I dunno...Think of somethig cool... Pretend I said it.

Quote: Mal- Zoë, you and Simon gather these bodies together.
Zoë: We got time for grave digging?
Mal- Rope 5 or 6 of these bodies together on the front of out ship. Put Book front and centre. He was our friend and should be honoured. Kaylee, go find that kid kissing dirt with Jesus, we need a figurehead. Jayne, try not to steel too much of their shit!- Serenity outtake.

Album: The definitive Ray Charles- Ray Charles

Song: Paper bag- Anna Nalick

So I don’t know what I’m going to be putting in this update... And at the moment I CAN’T put it up… But of you’re reading it I guess I must have gotten Blogger to work. So this was going to go up on Saturday, but it didn’t. So some of the timing may be a little off. But anyway. Not much has happened to me in the last week. I've been to uni and done all that entails. Made up with my mum, so that’s all sorted now. Um, been to tkd. And is it ironic that the day after I make up with my mum we get the punch bags out?

Um… watched a few films… one a few too many times if I’m being completely honest. Yes Mark, you were right… I have to stop watching it. But, I would like to take this moment to tell you that it’s your fault… You introduced me into the whole thing in the first place!

My room is becoming more room like now… In that although the bed and floor are still visible, the desk is becoming somewhat, um, not…

So I had a nice long chat with Lucy yesterday. Over text, it was on and off over the course of the day. But still, a really long conversation. But it was cool. Would have been nice to have been able to have gone home this weekend to see her, but money is a little tight at the moment. But still, it is only 3 weeks till I'm home for Christmas. Incidentally, there’s less than a month to go till Christmas now. Man this year has flown by.

I’m probably about to commit a crime in some culture now, cos I'm going to be discussing my weight… and as a rule we females don’t tend to do that! Lol.

So one of the modules that I have to do this year is Nutrition and Dietetics. And with this module, we have a course of 3 practicals. And I think I’ve said something about the 2nd one I did, about the food intake. But I cant remember, and I cant be bothered to go online and have a look at my blog and see if I have or not. But I'm pretty certain I did. Anyway, quick recap if I didn’t (or if I did…) I had to look at how much energy per day I was getting, and where I was getting it from. Well, this one was the reverse. Had to work out where I was spending my energy and how much I was spending doing certain tasks. Then comparing that to my BMI and my energy intake from the last practical.

Now, discussing this online with Mark the other day, we have decided that the scale of the BMI is incorrect. According to the scale, I am overweight. Um… WHAT?! Turns out I have to lose all of 600 grams to be classed as normal. You know what? I LIKE these 600 grams. I don’t see the point in dieting to get rid of 600 grams to be classed as normal! I have been the same weight for at least the past year, and it has never hindered me in any way.

Here’s the funny thing though. No matter what calculation I used to calculate the daily expenditure of energy (and believe me there are a fair number to chose from) I always exert more energy than I said I take in. Now, granted, these are 2 separate weeks, and so the activities may be different. But one of the scales is pretty average for the population, and even by that scale I should be taking in more energy cos I'm exerting about 400 calories more a day than I take in… so, with all this in mind… How can I be OVERWEIGHT?! Surely I must be LOSING weight?! And yet I've been the same weight for the past year… quite possibly more. This is a strange scale to me… Bet it was made up by a guy…

Um yeah… that’s all folks! (see… told you I didn’t know what I would be saying in this update!)

My week

So I was doing my own version of research the other day. And thus have conducted an experiment. It’ll be interesting to see the results.

Well, get the normal stuff out of the way:

Quote#1- In Tkd, doing self defence work. Neil was showing us how to get out of a headlock.
Neil: And punch, grab, hell put out his balls (grabs Leo’s (the guy he was demonstration on) leg)
Leo: That’s my leg!
Neil: I KNOW it’s your leg! You want me to do it properly?!

Quote#2- Lucy: I am the superior of the superior!

Album#1- Mozart- Clarinet quintet/“Kegelstatt” Trio/Adigo & Rondo

Book- You Don’t now Me- David Klass.

So I've been to uni. Had some lectures. Had some practicals. Some old same old.

Signed up to be a tour guide for prospective people. Ah, I remember when it was us doing that.

Been to tkd. Finally have my new belt. Only been waiting for it for about 2 weeks! Simon has signed up for it now, which is cool. Means I have someone to practise on… I mean help refine techniques with…

Went to the pub after tkd on Tuesday. Small turnout to normal. Only me, Simon, Alun, Emma, Alianne (? sp), Craig turned up, and then Alianne left early, as did alum. So then there was only the 4 of us. But because it’s us, we still got a pool table! So me and Simon, because we were the 1st 2 there, had a game of pool. Which I lost by 1 ball. And then we had a round of killer, which I WON!!! And then had another game with the balls that were still on the table, which I lost. And then, because we hadn’t used all the balls on the previous game, we played again. 4 balls, 4 people. 1 life. I broke, Emma missed, Simon potted, Craig potted, I potted, and Simon missed, so Craig had to pot the last ball or I won. And he missed. So I won. And then, just cos I could… I potted the ball anyway! So that was cool.

Gave blood. Eventually. See, cos the register has me at my dads address, I didn’t get the letter till 3 weeks ago. And then forgot to bring it back down with me. So I got it when I was home last week. Filled out all the questions, went to the session, and they’re looking over it. And then they realise that the address is from home. So they have to go and print out a NEW form because the registration number for the clinics is different… or something like that. So fill out the form again.

Then it comes to the bit I HATE, of stick a needle in my vein. Yes, I KNOW it’s what they have to do, but I just done like it. So the lass put it in, and I started thinking that it hurt more than what I remembered. And then she was like “oops. I missed the vein.” REALLY?! So tires again. And missed. Again. And I'm lying there thinking OW! OW! HURTS! So she tries again, and finally gets it in my vein! Thank god.

So yeah, gave blood. Didn’t pass out. Which is a step up from last time. Went to get a drink and realised id left my bag over on the other side of the room. So I jog over to pick it up, and all the faces on the nurses are like “What the hell do you thin you’re doing?! You just gave blood you idiot!” Heh.

Had some crazy dreams. Very vivid. The sort where you wake up and think everything in it happened, only you know that it didn’t cos it was just a dream.

My mother is a fucking whore. May she rot in Hell!! Um yeah, not really wanting to go into that. Suffice to say I really don’t want anything to do with her at the moment. She’s meant to be calling me up today/tomorrow to complain about how her weekend was such a hardship because her best friend for 30 years has been giving her a hard time (because that’s what would have happened, it always does when they see each other) and she’ll want sympathy. No. Fucking. Way. Some people who read this know why, the rest of you, don’t worry about it.

Tidied my room. This happened as a result of one of the freaky dreams I've been having. My parents decided to come and visit me on a whim, and all I could think was MY ROOM’S A SH!T TIP!! So now it’s not. Incidentally… did you know that bedrooms have beds? And floors? Possibly a desk? AT THE SAME TIME?! I scare me sometimes.

Planned visit

Quote#1
Mark (brother) (I’ve just realised how often I have to distinguish between all the Marks I know… Why cant ONE of you have a less common name… like Connor?! I mean, Sheesh!) – (talking about Star Wars)- I fell asleep in Episode 1!

Quote#2
Sarah- (to Mark (mate)) (SEE?!)- calm down. You’re almost as bad as Nikki!
Me- HEY!! I’m not that bad!
Sarah- (looks)
Me- Yeah, ok, I am…

Quote#3
This lass behind us at the concert I went to Friday to the security guy: Can you make people sit down? We paid for a seat and can’t see.
Security guy: (Looks at her like she’s insane and walks away)

Album#1: (I'm trying really hard not to put Pink down as one of them…) Faithless- Greatest Hits
Album#2: Garden State Soundtrack
Album#3: (and failing…) Pink- I’m Not Dead

Song#1: (Again I’m trying really hard not to make then all Pink…) The Beautiful South- Meanwhile
Song#2: Frou Frou- Let Go
Song#3: 3 Doors Down- Kryptonite

Lyrics#1: If this is true to life, give me fantasy instead- Meanwhile- The Beautiful South

Lyrics#2: There’s Dallas too, the library
The place they ended Kennedy
I stood where Oswald took his shot
In my opinion there’s a bigger plot- Nice to be out- Stereophonics

Lyrics#3: But that ticket to heaven said to lie in the bed that you make- Ticket to Heaven- 3 Doors Down

So mark (mate) was complaining that I hadn’t updated, so here we go. I have just under 3 ½ hours to write this, cos that’s how long the train journey should take. And depending how long this takes, what I think to write and the rest of it, I may have to finish it off when I get back to Birmingham. Of course if I finish it within an hour, I do have some DVDs to watch too, so we’ll see how it goes.

(As it turns out, it’s jumping all over the place. I may put it into some sort of chronological order before I post, but then again I may not…)

So been to uni. Had lectures. Had practicals. Found out my Thursday practical doesn’t start till week 8, meaning I have another 2 Thursday’s off… well, 1 left now…

Um, been to TKD. The pub after TKD. Found out that guys cannot break for pool, well, ok, Killer. At all. You’ve got me, Emma, Gerard and Alun out, with Neil coming out once he’d sorted stuff out. So racked the balls, and Gerard goes to break. Hits the cue ball… over the triangle of balls, it flies off the table and hits the window pane, about an inch from the glass, and about 6 feet from Emma. So he mutters on about the table, Emma moves over to where I am, in fits with Alun. Gerard breaks again, and the exact same thing happens! So at this point I take to cue off Gerard, cos I don’t wanna risk being bared cos he wants to make a new exit through the window! And I break, and actually hit the triangle, and off we go.

By the next game, Neil has shown up. And we don’t let Gerard break. So we give Alun the cue, letting him break. And I and Emma cannot stand up for laughing so hard when he chips the ball off the table. Granted, not as violently as Gerard, at least he didn’t hit the window. Neil looks at Alun like he’s crazy, and takes the cue from him. Lies up to break, and when HE chips it off the table, Emma and I can’t stand up straight cos we’re laughing so hard. So Neil looks at Emma and says “Lets see you do it then!” so she takes the cue, breaks, and hits the triangle of balls. The look on the faces of the 3 guys! Priceless.

So yeah, I was home this weekend. And unlike the trip home I made a couple weeks ago this trip was actually planned back in, oh, July-ish? About then anyway. So is it ironic that the spur of the moment trip home meant I saw more people than the planned one?!

Don’t you love it when you get a cancelled lecture? An extra hour or so off. Except my lecture was the only on I had between Wednesday 1pm and 2pm Monday, so that makes the equivalent of 5 days off. Of course, because my ticket was only valid on Friday, I couldn’t come home on the Wednesday night. Well, I could have I guess. If I was willing to spend another £40. And well, I wasn’t… I may have done so if I had the cheapest ticket I can buy at the moment.

Train ticket prices are CRAZY! The cheapest Birmingham-Newcastle single Y-P railcard is £7.90!! But yet a saver return is £49.50... Anyone get that?! My mum is going to London in January, standard open return £68. First class open return £120 (I think). Newcastle-London standard open single £10. First class open single £32 (or something like that). You can get 2 single 1st class tickets for less than the standard open return!!

So anyway, I stayed in Brum till Friday, and caught the train up about 6 ½ hours earlier than the one I was booked on. But it wasn’t a “Valid only as advertised” ticket; I was a valid on this day ticket. So Thursday night, I pack and think about getting up at about 9 ish, and getting the 10:30 train to Newcastle from New Street. And then woke up on Friday morning and was on the 9.03 train from New Street.

I ain't been sleeping right for the past month. Not entirely sure why. Maybe cos I grew accustomed to waking up 2 or 3 times in the night, and so to try to avoid that staying up till some stupid time in the morning. Though I did have a couple interesting conversations at that time, so it all pays off I guess. Anyway, it’s getting to the point where average nights sleep is about 4-5 hours. Max. Take Friday for example. I went to sleep at about half 3, and was awake, up and showered for 8. Couldn’t be bothered to wait around for a couple hours, so caught the 8:40 train to New Street to get the 9.03 train home.

5 hours, 2 trains, a bus and a walk is pretty good going from stepping out the front door to stepping through the front door, considering that included a 15 minute wait for the bus home. And 15 minute wait at New Street before the train left. Much better than stepping on the train at New Street, getting picked up at the station and being driven home and it taking 5 hours.

So yeah, got in at my mums for about half 1, grabbed something that could be classed as a snack, and left to go round to dad’s to see if I could find the discs. Oh crap, haven't told that story yet. Ok, quick back-story. At pub after TKD on Tuesday. Just leaving and I see I have a voice message on my phone. “Hey Nikki. It’s dad here. You know how you got your laptop as an exchange for your laptop? Well that pc has exploded. So I bought a new one, and now I need some of the software for it, but I can’t find the discs. I assume they’re at your mums. Can you have a look? Thanks.”

So I’m walking down to the station laughing my ass off. Call him back. He answers the phone, and instead of saying hi etc, the first thing that comes out my mouth is “What do you mean, my computer exploded?!” turns out, Judi had switched it on last week, and smoke started pouring out the back of it. So yeah, my laptop may be a little screwed at the moment, but at least it hasn’t done that! So dad was after the discs that I had for some of the programmes. Now keep in mind the computer in question is actually the one I got for my 16th birthday. These discs could be ANYWHERE!!

So after getting home, I go over to dads to have a look where I think they are. See, I have a draw that locks on my desk at my dads, and when I was back last time, I accidentally took both keys to it back to Brum with me, so you couldn’t get into it. But they weren’t there anyway. Turns out dad was right; they were in my wardrobe at my mums. So he had a fun weekend restoring all his accounts etc back up to date.

It’s nice to know my technology influence is spreading. Oh talking of, I FINALLY met Ken, the guy my mum has been seeing for the past X years. He came to pick my mum up to go get the car that had just been in for its MOT on Saturday, and as I had an optician’s appointment at 11.20 he gave me a life up. So we’re sitting in the car, and he puts the radio on. Silence. Tries another station. Silence. Tries all the channels he’s got programmed into his stereo. Silence on all of them. Mum then starts joking on about my influence with technology. Ken turns the radio off, and about 5 minutes later turns it back on, and they’re playing again. I point out that it cannot be me, cos they’re working.

It’s sometimes amazing how some people can get to where they are and yet be completely stupid at the same time. The date on Saturday? The 11th. The time he picked us up? 11. Is it any wonder there wasn’t anything on the frigging radio?!

So the reason I was home was for a concert on the Friday night. Saw Pink. It was a pretty cool set. And she actually got through a load of songs. See, sometimes when you go to a concert you end up being talked to more than being sang to, but there was the minimum amount of talking. It was mostly singing. The only talking was for introducing the songs, or the reasons behind them etc.

(I’m getting blinded by the sun atm… its not fun… this’ll teach me to write on a train. Though actually come to think of it I was writing on my last train journey to Birmingham. Only that was actual coursework… and kinda important. Anyway, I digress.)

So aye, the concert. Absolutely amazing. The people behind us were a pain in the Mitka though. The sat down, and within about 5 mins of being there ad spilt half a pint of beer down my mum’s back… over her new top… She was not pleased! Seriously, those who have seen me mad, imagine that about 10 times worse, and you’ll still not be anywhere near how mad she can get. And as they kept getting up to buy more drinks, they were getting more and more pissed. And then complaining that they kept having to go to the loo and miss the concert. You would think that answer was simple… don’t drink anything! But the best thing must have been when they complained to the security guy that people were standing up in front of them and they couldn’t see. Um… it’s a ROCK/POP CONCERT!!!!! It’s not the bloody Opera! Idiots…

So yeah had a great time on Friday night.

Saturday was pretty cool. After oh, about 5 hours sleep, helped mum with the food shop. Then had the thing with Ken. Opticians. I'm going slightly blinder, but only by ¼ dioptre in my left eye. It’s just at the point where I'm noticing though. Discussed the possibility of me having contacts. Probably going to set up the trial when I'm back at Christmas. Oh, talking of opticians. My optometrist went to the same uni that I am! so we spent about 10 minutes discussing the differences between what was there with him and what's there now. So that was fun.

Mum took me and Judi shopping in the afternoon. Looking for Christmas presents. Got a cool top. Has sort of an Aimee Mann feel to it. Ish. But cos it’s a Christmas present I couldn’t wear it to the pub last night. :( I hate Coast… I’m about a size 13 in that shop, because we were looking for basks, but the 12’s were too tight, and the 14 were too gappy at the top. Which sucks.

Saturday night went round to Sarah’s. Haven't seen her properly since, um, Rocky Horror? Something like that. So that was cool. Spent about 7 hours or so watching anime. Had a good catch up. So fell asleep at about 3, and was up and chatting to Kev and Lynn for just after 8. Went back to mums briefly, before heading over to dads for the afternoon. Had a nice chat with him last night before heading out to the pub.

Met up with Sarah, Lorna and Mark (mate… obviously), who has lent me some more DVDs. Oh, and made me a CD. So yay. Thanks. And in exchange he got the beer I made. And I would like to take a second to point out I told him he didn’t have to drink it, but he insisted. So if he comes down with some disease or something, it’s his fault for drinking it! Though saying that the people who had some a week ago are still alive, so that has to count for something, right?

Ok, I think that’ll do for this post.

Dear Friend

I don’t really know what I'm going to be talking about today. There’s so much stuff to say that I don’t really know where to start. Still, the king of hearts gave some advice to that, so I think I’ll stick with him.

Ok, so yesterday I was totally bitching on about how we have no room in the fridge. I did… you can scroll down and have a look… go on, I’ll wait. Seen it? Right. Well it turns out someone had bitched to Dave (our landlord) about them being f*****, because I got a call at about 11 or so this morning from him asking if I was in the house cos he’d arranged to have a new fridge and freezer delivered today. I so need to get an email prompt for him… anyway, yeah, we now have a new fridge and a new freezer! Wooop!! And they should be big enough for the 7 of us… just you wait until next week… I’ll be complaining about the lack of space again…

Anyway, me and Simon are sorting out all the stuff, moving things out of the old fridge and into the new one… and we realised that between the 7 of us, we drink 3 different kinds of milk, and that in total there were 10 cartons of the stuff, each of varying filled-ness. Yes, I know that isn't a word, so sue me!

My entire department is expecting. Ok, so that’s an exaggeration. I had 2 lectures today, a 2-4 pharmacology lecture, where the lecturer is about 5-6 months pregnant I’d say. And then from 4-5 had immunology, where the lecturer is just over 4 months pregnant. And it’s a little disconcerting, because Lindsay, the immunology lecturer was my personal tutor last year. And she was lovely. Asking after me when bumping into me in the corridor, inviting us in for a cuppa whenever we needed to chat etc. Anyway, now, she’s a little bit mean… we’re putting it down to hormones, but yeah, she was NICE last year dammit! I was looking forward to having her teach us!

My room is slightly less of a shit tip than it has been for the past, oh, month. I’ve found my iPod! See, I had it when I came back on the train on Monday, and then I realised when I got to uni on Tuesday that I hadn’t picked it up. And then on Wednesday I was in a rush, so it was only on Thursday that I started wanting it. And I couldn’t find it. Turns out it was under a complete pile of what I can truthfully say is complete rubbish. I found it this morning. Completely drained of battery, but then it has been slightly starved for the past week. But it’s better now.

It still won’t update anything from my iTunes however. Which is a bummer. Cos I want to put Anna Nalick on it. I've sorta been listening to that CD for the past week in between everything else I've played. It’s been her, then say Amiee Mann, then Anna, then The Beautiful South. Then Anna… you catch my drift. So yeah, thanks Mark for that.

I’m home in 3 days, 20 hours, 52 minutes… Not that I'm counting it down or nothing… there’s just something about home that I miss when I'm away. Not sure if its one little thing, one big thing, or lots of things meshed together. But there it is.

Have you ever wondered what your reflection sees when it looks at you?

So my printer has managed to fix itself of all the fun games it was playing with me last week. And most of the programs on my laptop are working to their normal state… whatever that happens to be. Slow in the case of one messenger, and crap in the case of another. Oh, but my DVD program decided to pack up and stop working when I was marathon-ing Firefly on Saturday. But that’s sorted itself out now cos I was able to watch Garden State on it no problem yesterday.

But I think my laptop is on its last legs. Every time I turn it on it wants to do a disk check. And so the first time that message came on I let it run. Only to get bored after the about 150th file segment was found to be unreadable, restarted it and skipped the disk check. So now when I turn it on I can’t then go off and do something while I wait for it to load up. I have to be on hand to skip the disk check. I'm actually surprised it’s lasted this long, what with me never actually putting anything all that good on to stop it from being attacked by multi-virus’.

Apparently the ticket office at my station is also a urinal. Not really something you want to see on the way to catch a train really. I'm trying to decide what’s worse, the “Friends” encounter, or that.

If you could meet anyone from any time, who would you meet?

Quote- Ed- There once was a man from Leeds
Who ate a packet of seeds
A bright yellow rose
Grew out of his nose
And his beard was covered in leaves

Um yeah… no idea where that came from, but it’s a cool limerick, so it can be my quote today.

There’s a pub crawl on tonight. But I have only just about got the money for the T-shirt to get me in free to all the places on the crawl; I don’t have any money for any drinks. So it’d be pointless me going. Hence the staying here. Writing… I meant working… yeah…

So a few months ago (I think) I said that my mum wasn’t planning on spending Christmas day with my dad. That we (the 3 kids) were gonna be at hers the 23/24th, and then got o dads on the 25th. Turns out that that is now wrong. And we get yet another occasion where we get to sit and play happy families and pretend that there isn't anything wrong. That they aren’t about to get divorced. I'm too sure if I can do it. Oh sure, come the day I’ll be all smiles and curtseys and be the dutiful daughter. But I won’t like it. And nothing they can do will make me.

See, when my mum first moved out for about 6 months about, oh, 4 and a bit years ago now, I was a mess. I hated it when she was there, because all we did was play happy families. And if we could be such a happy family, what the hell was she doing living in frigging Newcastle?! Course then I found out the reason behind it all. Not that that made the pretending any easier to deal with. It’s just slightly pissing me off. How are we meant to be able to fully move on if we keep having to pretend that nothings changed?

My life is so fucked up right now. Or maybe it’s exactly how its been for the last couple of years, but I'm finally beginning to feel it. Maybe my bubble is cracking. *shrugs*

I’m stopping here. I've reached the end.

So...

Quick note, this would have been up before midnight, but Blogger wouldn;t let me in... so it's ever so slightly out of date now...

Remember, remember the fifth of November,
The gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see of no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent
To blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!

So, I said I’d have an update up soon. And if this goes to plan, this will be a fair length. But we’ll see. Depends how much I feel like writing, what else I think of that I have to do, and how tired I get.

I've had a cold this last week. It’s not been fun. But I think I have finally worked out who to blame for it. And it isn't any of the 3 people I have been blaming since I got it. So sorry to those people, the majority of whom don’t actually know I have this… So yeah, it’s Ed’s fault. I was sitting next to him Monday and Tuesday, and by Wednesday morning I couldn’t breathe through my nose. It was not pretty.

And I got a little worse on Thursday, and I could go into the whole immune response and why that happens, but to be honest I don’t think anyone would care, and to be honest I can’t be bothered to write it up anyway. So yeah, I felt like death warmed up on Thursday. And I ad to go into uni to give a 10 minute power point presentation on ants. Don’t you all wish you were me?! Turns out technology really hates me at the moment though, cos it wouldn’t load up. Which, yeah, was kinda nice cos it meant I didn’t have to talk to 10 people when all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep for a month. The lecturer (Dr. Field, ironic as the report was on ecology no?!) was really nice about it, and said that it was just one of those things that happened and that I’d just have to do it at a later date. Turns out by that he meant the next day.

But that was ok, cos by Friday I was beginning to feel a little better. Didn’t feel like sleeping forever at least. So I went in and gave my presentation on my own for 10 minutes. And then spent about 10-15 minutes listening to him essentially rip my whole experiment/report to shreds. Nice guy huh?!

I may have gotten him back for that by crashing his computer… seriously, it froze. He had to re-start it and everything. Are you sensing a pattern with this whole technology thing?!

We have to write a 3000 word essay on a topic. And the great thing is, it doesn’t even have to be biological. It’s more for the writing essay than for the topic. But anyway, I decided to do mine on depression. It’s just something that I like t write about whenever I get the chance. It’s strange, but sometimes it puts what happened to me in context, you know?

Anyway, so after having Field rip my presentation apart, he then started asking me about this essay that I was going to write. Now bare in mind we’ve known about this task for a grand total of 24 hours or so. So I only had a very rough idea what I’m actually going to be putting into it. So then we spent a good 20 minutes discussing what I should put into it. Things like the genetics of, but also to mention the environmental triggers. And how there’s the 2 main types. And then even go into the biochemistry of what's happening in the brain, and then onto treatments etc etc. And then after this chat, he starts asking if I know of any studies and where to go for others, and then he says “Oh, I might have some reports. Give me a second to look”. He then goes over to his reference material; picks out a couple books and reference material that HE’S used in the past, and was like “have a look over these. Just remember I’ll want them back!” Nice guy huh?!

And as a parting note, he told me that if I hoped to have any chance of passing any exams at the end of the year I had better not have given him my cold. Not that I actually get him for any modules this year and so he won’t be marking anything…

So (It has just occurred to me how often I’ve said “so” in this post already. Sorry about that. I have a question. Last year, there were 5 people sharing 1 fridge freezer. And I normally had enough room in it for all my stuff, with a bit of room to share. Now this year, I haven't been buying much more than what I had last year. Ok, so there is another 2 people in this house. But then we also have another fridge/freezer in this house. My question is this… if there is another 2 people but an extra fridge freezer, why do I not have any room in the fridge for my stuff?! I mean, seriously, I have the smallest shelf anyway and yet people are still using it as an overflow for their stuff. Meaning that when I come to put my stuff in the fridge, there is no room for it. Unless I play jumbo. Seriously. I've had to balance stuff on top of other stuff and then move other people’s thing just to get everything into the gorram fridge!!

I got kinda bored yesterday. Woke up at about 8, and was thinking of what to do for the day, when I noticed my Firefly/Serenity DVDs. And for all my love of the show, I have never actually sat down and watched the series then the film in one sitting. So I did. Well… almost. There was a break for about half an hour when I went for some food and ran into Simon in the kitchen and we got chatting. Turns out he has actually seen a few episodes and has the film on DVD, so I may be lending him my box-set sometime soon. Makes a change form people who have seen the film but never heard of the series.

Though saying that I suppose I was technically one too. I mean, I knew there was a series by Joss called Firefly, and that it had been cancelled after its 14th ep, but I didn’t realise that Serenity was the continuation of the series. Though I do now, so that’s all ok…

Anyway, in chatting on, Simon said that the film took place sorta mid-season in the series… NO!! Very very big no… definitely after the series! Anyone who has seen the series and film knows what I mean. Anyone who hasn’t… well, you should!

I think I may have annoyed a couple of people yesterday when I was watching it though. I kept texting random things… so yeah, sorry guys. And because I was watching the series and film yesterday, all I can think of for quotes is Firefly/Serenity quotes, and I’d probably end up quoting the entire series or something, hence the lack of quotes at the beginning of the post.

My train tickets arrived yesterday, so I’m definitely coming home on Friday. Woop!! And I’ll try to get to see people who I didn’t get to see when I was up 2 weeks ago.

I didn’t realise just how attached some people could get over some items of clothing.

I got an e-mail the other day with qualities that you’re meant to have given the month you were born in. had a quick look to see if I agreed with it or not, and it’s actually sorta freaky how many of the qualities I agreed with…
------------AUGUST--------------- outgoing personality. Takes risks. Feeds on attention. No self control. Kind hearted. Self confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an "everything's peachy." attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. In need of "that someone". Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by "no pain no gain." Caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. "Charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. Stubborn. Curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter.

I’ve totally misread a number of things today. Chatting to Lucy online, and she said “It was windy. I can’t point windy” As in lots of turns. I read it as the weather. I was like, “Well who can point windy?!” Only to realise that it wasn’t the weather at all… About half an hour later I was headed to town to get some food, and read the time the train got to Birmingham as the time the train got to my station. I turn up about 5 minutes before I though it was due, and then by the time I realised that I’d read the wrong line, there was no point in going back home. Se, the thing is, I didn’t just do it on the timetable at home, but on the one at the station too. And that has the station times highlighted!! And I STILL misread it!

And now, I decided to put on Garden State soundtrack, then to put on 3 Doors Down. Looked at the cover, Put the CD on, and only when the music started did I realise that I’d picked up 3DD, and not garden State!

It’s a good job I've got an opticians appointment on Saturday ain't it?! Though the way I'm going I’ll be reading the line above/below the one I'm meant to be reading!

Been listening to a load of music recently. Probably been driving the house mad, but stuff them! Lol. The main reason I ain't put any songs/albums/lyrics up at the beginning is cos I've listened to so much I cant think of what I've listened to. Does that make sense?!

It’s bonfire night tonight. Quite a few displays going on that I can see out my window. Though none as long as last night. This one house had fireworks constantly going off for about 5 hours last night. If not for the date being one off, I would guess they were going for the longest household bonfire night firework display record… if there is one… hmmm…

So way back in, oh, October(ish) 2004, I made a list of 100 things about me. I've been thinking about revising it. But I'm not sure. What do people think? If I was to do it, would you read it or just skip it? Cos I ain't gonna do it of no-ones interested.

Lyrics#1- If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?

I know what I said, but I’m currently listening to that song, and sometimes that’s how I feel. Not sure why, but there it is.

You know how I was saying that I had a TKD grading last week and that I thought I had completely flunked it to a new definition? Turns out I was wrong. Again. I passed. I don’t know to what degree I passed, but at the end of the day that won’t matter until my next grading. (Lol) I still passed. So I am now a 5th gup, or Blue tag, or half way to my black belt... however you want to look at it.

We do a module this year called nutrition and dietetics. Which, oddly enough, looks at nutrition and diet (!) Anyway, last week for a practical in the subject I had to keep a 2 day food diary of what I ate. But it wasn’t as simple simply “Toast” “Chicken sandwich” etc… it had to be everything. So toast became “slice white bread (farmhouse) toasted. Butter. Fruit jam.” And not only did we have to write down everything we ate, we had to put down info about it. Like weight. Energy content. Protein content. Etc. It made me look so bloody retarded about my food!

Turns out that as much crap that I eat, I actually eat ok overall. And that my average daily energy sources are pretty much within 10% of what was thought up in 1991. So naturally since finding that out I've had very little to eat at all, never mind totalling everything up!

I had so much to say when I started writing this. Now I can’t think of the words to put my many many thoughts down. It’s weird. And a little disheartening. My brain is so active it can’t hold a though for more than a couple minutes at most. So by the time comes for me to write it, it’s gone. Hmmm.

My great grandmother died 6 years ago in a couple of weeks. And then my great granddad died 4 years ago a couple of weeks after her. I don’t know why I’m telling you all this. I was just thinking about the time of year that’s coming up. I have a number of reasons to hate it actually, now that I think about it. Not only those deaths, but my parents will have been separated for 2 years in about a month. And by the end of January they’re probably going to be divorced. I'm not saying probably because I thin that they’ll get back together. I'm not naïve in that way. There is no way that they will get cold feet at this last hurdle and get back together.

I say probably because it all depends how long the processing takes. Because their solicitors are saying it’s easier to claim separation from the day the person moved out, they have to wait until the beginning of December for that to happen. Otherwise I think they’d be divorced by now.

It’s strange. I don’t think I'm ready for it. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I know it’s coming, have done for the last 2 years. But its one thing to know that eventually your parents are going to separate and another thing for the date to soon arrive.

Lyrics#2: I hide my head
Here in this paper bag
Cos if I cant see you
Then you cant see me.

Sorta sums up how I've lived my life the last couple years where family has been concerned.

I’ve managed to depress myself, so I’m stopping here. I’ll write some more tomorrow.

Just to say...

There's one in the works. Should be up within a day or two. Definately up before the weekend... Hopefully...