is ours, ours, ours. This one is ours!

I was a whimp for three hours.
xo

Fix Me

I am sorry to fill you internetz page with this sight but this is what happens when someone has uncordinated as myself wears her housemates square brouges and attempts to walk across aroad when leaving mustard lounge. Its not smart and It's not clever.I am currently sat with a numb mouth but thankfully a full one of straight teeth now thanks to the UEA medical surgery.

lesson learnt from this kids- look both ways
xo

All your artists are just servants of the status quo

From this:

to this:

My essay got finished after much procrastination and help from apryl who proof read my work and assured me it wasn't as bad as I thought. So that's it, no more essays just revision for three exams, until I start my teaching certificate. Above is an attempt to organise my time for the next few weeks for revision purposes. Okay so all the blank spaces are for when I should be revising and the only bits with writing in ah commitments not academic based- i.e workings, shows, friends.


The day of handing in my essay was also the day of Apryl's 21st and Jack coming back from Essex to visit. I rushed to sort my life, her presents and room out for everyone visiting. Tom and Apryl and Jack eventually, came round to eat the cake I made and so I could give apryl her presents. After a few hours in which tampryl went home and me and jack slept on my sofa whilst watching hollyoaks we got picked up and headed to pulse for a birthday meal a drink at the bell. I use to spend alot of time in pulse but nandos has taken over so was nice to eat good food and see some close friends, and Wes being drunk is usually a good sight too. The next day was spent was Jack and James looking at book shops and eating food. The good weather has an effect on my eating habits which you will notice later on. Jack went home, which even though he will ridicule me for this sucks, we spend everyday days together at uni, and when its the holidays we have a month apart from each other. The space is good, and with exams we both need to concentrate but It means I miss him alot.

That night we went to Mustard after eating and watching The Inbetweeners. Charlotte and Georgia were both back from London so I got to see them briefly. I'm not one to write too much personal stuff in public blogs but I am saying this- that night at mustard made me evaluate a lot of things. Since coming back from America a lot of things have changed, some which I'd positively never thought would happened to me. These have had positive and negative effects and I let some get out of control. I'm pretty much over every thing now and have no desire to let it effect me like it did.

After mustard the next day started a theme of meeting with friends in the moderate warmth (its England so therefore its actually not that sunny but we like to pretend) for casual chats, drinks or lunch. Saturday me and James went to pulse then yesterday me and John went to the mad moose for a 'Sunday roast a pint' being vegan this meant a sandwich of tomatoes and olives and juice but it was still enjoyable and good to actually hang out with him seeing as its quite rare despite being so close.

The rest of the week equals working various gigs including propaghandi-sadly tonight is Deathstars- revising in the library and missing JP.
xo

Fuck YOUR Life

The virgin internet in my house has been cut off again, fourth time now. We havn't paid the bill again and can't until our housemate comes back from america. This means no 4od in bed, no wasting hours on pointless internet sites and no blooging. oh well.

If anyone cares about my life then its still based around academia. One more essay to go, two days left and still no actual word count. On top of that I just uttered the words 'red bull really worked, I can write now'. Studying at Tom's house with apryl, and then This is Hell tonight. Nice to know I have my priorties straight, then tomorrow a visit from the north (my parents) are doing an 8 hour round trip just spend the easter bank holiday with me. viva north and viva student life and not paying bills.

One Last Point: 'FML' should only be used if your life is actually at a critical bad state ,not just if your middle class life is boring you.
xo

Dear Portland...

... I couldn't miss you any more right now if I tired.

I got my essay finished, had my last ever class of my undergraduate study, went to mustard two consecutative nights in a row, slept, slacked off and am now back in the library for a week focusing on the FSA photographers and the effects of it. Then thats it no more essays, just three exams and into the real world.

I just wish my plans of moving back to america this summer were possible and I could spend my days walking orbit the office greyound, working for the best organisation ever, eating voodoo doughnuts and buying records on 2nd ave. Instead I need to dramatically plan my life so I don't end up in retail.

xo