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better than yours
Dec. 14th, 2008 | 11:57 pm
mood: 
happy
music: Bob Dylan - Lay Lady Lay (my sooong hehe)
Went to Amsterdam again with Angus, 3-6th December :) Stayed on a botel, yes, a botel, a boat that is a hotel. I was ill the whole time due to it rocking about lol but i stilled loved it.
Going to the panto on Christmas Eve with Angus and all his family. Cousin Simon is staying over the festive period, so will be good catching up with him :) No idea about New Year, will be 1 year and 8 months for Angus and i on the 1st!
January 5th Angus' brother is getting married in Inverness, so i am really looking forward to that too :)
Going to see Bob Dylan with Angus and his mummy and daddy too!
Met The Mighty Boosh in November, went back to their hotel, bought MJ and a few others (team rad) drinks and had a wee cheeky line with noel and jullian in the loos, classy lads!
I love you Angus.
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lemonade
Oct. 29th, 2008 | 10:17 am
mood: happy
I love/d Amsterdam.
I love/d Wheatus.
I love Angus
:)
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(no subject)
Aug. 18th, 2008 | 05:39 am
Haven't updated this, again, in a very long time but i honestly don't feel the need to.
Amsterdam 27th til 31st Augsut
Start back at college 1st September - got the 1st week off already cause i've done it all before, yas!
Wheatus 23rd October
The Mighty Boosh end of November.
Happy happy happy houuuuuse (L)
Amsterdam 27th til 31st Augsut
Start back at college 1st September - got the 1st week off already cause i've done it all before, yas!
Wheatus 23rd October
The Mighty Boosh end of November.
Happy happy happy houuuuuse (L)
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We'll meet again...
Jan. 20th, 2008 | 10:42 pm
mood: happy
So, i haven't updated this in 2008 yet so i am doing so right now.
New Year was pretty shite - stuck in my bed alone drinking raspbery crusha - hello 08.
I haven't managed to do so many things as i have planned at the start of the year due to having the cold, then the flu then loads of other really crap problems with my health - I hate Christmas and all the cold with it, please do not come back ANY TIME SOON.
I've been to the cinema a few times, the usual Orange Wednesdays :)
For Angus' 21st i'm taking him to Calella. It's all been booked up and paid for by me and we are both really looking forward to it. Finally i get to share it with someone and not just go get steamin' out my face and trample home at God knows what hour then sleeping all day missing out on other things i could be doing there. Yeah of course we will get steamin' and trample home at God knows which hour but this time it will be different. I want to try go into Barcalona as much as i can and see things i haven't before too. In March i'm going with my college so i can plan places to go then. I wanted to take him to Italy but it's way too expensive so we decided to go somewhere i know and somewhere that will be safe for a first time holiday :).
NEXT contract ran out and i had an interview for Cineworld, they will get back to me within 3-4 days so i NEED to get this job.
I'm extremely happy.
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(no subject)
Dec. 31st, 2007 | 05:39 pm
I've forgotten what it feels like to dance around with friends you love and feel amazing. It's a distant memory.
2008 doesn't make me feel excited. Somehow i don't really think it will be an amazing year.
Happy New Year everyone.
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...
Dec. 22nd, 2007 | 05:51 pm
something aaaiiint riiiiiiight
ill again
works alright
stuffs alright
ill again
works alright
stuffs alright
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(8)I just want you for my own(8)
Dec. 14th, 2007 | 03:24 pm
mood: 
loved
music: The Starting Line - I'm Real
JODI JODI JODI - WASN'T EVEN THERE AT THE ART SCHOOL LAST NIGHT!
Her mother booked the wrong flight home, so she will be back Saturday.
Anyway, Arty was actually really good, enjoyed myself thoroughly. Went with MJ, Terry, Andrew and MJ's new guy Chris who is dead nice. Went to a party which was also surprisingly enjoyable - it was PACKED! Managed to leave no bother at 6amish and got myself on the first x25 bus i could get. Didn't take any nonscence which made me feel so much better through the night and right now. Already had my sleep!
ANYWAY
WORK
HOPEFULLY A BEVVY
TOMOROW - LOCH LOMAND!!!
I've got it so fucking good right now - I actually fucking love you Gus!
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(no subject)
Sep. 26th, 2007 | 03:59 pm
bitter.
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:)
Sep. 17th, 2007 | 12:45 am
Couldn't be happier.
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Paul McKenzie
Sep. 14th, 2007 | 01:29 pm
This entry is dedicated to Paul McKenzie my hamster. No matter how sad this is i need to write about it lol.
I actually love that wee hamster SO SO SO SO SO FUCKING MUCH. He is actually best wee pet i've ever had. Paul is actually so unbelievably funny i really can't get over it.
Gus and I woke up today, y'know just waking up an that then i stood up and looked at wee Paul's cage. Paul had actually dragged all the newspaper and cotton bedding etc out of his house and now it is taking up all his cage on the bottom floor where he has made himself a wee cove to sleep in and he even has a bit of flyer ripped as a door typed thing - i am not fucking kidding on. His red house is now where he stores his food. Then he started tidying up around his newly built house and has the cage in good order.
WEEE PAAAUL A LUFFFF YEEEEEW!
hahahahahahhahahaha
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Appreciation
Jul. 19th, 2007 | 03:03 am
mood: 
ecstatic
I've just been pottering around, reading things, watching things and all of a sudden i had this rush of excitement and giddiness that overwelmed me.
GUS IS ACTUALLY FUCKING AMAZING.
Everyone who has a boyfriend says, "Oh my boyfriend is the best boyfriend you could ever have.", but actually when you think about it, Gus actually IS. He is the best boyfriend someone could have right now in Glasgow and I have him. ME, and don't i know how fucking lucky i am this time.
Yeah...that's it :).
x
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New Found Glory
May. 2nd, 2007 | 05:24 pm
NFG was hilarious.
I have a wee boyfriend too.
The end.
x
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The Skin of My Yellow Country Teeth
May. 1st, 2007 | 04:42 pm
I've had the best few weeks of my life so far and i would like to thank everyone who has been in it.
I'm actually, madly, butt-crazy about Gus.
WOOWOO
x
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My Celebrity Look-alikes
Apr. 2nd, 2007 | 07:52 am
mood: 
pissed off
My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.
Audrey Tautou - Amelie.
ME.
Pressure. No not Pressure at the Arches, I'm under pressure.
Audrey Tautou - Amelie.
ME.
Pressure. No not Pressure at the Arches, I'm under pressure.
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(no subject)
Mar. 22nd, 2007 | 07:04 am
mood: 
content
I do not expect anybody to read that entire thing at all, fuck knows what i was thinking writing millions. Even the style of the writing chops and changing, fuck knows why! Anyway photographs inside.
( barcelona march 1 to 3 2007 )
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March 16-17th 2007.
Mar. 21st, 2007 | 09:03 pm
mood: happy
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:)
Mar. 3rd, 2007 | 12:38 am
location: BARCELONA BABY ;)
I´m in Barcelona right now.
I went to Calella today.
I want to go back now.
Summer time i am going to stay there for maybe 3 weeks.
Go to Sonar in Barcelona first, then go to Calella for 2 or 3 weeks.
I want a job more than ever now, i don´t care.
Sometimes you need these type of things to kick my arse.
I wish EVERYONE was with me right now.
Calella is opening up a club called "europic" or something and is going to be dedicated to electro dance and techno FUCKING YES!!!! YES! That means Calella is going to have everything i will ever need in it now.
AAOOOWW!
xxx
I went to Calella today.
I want to go back now.
Summer time i am going to stay there for maybe 3 weeks.
Go to Sonar in Barcelona first, then go to Calella for 2 or 3 weeks.
I want a job more than ever now, i don´t care.
Sometimes you need these type of things to kick my arse.
I wish EVERYONE was with me right now.
Calella is opening up a club called "europic" or something and is going to be dedicated to electro dance and techno FUCKING YES!!!! YES! That means Calella is going to have everything i will ever need in it now.
AAOOOWW!
xxx
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(no subject)
Jan. 31st, 2007 | 09:50 pm
my fucking dad had my phone the whole time!
arg.
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Pick Pockets
Jan. 31st, 2007 | 02:57 pm
I went to the Buff last night, took ket, it was terrible, freaked out, then went to the place where i first met Kim. Was fun!
9am went job hunting, managed to get a h&m application form and something about an interview on valentines day.
Went to my daddys work and annoyed him for a while, bumped into Trudi went to Sainsburys for lunch and then got my fucking phone PICK POCKETED from my fucking jacket!
This has happened to Sainsburys alot recently they said, full of shoplifters and pick pockets. The person turned my phone off and everything and Sainsburys called the police blah blah blah, got some good banter from the staff, then went home.
Still awake. I don't feel that tired actually.
So i don't have to repeat my fucking pick pocket stroy i'll do a blog on myspace.
xxx
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(no subject)
Jan. 14th, 2007 | 11:20 pm
I don’t smile inside, not as wide, anyway. My thoughts won’t leave me. They linger, like ghosts, hovering near consciousness. More often than not, they become solid and tangible, they allow my mind to touch them, to feel them. They are front and center. But they belong to the past - these thoughts. They are memories, and they confuse me. I have lived these moments, witnessed them, been there for the real thing.
I have this thing about memories. I like having a living memory strand. I like to look back at being in love and see the flashback of images and feelings of times gone by. I like the idea that each day continues this thin strand of new events that continues all the way back to the beginning. A long strand of the good and the bad. But relationships change, people change, and the strand is altered. The cut-off of new memories connected with that time is difficult for me. There are not new memories to make connected to those others, not in the same way. New memories carry the burden of being related, but not connected. There is a break, so to speak, and the former strand is now only a warehouse of what was. As they say, things change. Things are never as they were. You can celebrate these memories and their passing, their joy, but only when you’re ready to give them the emotion they contain. I am not yet ready.
I realize new memories with the same people can happen, will happen, and they can be positive and good. Very good. Even better, perhaps. This is only a mental diagram to explain what I’m thinking. I may also give the impression I am not looking forward. I am. I am looking forward so hard it hurts. Maybe I’m trying too hard. Maybe it’s just got to happen, to come naturally. But to look forward you have to see where you’ve come from and I guess I’m one to look back more often than might be necessary. I guess I’m still mourning and the memories won’t leave me alone.
These memories sometimes make me smile and sometimes make me cry. Some day I expect them all to make me smile, when the experience is far away and the timeline stretched out until memory becomes distant and reality blends with some idyllic version of the truth. I’m sure the first memories we made have already reached that point to some extent, anyway. But I am looking forward to those moments, those days when the box of trinkets I collected: the cards, the pictures, the post-its with doodles and scrawled funnies on them - can make me smile more than they make me cry.
So, when do you stop being in love? Whenever you’re ready.
I have this thing about memories. I like having a living memory strand. I like to look back at being in love and see the flashback of images and feelings of times gone by. I like the idea that each day continues this thin strand of new events that continues all the way back to the beginning. A long strand of the good and the bad. But relationships change, people change, and the strand is altered. The cut-off of new memories connected with that time is difficult for me. There are not new memories to make connected to those others, not in the same way. New memories carry the burden of being related, but not connected. There is a break, so to speak, and the former strand is now only a warehouse of what was. As they say, things change. Things are never as they were. You can celebrate these memories and their passing, their joy, but only when you’re ready to give them the emotion they contain. I am not yet ready.
I realize new memories with the same people can happen, will happen, and they can be positive and good. Very good. Even better, perhaps. This is only a mental diagram to explain what I’m thinking. I may also give the impression I am not looking forward. I am. I am looking forward so hard it hurts. Maybe I’m trying too hard. Maybe it’s just got to happen, to come naturally. But to look forward you have to see where you’ve come from and I guess I’m one to look back more often than might be necessary. I guess I’m still mourning and the memories won’t leave me alone.
These memories sometimes make me smile and sometimes make me cry. Some day I expect them all to make me smile, when the experience is far away and the timeline stretched out until memory becomes distant and reality blends with some idyllic version of the truth. I’m sure the first memories we made have already reached that point to some extent, anyway. But I am looking forward to those moments, those days when the box of trinkets I collected: the cards, the pictures, the post-its with doodles and scrawled funnies on them - can make me smile more than they make me cry.
So, when do you stop being in love? Whenever you’re ready.