Monday 30 March 2009

02.

I'm going to Los Angeles in a few days. I can't wait. A few things that I need to do:

- not get too pissed on the plane home and lose my camera
- prior to getting too pissed, do not say how I do not believe that altitude actually increases the effects of alcohol
- drink far too many Potted Parrots, thus bringing enough parrots home

I just rang Virgin up today and ordered some chocolates and other pressies for my brother for his birthday as he turns 19 the day before we fly which is also the day that we are travelling down to London in the car - not the best way to spend your birthday, so hopefully this will be a nice gift. They bring it to him mid-flight, so at least it'll make him feel special.

I also paid my water bill today, 98 squid. My banks not feeling too good. I need to buy loadsa stuff for the holiday too. 

Need to get on with some work now. I'm also drinking copious amounts of orange juice to try to induce my period haha, I need it to come before I go on holiday when it's due.  Niiiiiice!

Tuesday 17 March 2009

01.

Well this is my first post.

Increasingly, I notice people signing up to 'blogspot'.  As a loyal user of Livejournal for the past 6 or so years, I feel like I am betraying a good friend by creating an account here.  However, I have reasoned with myself that this 'good friend' is only a website and thus shalln't be too upset by my blatant lack of commitment. 

It's beautiful outside today.  I imagine it's cold though - it's got that clear blue skies but bitterly freezing look to it.  It doesn't motivate me in any way though.  I really should be getting on with some work, considering this is the final hurdle and then I've finished University for good, but in reality, I fancy going and taking a walk along the river or, more accurately, going to a pub.

I do want to get all my work done before I go to LA in 17 days.  I think it would take a huge amount of pressure off me and I would be able to enjoy LA without thinking I have AB and C to do when I return. 

Part of me is sad to leave Sunderland.  I have been here for five years, and I've had some really awesome times.  The friends I've made here have been great, and definitely people that I intend to stay in touch with for a very long time, albeit for some over facebook.  I'm going to strangely miss the ridiculous one-way systems of the roads, and the sheer inability of anyone in Sunderland to use lanes correctly.  I will miss McKeith.  Not his sandwiches, just him. He's hot.  I really wish I'd sent him a Valentines card that time.  I didn't though.  I didn't think it would be appropriate since he's probably married.  I'm going to miss sitting in every day and my daily routine of JEREMY KYLE JEREMY KYLE RICKI LAKE RICKI LAKE SALLY JESSE RAPHAEL.  However, that's already been scuppered since they've reduced Ricki to just one show a day. 

Hmmm is it wrong that I'm clutching at straws for what I'm going to miss?  Don't get me wrong, I've loved living here, but it's definitely changed.  Sunderland's not the place I remember coming to.  I can't really explain why, it's just not.

There are, also, so many reasons I'm looking forward to moving away and back to Sheffield.  Initially, I'm looking forward to moving back with my parents, because they are wonderful.  I enjoy spending time with them, they are my best friends, and there's nothing quite like home cooking.  I will also eventually enjoy living in the city centre, because I love Sheffield.  I can't wait to be back among people like Rosy, Amy, Deverick, Cappleman etc.  I want to start EARNING as well. I'm sick of not being able to buy things. I'm considering becoming a legal secretary, I think I'd be fairly good at it. Plus I'd get to sing in the bar after work, yeah? 

So all in all, I'd like to say I was conflicted.  But I'm not.  I can't wait to finish, and I can't wait to go home.