December 2010
New Year's Eve, and a career change.
Today I am going to Castelló, the town where I studied, to spend NYE with my mates, who I met at Uni. Last year’s party was so good I’m afraid no other party we ever hold will live up to the level of euphoria and happiness we felt that night. It was that good, seriously. Also, I recall stumbling back to my flat at 8 in the morning and feeling totally positive about a year which has...
swift
The holidays are going away pretty swiftly. I have less than a week left here at home and I really, truly, don’t want to go back to Liverpool. Not yet. I am just so happy here. I passed my exam, so I am finally a graduate (yay), and I spend time with my mum and dad, and I meet up with my friends, and we go on nights out and I sleep in my bed, and all I have to worry about is nothing. I look...
FUCK YEA
I’m finally a graduate.
Aww I miss being a scene kid I do.
mum
maintains that sunscreen is just as good as any moisturiser and won’t buy me any. Which is fair play, since I’m only home for two weeks and a half. But anyway, this leaves me putting sunscreen on in December. In Europe.
The Walking Dead
I have always been into apocalyptic stories — the thought of how would I act did the world come to an end, or what would happen with the world did everyone die has always interested me. Thus, I read A Planet for the President or The Road (this last one being an amazing read, I can’t recommend it quite enough), and read and watched (The) Children of Men. I have read many other books...
help
My parents are making me watch Elf. With Will Ferrell. Please, oh, please God. Be gentle.
Edit: my indie muse Zooey Deschanel is there. And she’s dyed her hair blonde. Oh dear Zooey, the things you had to do to become a famous actress.
or maybe
I could just put on my big girl panties and stop fucking moaning and mopping and being such a drama queen.
me me me.
I find it funny
to put Rihanna’s Umbrella and Chris Brown’s Forever together in a playlist. Cos I’m hilarious, the bad kind of.
sometimes
it is fucking hard to move on, and right when you are pretty much sure you got it, something, whatever, happens, someone says a word, you see a picture, you have a fucking dream, for fuck’s sake, and you are pretty much back to square one and wondering whether it is ever going to be all right and you are not even sure any more and you are in this unjustifiable mood and you just want to cry...
ha
Mum was like,
Ain’t that skirt a bit short? Wear ‘em a bit longer, you’ll look better.
And then I was like
And then I said:
I’LL WEAR WHATEVER I WANT COS I’M 22 AND I LOOK GRE-FUCKING-AT.
love you mum and I have missed you loads.
I hate when I tell a nigga I just hopped out the...
-jasmineblu:
Then they say “Without Me??”
Yes , Niggga. Without’cha ass.
aha too real.
man
This New Year’s Eve the slut-o-metre is gonna go through the roof. Booooooooooyah. Wish I’d looked this good last year when I was single and ready to mingle. Ah well.
Above sea level, shooting stars.
I am back home (yay). Situation here isn’t as bad as my paranoid mind had led me to believe. Yes, things aren’t certainly as good as they were like two or three years ago before the crisis started, and probably they will never be, but my parents are fine so I am fine. Money-wise, as I said, things will never be as good as they were but whatchagonnado, Dad is 53 and chances of him...
Stem cell transplant cures HIV infection. →
coketalk:
This is wonderful news, but as it involves both HIV and stem cells, I already know how evil fucks like Glenn Beck (ed: don’t know who this is but I imagine and think of others who are probably just as evil) will spin it.
They’ll say that homosexuals with AIDS are vampires who have to suck the life force out of unborn babies to survive.
You think I’m kidding, but I’m not. Just...
Bollocks
Incredibly, while I was writing that last post where I said goodbye before going to Spain, the house was getting broken into, and I didn’t realise. As I said before (well, I think I have), I live at the very school, in the nursery. The nursery is a house and we live on the top floor, where there is a flat for the teaching assistants who come from abroad. It is French girl and me living...
Everything is alright
Like Motion City Soundtrack sang, “Everything is Alright”. I have been meaning to write on here, but with Tumblr being down my inspiration went away and only now have I been able to sit down and put my thoughts in order.
Life here goes on week by week, without much change. I have finally set a date on my exam (the 21st of December), and I spend every weekend with Matt. I feel bad for...
Meh
Tumblr is working like shit today, it lwon’t display half of the pictures. Utter mehness.
The double standards
Yesterday, a teacher at the school told me how some parents have complained after seeing their beautiful, precious, irreplaceable child’s teacher having a glass of a wine on a Saturday night out in town.
The mere fact of being hinted I can’t have a social life because during the week I teach children is enough to make me go into overdrive. Let me make this clear — I drink. I...
I hate this article *so* much. →
coketalk:
Keeping romance alive in the age of female empowerment? Are you fucking kidding me? This kind of shit drives me crazy.
Yet again, the underlying assumption here is that women are the ones who have to coddle a man’s delicate sensibilities. Am I the only one who sees that the condescension is inherently worse? Am I the only one who thinks this is a men’s issue and not a women’s issue?
...
Haha
So this girl adds me on Twitter, I’m like, why not, this could be cool. One day she says she isn’t taking condoms from the anti-teen pregnancy club, and I tell her to enjoy her STD (safe sex is NOT a choice, it’s what you have to do!). She tells me to get fucked. Turns out she’s one of those crazy fools who don’t believe in pre-marital sex and are anti-choice....
