The day has finally dawned! Today I will begin the gruelling task that is tidying up and packing to move out. The house I will be moving into (which is actually owned by my parents) just needs a quick lick of paint on Sunday, and then Monday I can start moving all my stuff over!
There are two main reasons I'm looking forward to this:
1. This move is going to be a lot more permanent than the last one was. I was in Parkwood for 9 months, and I still had to move the expensive stuff home in the holidays to be on the safe side. The House (it's just so much easier to distinguish it with a capital letter) will be the place I call home for the next three years (at least), so I will get to slob out slightly. Well, slightly more.
2. Dependent on circumstances, this move will also be happening for Boy. Admittedly, his course will only be another year while mine is another three years; however, if all goes well, I should be able to house-share with Boy. YAY!
Life's not all a bowl of cherries though ... the whole 'tidying up' side of things is going to take a considerable amount of time, and to see most of my worldly possessions in boxes will probably be a bit odd. However, I'm determined to make this work, no matter how many times the respective parents ask if we've thought through everything and we're still sure. I know I can't wait to live in the House with Boy, and I hope he feels the same way ... I suppose, in the end, all anyone can do is just wait and see.
Friday, June 08, 2007
I have no excuse for the horrendous lack of updating. I really will try harder.
The thing is ... it's weird, but a blog just doesn't seem all that significant any more. Me and Luke have been seeing each other for nearly 8 months now, and it just seems ... weird. Not the fact that we've been seeing each other for 8 months. That bit is AWESOME. The bit that's weird is the bit where I'm moving out of Uni.
That means I've been living in this house, in this room, for 9 months of my life. It's not been the nicest of rooms by all means - there's a big burn in the carpet, a gift from the previous occupant, and the walls are a tasteless shade of beige - but I spent a long time making it my own. And now, after packing everything up and taking all my posters and photos off the walls ... it looks sad. It looks like what it is - a student room. But for the last 9 months, it's been my home. And, sad as it is, I'm going to miss it.
Although, if I'm being honest, I am looking forward to moving back home. I'll no longer have to pay to do my laundry, my room will be purple again, and I'll be able to sleep in my big, soft, comfy double bed again. Uni beds are officially awful. And no, it's not just mine. ALL uni beds are horrid. The housemates confirm this.
But never mind. There's no point in dwelling in the past (although I do wish I'd taken some more photos of my room as it was ... maybe I'll ask Delphine if she can e-mail me some of the photos she took of my room). It's time to look to the future ... and at the moment, my future holds three more years or study, a boyfriend who I'm crazy in love with, and a comfy bed. And that's the most important thing.
The thing is ... it's weird, but a blog just doesn't seem all that significant any more. Me and Luke have been seeing each other for nearly 8 months now, and it just seems ... weird. Not the fact that we've been seeing each other for 8 months. That bit is AWESOME. The bit that's weird is the bit where I'm moving out of Uni.
That means I've been living in this house, in this room, for 9 months of my life. It's not been the nicest of rooms by all means - there's a big burn in the carpet, a gift from the previous occupant, and the walls are a tasteless shade of beige - but I spent a long time making it my own. And now, after packing everything up and taking all my posters and photos off the walls ... it looks sad. It looks like what it is - a student room. But for the last 9 months, it's been my home. And, sad as it is, I'm going to miss it.
Although, if I'm being honest, I am looking forward to moving back home. I'll no longer have to pay to do my laundry, my room will be purple again, and I'll be able to sleep in my big, soft, comfy double bed again. Uni beds are officially awful. And no, it's not just mine. ALL uni beds are horrid. The housemates confirm this.
But never mind. There's no point in dwelling in the past (although I do wish I'd taken some more photos of my room as it was ... maybe I'll ask Delphine if she can e-mail me some of the photos she took of my room). It's time to look to the future ... and at the moment, my future holds three more years or study, a boyfriend who I'm crazy in love with, and a comfy bed. And that's the most important thing.
Friday, April 20, 2007
No update for a month. Wow. That's new levels of slackness even for ME.
However, seeing as it's late, I'm tired and I have work tomorrow (oh yeah, I have a job now!) I shall keep things brief.
- Luke and I have been seeing each other for six months, and I love him more with each day. To show him this, I made him a monkey from the Build-A-Bear Factory. He's called Leonard. Luke looks adorably like a two-year-old every time he hugs Leonard. I think I'm officially whipped.
- Tiny Dynamite and Under The Blue Sky went very well. Well, in practice. I'm not so sure I did too well on my portfolio. In fact, I think I may have done it horribly wrong. But that's beside the point - I got a 69 for my practical (operating the two shows), I KICKED ASS doing it and I got some lovely thankyou cards and presents from my Directors and Stage Managers, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
- Next term's project looks like it's going to be AWESOME. I've not devised anything for ages, so I'm looking forward to it. Plus me and Owen get to stage fight. Hells. Yes.
- Doctor Who is BACK and am I currently waiting for the fourth episode, Daleks In Manhattan (reminiscent of Snakes On A Plane much?). I'm hoping it's not going to disappoint me, although to be fair the first episodes have been consistently better than the previous episodes, so it's going to have to tail off somewhere. On the other hand, Helen Raynor was a good writer for Torchwood, and (odd-looking pig-men aside) it looks like a relatively good episode ... especially as there might be a nice bit of Doctor-angst in there. Always good to see.
- My bedroom is still a bit of a mess, although I have made progress in cleaning it up.
- We have a new housemate in Our House - Hanaa. She seems nice.
- I've finally been persuaded to join Facebook. God help me.
- And finally, I have a job. Nothing huge, but it is a specialist job which will look good on my CV. I'm an assistant seamstress at a shop in town called Jeans N Things - basically, I take up jeans which are too long. Doesn't sound like much, but it's actually quite difficult, especially since the machines are one step up from the Singer crank-handle machines. I mean, they LOOK like the Singer crank-handle machines, just without the crank-handle. They do have foot pedals.
Hopefully I won't wait a month for the next update. I'm just ... y'know. Lazy.
However, seeing as it's late, I'm tired and I have work tomorrow (oh yeah, I have a job now!) I shall keep things brief.
- Luke and I have been seeing each other for six months, and I love him more with each day. To show him this, I made him a monkey from the Build-A-Bear Factory. He's called Leonard. Luke looks adorably like a two-year-old every time he hugs Leonard. I think I'm officially whipped.
- Tiny Dynamite and Under The Blue Sky went very well. Well, in practice. I'm not so sure I did too well on my portfolio. In fact, I think I may have done it horribly wrong. But that's beside the point - I got a 69 for my practical (operating the two shows), I KICKED ASS doing it and I got some lovely thankyou cards and presents from my Directors and Stage Managers, which made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
- Next term's project looks like it's going to be AWESOME. I've not devised anything for ages, so I'm looking forward to it. Plus me and Owen get to stage fight. Hells. Yes.
- Doctor Who is BACK and am I currently waiting for the fourth episode, Daleks In Manhattan (reminiscent of Snakes On A Plane much?). I'm hoping it's not going to disappoint me, although to be fair the first episodes have been consistently better than the previous episodes, so it's going to have to tail off somewhere. On the other hand, Helen Raynor was a good writer for Torchwood, and (odd-looking pig-men aside) it looks like a relatively good episode ... especially as there might be a nice bit of Doctor-angst in there. Always good to see.
- My bedroom is still a bit of a mess, although I have made progress in cleaning it up.
- We have a new housemate in Our House - Hanaa. She seems nice.
- I've finally been persuaded to join Facebook. God help me.
- And finally, I have a job. Nothing huge, but it is a specialist job which will look good on my CV. I'm an assistant seamstress at a shop in town called Jeans N Things - basically, I take up jeans which are too long. Doesn't sound like much, but it's actually quite difficult, especially since the machines are one step up from the Singer crank-handle machines. I mean, they LOOK like the Singer crank-handle machines, just without the crank-handle. They do have foot pedals.
Hopefully I won't wait a month for the next update. I'm just ... y'know. Lazy.
Monday, March 19, 2007
I'm starting to hate all this work.
Next week, I'm doing the sound for two shows at the Gulbenkian - Under The Blue Sky, and Tiny Dynamite. That means I'll be in the Gulbenkian from 10-10 Monday and Tuesday, and then all of Wednesday, Thursday and Friday evenings. On top of this, I have a 2,500 work dramaturgic case study to write by next Friday, a sound portfolio to put together, and I've just been asked by the director of another show (The Choice, which is on this week) if I would mind helping out backstage for her show because one of her stagehands has dropped out. That means being in the Gulb tonight, Wednesday evening, Thursday evening and Friday evening.
In order to be able to fit all of this in, I've decided I'm going to have to forego one of two luxuries:
- Sleep
OR
- Seeing Luke
I know that I need my sleep. I know that if I don't get enough sleep I get cranky, I can't concentrate and I'm generally not a nice person. But I also know that if I don't see Luke for just one day, I miss him. I miss him so much it hurts. And that, dear reader, is far FAR worse than missing a couple of hours sleep here and there. I would rather not sleep than not see Luke because of a couple of stupid plays. It's bad enough that I won't see him for four days because of Choir Camp. I'm not going to forego seeing Luke over this. I love him too much.
However, I do think I'm going to have to make some crumble to keep us going for the SFX soc screening of Batman and Flash Gordon tomorrow ... cherry or pineapple ...?
Next week, I'm doing the sound for two shows at the Gulbenkian - Under The Blue Sky, and Tiny Dynamite. That means I'll be in the Gulbenkian from 10-10 Monday and Tuesday, and then all of Wednesday, Thursday and Friday evenings. On top of this, I have a 2,500 work dramaturgic case study to write by next Friday, a sound portfolio to put together, and I've just been asked by the director of another show (The Choice, which is on this week) if I would mind helping out backstage for her show because one of her stagehands has dropped out. That means being in the Gulb tonight, Wednesday evening, Thursday evening and Friday evening.
In order to be able to fit all of this in, I've decided I'm going to have to forego one of two luxuries:
- Sleep
OR
- Seeing Luke
I know that I need my sleep. I know that if I don't get enough sleep I get cranky, I can't concentrate and I'm generally not a nice person. But I also know that if I don't see Luke for just one day, I miss him. I miss him so much it hurts. And that, dear reader, is far FAR worse than missing a couple of hours sleep here and there. I would rather not sleep than not see Luke because of a couple of stupid plays. It's bad enough that I won't see him for four days because of Choir Camp. I'm not going to forego seeing Luke over this. I love him too much.
However, I do think I'm going to have to make some crumble to keep us going for the SFX soc screening of Batman and Flash Gordon tomorrow ... cherry or pineapple ...?
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Yikes.
At least this time there is a lgeitimate reason for my horrendous lack of updating. I have been so busy I've barely had time to eat, let alone write my blog. But yesterday, thankfully, everything was sorted out. The ins and outs are too complicated and lengthy to go over (and, quite frankly, I can't be bothered), but suffice it to say everything is now hunky-dory.
Boy and I will be celebrating our five-month anniversary on Friday. Hooray!
Went to visit Grandma and Grandad over the weekend for Grandma's 75th birthday ... that was fun. Saw Auntie Di and Pauline as well. All is good. They can't wait to meet Boy.
Not much else to report. I have been THAT busy.
However, I AM getting very excited by the return of Doctor Who. EIGHTEEN DAYS!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
At least this time there is a lgeitimate reason for my horrendous lack of updating. I have been so busy I've barely had time to eat, let alone write my blog. But yesterday, thankfully, everything was sorted out. The ins and outs are too complicated and lengthy to go over (and, quite frankly, I can't be bothered), but suffice it to say everything is now hunky-dory.
Boy and I will be celebrating our five-month anniversary on Friday. Hooray!
Went to visit Grandma and Grandad over the weekend for Grandma's 75th birthday ... that was fun. Saw Auntie Di and Pauline as well. All is good. They can't wait to meet Boy.
Not much else to report. I have been THAT busy.
However, I AM getting very excited by the return of Doctor Who. EIGHTEEN DAYS!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Life is BUSY.
The past week has been horrid. My Sound project was handed in on Thursday, and my Research Portfolio was handed in on Friday. I had several production meetings for the 4th year plays on both of those days, as well as on Monday and yesterday. I've got meetings today, tomorrow and Friday. And I just don't have enough TIME.
On the plus side, my new laptop will be delivered back home tomorrow, meaning that I can go home on Friday evening and transfer all my files from the PC at home onto the laptop. Yay!
Today, Boy and I will be having pancakes. Technically, Pancake Day was yesterday, but I was so busy and so wiped by the end of the day we agreed to have them for dinner today. Yum.
Apparently I talked in my sleep last night. Boy was woken up by me saying "It's a fork" and then, after a brief pause, "I'll sort it out later". We then spent half an hour this morning trying to work out what I might have been dreaming about at the time. The most popular theory was that I dreamed I was on Ready Steady Cook ... which would definitely have made sense ...
I need to tidy my bedroom up. I've got an hour before my next meeting, so I'll spend an hour on my bedroom now and another hour on it later. Should be anough to be able to see the floor again.
The past week has been horrid. My Sound project was handed in on Thursday, and my Research Portfolio was handed in on Friday. I had several production meetings for the 4th year plays on both of those days, as well as on Monday and yesterday. I've got meetings today, tomorrow and Friday. And I just don't have enough TIME.
On the plus side, my new laptop will be delivered back home tomorrow, meaning that I can go home on Friday evening and transfer all my files from the PC at home onto the laptop. Yay!
Today, Boy and I will be having pancakes. Technically, Pancake Day was yesterday, but I was so busy and so wiped by the end of the day we agreed to have them for dinner today. Yum.
Apparently I talked in my sleep last night. Boy was woken up by me saying "It's a fork" and then, after a brief pause, "I'll sort it out later". We then spent half an hour this morning trying to work out what I might have been dreaming about at the time. The most popular theory was that I dreamed I was on Ready Steady Cook ... which would definitely have made sense ...
I need to tidy my bedroom up. I've got an hour before my next meeting, so I'll spend an hour on my bedroom now and another hour on it later. Should be anough to be able to see the floor again.
Monday, February 12, 2007
I'm taking a leaf out of my friend Katie's book. Until Friday, this will be my new homepage.
EXCUSE ME, MISSY.
You'd better be coming online for something constructive. You have a LOT of work to do and procrastinating isn't going to help anyone. So unless you are doing any of the following:
- Checking your kentmail for important e-mails
- Double-checking referencing styles
- Making sure you don't have any overdue books at the library
GET OFF THE INTERNET AND BACK ONTO MICROSOFT WORD, YOUNG LADY!!!
Let me remind you exactly what you have to have done by the end of this week ...
- 1300 words of Research Summary
- 700 words of Criticising A Dramatic Essay
- 500 words of Self Evaluation
- ONE PAGE of 'What I Did On My Trip To Orbital Sound'
- TWO PAGES of Examining Sound In 'Cirque Du Soleil'
- Research on 'The Intruder'
- Justification of Sound Cues
- Evaluation of Group Work
- And LOTS AND LOTS OF PRODUCTION MEETINGS
Get your arse in gear.
EXCUSE ME, MISSY.
You'd better be coming online for something constructive. You have a LOT of work to do and procrastinating isn't going to help anyone. So unless you are doing any of the following:
- Checking your kentmail for important e-mails
- Double-checking referencing styles
- Making sure you don't have any overdue books at the library
GET OFF THE INTERNET AND BACK ONTO MICROSOFT WORD, YOUNG LADY!!!
Let me remind you exactly what you have to have done by the end of this week ...
- 1300 words of Research Summary
- 700 words of Criticising A Dramatic Essay
- 500 words of Self Evaluation
- ONE PAGE of 'What I Did On My Trip To Orbital Sound'
- TWO PAGES of Examining Sound In 'Cirque Du Soleil'
- Research on 'The Intruder'
- Justification of Sound Cues
- Evaluation of Group Work
- And LOTS AND LOTS OF PRODUCTION MEETINGS
Get your arse in gear.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
I love Wednesdays. It's the only day of the week that I have entirely free, and the first day of the week that Boy has nothing to do. Consequently, we usually spend it together, and today was no exception. We had a good lie-in this morning (and a good schnuggle), followed by lunch at Dolche Vita (lunchtime restaurant in Keynes - don't have the prawns) and then a mosey into town for some shopping. I bought food (including Pop Tarts and Nesquik ... mmm ...) and some shiny clothes from H&M; Boy bought food and Seinfeld series 4 on DVD. He's a happy bunny.
Next week is The Big Week. I have so much stuff planned for next week it's unreal. Monday is going to be a day for Doing Work (and by Work, I mean my Research Summary of 1300 words which I haven't started yet and must be in next Friday). Tuesday is also a day for Doing Work, but the evening will be spent watching the new series of Life On Mars (hell YEAH!) over at Boy's house. I suspect there will be either pizza or chips and dip for consumption. Wednesday is St Valentine's Day (WOE) in which the day will be spent Doing Work and the evening will be spent watching Rich Hall at the Gulbenkian and laughing heartily. Thursday is the day the Sound Project is due in (despite the fact that no-one actually knows what we're supposed to do for it ... oh well, we'll figure it out tomorrow) and in the evening I shall be going to see a production of Oleanna at the Gulb. Friday is the day the Research Portfolio is due in (eep) and also mine and Boy's four-month-anniversary.
Again, surprisingly little to report besides that. Apart from the fact that Boy is awesome and fantastic and amazingly amazing ... but that goes without saying.
Next week is The Big Week. I have so much stuff planned for next week it's unreal. Monday is going to be a day for Doing Work (and by Work, I mean my Research Summary of 1300 words which I haven't started yet and must be in next Friday). Tuesday is also a day for Doing Work, but the evening will be spent watching the new series of Life On Mars (hell YEAH!) over at Boy's house. I suspect there will be either pizza or chips and dip for consumption. Wednesday is St Valentine's Day (WOE) in which the day will be spent Doing Work and the evening will be spent watching Rich Hall at the Gulbenkian and laughing heartily. Thursday is the day the Sound Project is due in (despite the fact that no-one actually knows what we're supposed to do for it ... oh well, we'll figure it out tomorrow) and in the evening I shall be going to see a production of Oleanna at the Gulb. Friday is the day the Research Portfolio is due in (eep) and also mine and Boy's four-month-anniversary.
Again, surprisingly little to report besides that. Apart from the fact that Boy is awesome and fantastic and amazingly amazing ... but that goes without saying.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Woe. Too much work and not enough time, evidence or essays to critique. You would think that there would be a relatively large amount of stuff on the Internet or in the library about the conventions of Restoration Comedy. I mean, conventions. Stock things that every Restoration Comedy has. I can list you some conventions of Shakespearean plays - the disguised ruler, the fool, the intelligent female. So why can you not find ANYTHING on Restoration Comedy?! Gah.
My problem at the moment is I just don't see the point of it. Why research something if there's actually nothing you can research? 'The Rover' is not only a mediocre play at best, it's also pitifully written about. If anything is written about it, it's written about the playwright Aphra Behn, who was one of the first successful female playwrights. Nothing seems to be written about it in comparison to other Restoration Comedies. Gah.
In other news, it's Boy's 21st birthday today. We went to The Venue last night (Pirates vs Ninjas night) and had some drinks, went back to his house for 2am pizza and coke, went to town today for a roast dinner at Wetherspoons, and later on I'm going back to his for cake. Mmm.
For some reason, I have nothing much else to report. I appear to be in intellectual and imaginitive stalemate. Damn.
My problem at the moment is I just don't see the point of it. Why research something if there's actually nothing you can research? 'The Rover' is not only a mediocre play at best, it's also pitifully written about. If anything is written about it, it's written about the playwright Aphra Behn, who was one of the first successful female playwrights. Nothing seems to be written about it in comparison to other Restoration Comedies. Gah.
In other news, it's Boy's 21st birthday today. We went to The Venue last night (Pirates vs Ninjas night) and had some drinks, went back to his house for 2am pizza and coke, went to town today for a roast dinner at Wetherspoons, and later on I'm going back to his for cake. Mmm.
For some reason, I have nothing much else to report. I appear to be in intellectual and imaginitive stalemate. Damn.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
You know those epiphanies you have at a stupid time in the morning when you're trying to sleep? Here's one I had earlier.
I've never really had a Best Friend. I've had a fair few Good Friends, and a small number of Very Good Friends, but no-one has really qualified as Best Friend. Most of the friends I've had have been there for convenience. I had some Very Good Friends in secondary school, but none of those have left me any cause to remember them, fondly or not. It's just a simple fact. I've enjoyed their company and I've held them very dear to me, but now that I don't see them I feel no real sense of loss, nor do I feel the need to stay in contact with them. There are some friends I do still see (mainly Choir Friends, who automatically have their own status because I see them so rarely) and whom I still feel strongly about, but again I get the feeling that if we parted company for one reason or another I wouldn't really feel too strongly about it. I was hoping that my first year at university would finally give me a Best Friend, and funnily enough it has ... but not where I was looking.
See, what I realised at Stupid O'Clock in the morning was that my Best Friend is Boy. And I know it's cheesy and cliche and saccharine, but it's true. Because, thinking about it, while I adore all of my University Friends, and while I have some Very Good Friends in most of my housemates, I still get the feeling that I wouldn't exactly be devastated if I never saw them again. But when I think of Boy, I can't imagine what my life would be like without him. I can't see my future without imagining him in it. I want to make him happy and I can't stand it when he's upset about something because it upsets me too. It's a new feeling for me, a completely exhilerating and terrifying one. It terrifies me that I feel this strongly because I've never felt like this before. It's scary and it's weird but at the same time it's wonderfully simple. I love him and I just don't know what I'd do without him.
I'm scared of all sorts of things. I'm scared of losing him, I'm scared of making him scared (ironic much), I'm scared of spending too much time with him and I'm scared of spending not enough time with him.
Maybe it's because I've finally found my Best Friend. Maybe it's because I've finally found the most amazingly amazing Boyfrend ever.
Either way, I don't want this to end.
I've never really had a Best Friend. I've had a fair few Good Friends, and a small number of Very Good Friends, but no-one has really qualified as Best Friend. Most of the friends I've had have been there for convenience. I had some Very Good Friends in secondary school, but none of those have left me any cause to remember them, fondly or not. It's just a simple fact. I've enjoyed their company and I've held them very dear to me, but now that I don't see them I feel no real sense of loss, nor do I feel the need to stay in contact with them. There are some friends I do still see (mainly Choir Friends, who automatically have their own status because I see them so rarely) and whom I still feel strongly about, but again I get the feeling that if we parted company for one reason or another I wouldn't really feel too strongly about it. I was hoping that my first year at university would finally give me a Best Friend, and funnily enough it has ... but not where I was looking.
See, what I realised at Stupid O'Clock in the morning was that my Best Friend is Boy. And I know it's cheesy and cliche and saccharine, but it's true. Because, thinking about it, while I adore all of my University Friends, and while I have some Very Good Friends in most of my housemates, I still get the feeling that I wouldn't exactly be devastated if I never saw them again. But when I think of Boy, I can't imagine what my life would be like without him. I can't see my future without imagining him in it. I want to make him happy and I can't stand it when he's upset about something because it upsets me too. It's a new feeling for me, a completely exhilerating and terrifying one. It terrifies me that I feel this strongly because I've never felt like this before. It's scary and it's weird but at the same time it's wonderfully simple. I love him and I just don't know what I'd do without him.
I'm scared of all sorts of things. I'm scared of losing him, I'm scared of making him scared (ironic much), I'm scared of spending too much time with him and I'm scared of spending not enough time with him.
Maybe it's because I've finally found my Best Friend. Maybe it's because I've finally found the most amazingly amazing Boyfrend ever.
Either way, I don't want this to end.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
God, I'm tired. And for no apparent reason, either. This sucks! I had a lie-in today until half twelve, had a nap from six til about nine, and I'm still absolutely knackered. I don't get it.
I've also got a play, three chapters and a reading pack to get through before 10 o'clock on friday morning, and I STILL don't know what I'm supposed to be doing for my Stage Practice module, and the lesson is tomorrow. Not impressed.
Boy is currently out with friends at pub. I like that we can still do things with our friends and not need to be with each other 24/7.
GAH. Why am I so TIRED?!
Am going to tidy up some more, then get an early night.
I've also got a play, three chapters and a reading pack to get through before 10 o'clock on friday morning, and I STILL don't know what I'm supposed to be doing for my Stage Practice module, and the lesson is tomorrow. Not impressed.
Boy is currently out with friends at pub. I like that we can still do things with our friends and not need to be with each other 24/7.
GAH. Why am I so TIRED?!
Am going to tidy up some more, then get an early night.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS
- Stop biting my nails. (Check - started that one two weeks ago, actually. Haven't bitten them since!)
- Buy more Old School Doctor Who DVDs. I now have An Unearthly Child, The Daleks, The Edge Of Destruction, Spearhead From Space, Genesis Of The Daleks, City Of Death and the TV Movie. I'm going to aim for an average of two a month - this time next year, I should have 24 more to add to my collection!
- Tidy up more often and stay tidy. My room is always a comlete TIP.
Happy 2007, everyone! :)
- Stop biting my nails. (Check - started that one two weeks ago, actually. Haven't bitten them since!)
- Buy more Old School Doctor Who DVDs. I now have An Unearthly Child, The Daleks, The Edge Of Destruction, Spearhead From Space, Genesis Of The Daleks, City Of Death and the TV Movie. I'm going to aim for an average of two a month - this time next year, I should have 24 more to add to my collection!
- Tidy up more often and stay tidy. My room is always a comlete TIP.
Happy 2007, everyone! :)
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