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2007-02-22 07:16:06
Update nonsense
Finally moved out of Halls and into a wee studio/apartment place which is adorable and rocks my socks.  Although, I did get the shock of my life the other day when I got home, really looked at it properly for the first time and suddenly realised that it's painted yellow with maroon borders.  Still, I won't think any less of it for this...
At least it's somewhere to have parties, so that's what I have been doing, thus the last three weeks are a complete haze, and I really have no idea if I've done anything at all. 

Other stuff...things to look forward to:  The Goodies tour (x2, but I'm thinking of making it x3), Scissor Sisters (Paris and London), The Arcade Fire (Lyon) but I'm missing out on Art Garfunkel yet again... I think that fate is trying to tell me that it's just not my destiny to see the great man live. 

Something I totally nicked from Facebook, but it sums up my time here quite adequately:

You Know You've Been in France Too Long When...

1. You respond to questions by shrugging your shoulders and blowing a raspberry. (Gotta love the old over-exaggerated hand gestures.)
2. You panic when you can't find a machine to composter your billet (They fine you on the train if you haven't stamped your own ticket...What the Hell is the ticket inspector for then, I have yet to figure that one out)
3. You are surprised that shops are open over lunch...
4...and for more than 3 days a week (The one and only reason I would ever live in France for a prolonged period would be to have a cushy job where you just don't bother doing any work at all)
5. You wouldn’t dare wear a skirt on a night out  (One of my biggest bugbears...can't even wear them during the day.  I was at traffic lights the other day wearing a skirt and the guy was so busy looking that he totally missed the green light.  You'd think they'd never seen legs before the way they carry on)
6. You find yourself grumbling about the quality of bread and you refuse to buy baguettes in Britain.  (Hear hear.  British baguettes suck - no-one does it like the French)
7. You forget you can now ask a shop assistant for assistance when you get back to Britain  (Don't get me started...)
8. An evening spent in a newsagent with a bar in it sounds like a great night out (And it usually is, especially if there's also table football)
9. You don't laugh at the name Fanny (True, except its usually spelled Phanie)
10. Instead of the latest Little Britain quotes, you and your friends are asking where Jenny is (Okay, this one I don't get cos I don't have a TV)
11. You find it strange people calling you by your real name.  (My name is *not* Kreeeesteeeeen...)
12. You've  gotten used to having a crepe instead of a kebab after a night out (oh Godddd...bakeries that are open at 3am - someone in Edinburgh has GOT to start that before I get back...)
13. It's the gravest insult if someone is saying cheers without eye contact. (The height of rudeness, apparently).

While we're on a French note, I have suddenly realised that the French did actually ban smoking in public places.  That was my one big thing that Scotland had over France - the fact that we had the smoking ban and they did not.  However, they may as well have not bothered, have you ever tried telling the French not to smoke when they want to smoke?? Go figure...

Mood - Hungry
Music - Green Day
Edited - Never

2007-01-31 02:32:19
Got back to Dijon to find it in the midst of a blizzard.  So was treking through enormous snow drifts every day if I wanted to get anywhere, and I honestly thought it was never going to melt.  However, I woke up this morning to find that it had all gone.  It literally went from below freezing yesterday to actually quite sunny today.  I've never been anywhere in my life which has such dramatic temperature changes. 

Uni started back yesterday - I had the grand total of one class.  Have nothing to say about that because university does not interest me in the slightest, I'm only doing this shit because I have to.
Afterwards, got an offer I couldn't refuse from Tyler (no, not that) so went to hang out with him and Ali for a bit, then swung past Marche Plus and bought a insane amount of food.
Thus, have decided to just stop it with the junk food - I always feel ridiculously guilty and kinda crap after I eat it and have realised that I actually feel better after I eat healthily than I do after I stuff my wordhole with rubbish.
Yeah, it's taken me 21 years to figure that one out. 

In other news:

Decided to get a babysitting/tutoring job over here cos since I'm moving into the studio, I'm paying about twice more than what I pay for Halls, plus electricity and stuff and also internet.

Decided that when I graduate Edinburgh with this pointless degree, I'm going to go do another pointless degree in music.  Or something music-related.  But definitely want to study music properly. 

Also decided to stop worrying about money.  I'm only gonna be young once and I really only have a year or so more that I can afford to be reckless and be able to guilt-trip my parents into bailing me out when I over-indulge.  And I have a student loan.  So, yeah, I shouldn't be worrying at all actually. 

On that note, have therefore decided that I will go see Scissor Sisters in Paris. 

I have to write stuff like this down, otherwise I forget it all.  True.

Evidentally decided lots of important things throughout the process of this journal entry.  This is better than a shrink.

Mood - Hungry
Music - Anthem - Blink 182
Edited - Never

2007-01-24 08:36:23
Okay - ouch.
So, I got another tattoo today.  This one is definitely the last one.  All I can saw is 'oooooowwwwwwww....'  Ouch.  It's on my wrist.  I'm not going to try to describe it, cos it'll not do it justice, so I'll wait until I have the technology to put up a photo and then do so if anybody desperately wants to have a swatch.

Other things I have been doing recently:

Friday - Going home on a plane.  And a train.  And a bus.  And a taxi.  (sounds like that George Harrison song 'Any Road'll Take You There')

Friday - Dinner at my friend's boyfriend's house and playing Deal or No Deal (even though I still don't really understand how it's supposed to work)

Sat - Shopping with aforementioned friend and boyfriend for a birthday outfit that would not only be sexy without being too slutty, but also accentuate my boobs in a non-obvious way.  (Totally found it)

Sat - Spending far too much time in my ex-flatmate's new flatmate's bedroom going through her tight drawer, looking for suitable tights (I had her permission)

Sat - Partying it up in a restaurant in Leith/Potterrow

Sat - Dancing like a wild thing. (grrrr)

Since last Monday - Definitely not getting enough sleep

Sunday - Accidentally making Peej's mum cry

Today - Getting inked, baby

That is all. 

Saturday night was awesome and not only did my wonderful mate Katie draw me a horse, but she also made a very lovely speech.  I think I then licked her finger in thanks. I dunno.  I remember a lot of licking going on.  We're a friendly bunch. 

I managed to get a Pocoyo DVD from Claire (freaking score!) and seamonkeys!  And, you know, other grown up stuff. 
Also, Bromwell High on DVD and Scissor Sisters DVD.  (God bless Virgin sales)

I go back to France tomorrow (if I really must - I'm going back to an enormous pile of uni work).  Have been stuffing myself full of Walkers Sensations, mature Orkney cheddar cheese and Irn Bru in preparation.

Mood - Sore
Music - Blink 182
Edited - Never

2007-01-19 02:45:48
Random goings-on
Much of the past couple of weeks has been taken up by attempting to study for, and then sitting, various exams.  I had the last one today, and they seem to have gone pretty well.  I know that I got 73% for my oral exam, so I'm well chuffed about that.

Excuse me while I fight the urge to say that I've always been good at oral.


Birthday was an awful lot of fun.  My lovely friends took me out to lunch and I got an ice cream with a sparkler on it!  The fun never ends for me.  I enjoy birthday, cos people lavish attention on you (egotistical, moi?) and that's always a right good time. 
Going home tomorrow (on a plane - freaking scary) for my Scottish Birthday Celebrations.  I'm having a joint 21st with a friend from uni, we're hiring a Chinese restaurant for the night and then going out for some serious partying.  Should be the night to end all nights.  If all goes to plan.

My lovely and adorable mother and brother chipped in to buy exceedinly expensive Scissor Sisters tickets for my birthday from Ebay for which I shall always be in their debt.  Standing tickets for London on 27th July!  Del Marquis better watch himself...

Oh, and I have new hair.  It's fucking wonderful.  (vain, moi?)  No, it's just that the other colour was beginning to fade and my roots were beginning to show which was looking a bit odd, so I remedied that about 4 hours ago. The hairdresser was unneccessarily (how's that spelt?) rough and violent - by the end of it, I felt a bit violated.  But she did a good job, so I forgave her.

I have to pack for tomorrow...I'm missing a night out tonight cos I have to get up so early.  Suppose I'll really need to preserve my energy for Saturday    (what an awesome smilie, had never noticed it before)

Mood - Tired
Music - Random French rap
Edited - Never

2007-01-11 00:59:52
So, it's my 21st tomorrow and I'm having my annual Birthday Freakout, which has been happening every year since I turned 18...
I don't like getting older. 
21 kinda means I have to be mature and stop all this arsing around, doesn't it?  21 means I have to concentrate at uni and start being studious cos I have to get a decent degree.  I think it means that I can't watch Pocoyo and Balamory anymore.  I think it means that people will start expecting me to Think About My Future.  I even think it means that I can't go "squandering" all my money on Goodies tickets...  I think this means that I have to Grow Up. 
I looked in the mirror this morning - I look about 15.  There's no way in Hell that I'm old enough to be 21.  Freakout Imminent.

On the plus side, I think I'm getting Scissor Sister tickets.  And I get to go home a week on Fri for a joint 'celebration' with a friend back home. 

I'm confused.  I know that 21 is young, but to me it sort of feels much much much older than I am. 


Mood - So-so
Music - Paul McCartney - Scissor Sisters
Edited - Never

2006-12-17 22:14:46
What I want for Christmas:

New Converse
Beatles 'Love' album (I've a feeling someone may be getting that for me though...)
Clue - related stuff (ditto)
A new digital camera (my other one got wet and then broke)
Russell Brand in any way, shape or form
Interesting and fun stuff...?

I can't think of anything can this be?  I need to go get inspiration from somewhere.  I think the best sorts of gifts are the surprise ones anyway.  One of my favourite presents was when I was 16 and my brother bought me a harmonica.  That totally made my Christmas, just cos it was so random, but also pretty awesome.  I'm easy pleased.  I like surprises. 

More important than Christmas, anyway, is my 21st!  Which happens on the 11th of January.  I'm having a number of different celebrations as I'm going to be in stupid France away from my family and friends on my actual birthday day, so I'm having a family thing in the first few days of January, hopefully a friends thing then too and when I get back to France, a major night out. 

It's freezing here.  I thought it was cold in France, but now I'm back on the Scottish coast.  My bedroom faces the sea and last night I thought I was going to freeze to death.  The radiator in my room doesn't work either. 

That could be a good Christmas present.  Something to help me stay warm in bed...

*miles away*

Mood - Christmassy
Music - The original Band Aid
Edited - Never

2006-12-11 02:24:13
I'm not drunk, I'm just Differently Sober
The Weekend for Me:

Friday night:  Molly's 'I'm Getting Wasted, Who Want In?' Night - O'Berby's for numerous shots.  'After Eight', 'Nesquick' - why must they all have such tempting names.  'After Eight' tastes just like drinking a melted After Eight.  This is dangerous for someone like me, as it's so easy to accept the offer of another one.  After some time, I noticed the barman lining up six shot glasses on the bar and filling them with tequila, which made me decide that that would be a good idea.  However, he'd got there before us, as he was giving us all a free shot...silly silly man.  He filled each one with tequila, then placed a wee lemon slice on top, sprinkled sugar (not salt) on top and then deliberately spilled tequila all over the bar which he then set alight, so that the flame travelled along the bar and up each shot glass.  So the lemon was burning.  It was interesting.  Nice man.

Some time later, he gave us another free one.  I cannot remember for the life of me what it was exactly, but I know that it was something (vodka? tequila?) and absinthe.  This one, he did actually set alight, the whole damn thing and gave us straws to drink it down with.  I have photos.  It was ever so pleasant.  You know that way when you're drunk enough not to taste the alcohol?  Exactly. 

Having said all that, it was not a late night in the slightest - I caught the last bus back to campus at about half past midnight.  I'm glad I did, cos anymore would have put me in the TDTF category. 

Saturday:  we all met in Centreville and did a bit of Christmas shopping and basically wasting the day away.  I managed to avoid eating for the entire day (I don't know how, I just kept getting distracted) and by the time I went to do some food shopping in Monoprix, I was in just-about-to-pass-out territory.  I then ate loads which was a bad idea as I was illllllllll.... However, I still managed to haul myself out to shoot some pool with Ali and Tyler where I managed to fail miserably at every game. 

Today:  slept in like a mofo and then lay in bed reading Michael Palin's diaries.  Awesome.  I have nothing to do as all the work I did last weekend will do for the week's cancelled classes.  I'm going home on Friday again for Christmas.  Ooh, and we're having a School Disco themed pub crawl on Wed night cos we thought it would be an idea as the French don't have school uniform.  It'll be all the British students trawling around looking like idiots.  Always fun.

Mood - A bit laid back
Music - listening to ISIRTA these days
Edited - Never

2006-12-02 04:52:14
Remembered a few unrelated and random Clue memories which I want to put on here, for hindsight's sake - I like remembering the random things.  I trawled through Jess's old journal entries about Edinburgh earlier and remembered a whole bunch of things that I'd completely forgotten about and it bothers me that these things just fall out of my mind as quickly as they fall in there. 

- Graeme making a pirate-style 'yaargh' noise.  That was hot.  I hope it gets kept in the show.  The world should not be deprived of the amazingness of that noise.  I still can't quite remember the circumstances, but I remember the hotness. 

- Was it just me or did Tim really say the words 'lucky him!' after he'd sung the lines 'They're changing guards at Buckingham Palace/Christopher Robin went down with Alice'.  I'm almost certain he did. 

- Humph said that Kirstyn was a very nice name.  That was sweet.  I told my Mum and she was very proud of having chosen such a brilliant name for me.
She's good with names, evidently.  I have a brother called Graeme.  We're such an amazingly-named family. 

Hmmm... I remembered a whole lot more today when I was in the laundrette.  I really should have made note of them. 

I've had a weird sort of few days.  I'm being insanely homesick which is quite strange as I wasn't at all homesick when I first moved out here.  But on the train on the way back to Paris, I was actually having to fight back tears.  i'm such a soppy git.  It didn't help that I had to deal with a ridiculous man at passport control who threatened to not let me through because my hair is a different colour now than it is in my passport (I was a blonde back then).  At first I thought he was joking, so I laughed in a sort of hearty 'haha, I get it, now let me go through' way, but he got serious.  I think I reacted badly.  I told him to 'f*ck off' and just went through.  He didn't come after me, but honestly!  You have the same passport pic for ten years!  Did he really expect my hair not to change at all?  Gastard.  Complete and utter gastard.

Yes, so now I'm just feeling a bit crap and wanting to be at home.  It didn't help that I've had a major headache for the past few days.  On top of that, I had a weird incident when I was walking down the staircase in my halls and swinging my keys in a jolly sort of way when they flew off my finger and fell down three flights of stairs to the bottom.  A Frenchman laughed at me, so I glared at him and ran down to get them.  I picked them up and as I stood up, I just heard a massive thud and found myself sprawled on the floor.  I'd hit my head on the bottom of some noticeboard thing, but by God it hurt like Hell.  I could only kneel there going 'Ow....ow...ow...' for ages, luckily nobody else was around - I imagine I looked quite pathetic.  I could feel blood too, and was worried that I'd gone and split the damn thing open, but luckily it wasn't so bad, just a sort of 'Ooooowwwwwwwwwwww' thing rather than anything more serious.  Now, there's a sizeable lump and its a bit tender.  At least if it's gone all red, it'll match my hair...

God, I'm pathetic sometimes.  What a childish tale.  It's like something I'd write in my 'Newsbook' in Primary Three or something. 

So this is why Im feeling sorry for myself.  France makes me bump my head.  I don't bump my head in Britain.  ERGO.... I need to go to Britain. 

OOh, and great news on Goodies tours!  Get in!

Edited to add:

Yes, yay for Goodies tours!  But booooo for being in France...  Sort of forgot about that bit.  I can sense a lot of money being spent in March/April.  Possibly some uni-skiving too... It's all good...

Mood - Ouch
Music - Ouch
Edited - 2006-12-02 05:06:48

2006-11-30 02:19:58
Sunderland Clue
As per usual Jess and Peej have beaten me to it, so I'm going to be a lazy git and not bother doing any sort of write-up, cos they've covered it all and in much better detail than I ever could.
I can't really remember most of it anyway...we were all suffering from a distinct lack of sleep!
I only have random non-G&T related memories to share...

I remember waking up in the middle of the night in Peej's house and realising that there was something in the bed which wasn't me...Before I got too over-excited, I sort of waved my arms around and gave it a volley of abuse (I do hope Peej's mum and dad didn't hear me, I don't think they'd be happy to to hear me shouting 'Get out of my bed, you f*ckwit!)  I realised it was small and furry (this is getting far too filthy) and put two and two together and came up with a cat, which had, by now scarpered and I was left feeling terribly ashamed for treating it like that - sorry Peej!

I also have to admit to making one hell of a mess in Peej and Jess' hotel room, spilling an entire glass of JD and Coke all over the floor, and also dropping numerous mini Scotch eggs and dip and sausage rolls...I know I should be ashamed of myself.  Does this put me in the ranks of people who have 'disgraced themselves in hotels'?  Go on....

The whole week was brilliant, especially the weekend and I really did not want to come back over here.  I can't wait to see the girls again - I think I'm having withdrawals symptoms of varying kinds and degrees.  Luckily I've only got another two weeks until I can reunite myself with British culture again. 

I should probably detail what I got up to during my week at home, but I'll do it another time.

Mood - Sort of annoyed
Music - Nothing cos i-pod is broken
Edited - Never

2006-11-23 09:17:50
And another pointless entry
Because I'm really really bored:

1. Your Porn Star Name
(first pet and current street name)

Beethoven Henrietta

2.  Your Movie Star Name
(grandfather/mother on your mum's side and your favourite candy)

Lesley Toblerone  er..okay.

3.  Your Fly Guy/Girl Name
(First initial of first name/first three letters of your surname)

K Smi  that doesn't work, does it?

4.  Your Detective Name
(Favourite colour/favourite animal)

Red Tortoise

5.  Your Soap Opera Name
(Middle name/city you were born)

Nicola Irvine

6.  Your Star Wars Name
(first three letters of your last name/first two letters of your first name/first two letters of mum's maiden name/first three letters of the town you grew up in)

Smikimcgir - typical, it still sounds Scottish

7.  Terrorist Name
(first name spelled backwards/mum's maiden name spelled backwards)

Nytsrik Gaiccam  Actually, can I change my real name to that? How cool is Nytsrik for a name?

8.  Your Superhero Name
('the', your fave colour/fave drink)

The Red Magners  


Mood -
Music -
Edited - Never

2006-11-23 09:06:46
Because I'm bored...
So I was browsing facebook and found this.  This pretty much sums up my life for the last three years:

How to write a paper in college/university

1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.
2. Log onto MSN and ICQ (be sure to go on away!). Check your email.
3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.
4. Walk down to the vending machines and buy some chocolate to help you concentrate.
5. Check your email.
6. Call up a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a Fresca. Just to get settled down and ready to work.
7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.
8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.
9. Check your email.
10. You know, you haven't written to that kid you met at camp since fourth grade. You'd better write that letter now and get it out of the way so you can concentrate.
11. Look at your teeth in the bathroom mirror.
12. Grab some mp3z off the Internet (legally, of course).
13. Check your email. ANY OF THIS SOUND FAMILIAR YET?!
14. MSN chat with one of your friends about the future. (ie summer plans).
15. Check your email.
16. Listen to your new mp3z and download some more.
17. Phone your friend on the other floor and ask if she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory emarks about your prof, the course, the college, the world at large.
18. Walk to the store and buy a pack of gum. You've probably run out.
19. While you've got the gum you may as well buy a magazine and read it.
20. Check your email.
21. Check the newspaper listings to make sure you aren't missing something truly worthwhile on TV.
22. Play some solitare.
23. Check out
24. Wash your hands.
25. Call up a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started it yet either.
26. Look through your housemate's book of pictures from home. Ask who everyone is.
27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.
28. Check to see if has been updated yet.
29. Check your email and listen to your new mp3z.
30. You should be rebooting by now, assuming that windows is crashing on schedule.
31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for the heck of it.
32. Scoot your chair across the room to the window and watch the sunrise.
33. Lie face down on the floor and moan.
34. Punch the wall and break something.
35. Check your email.
36. Mumble words that cannot be written here.
37. 5am--start hacking on the paper without stopping. 6am--paper is finished.
38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.
39. Go to class, hand in paper, and leave right away so you can take a nap.

Mood - Excited for Clue
Music - My mum doing an impression of an old fat man
Edited - Never

2006-11-19 20:41:24
I made it back to Scotland with only a little (okay, a LOT) of confusion in Paris Gare Lyon regarding how in the world I was supposed to get to Gare du Nord in half an hour.  Luckily, a very nice French man directed me and I somehow managed it, but I don't know how and I probably couldn't do it again.  To change stations at London, I got a taxi (after almost failing at the Metro, there was no way I was trying to work the London Underground). 

I now ache like a mofo.  I was travelling non-stop on buses, trains, metros and taxis, carrying an enormous suitcase, my laptop and a bag filled with bottles and other miscellanous *heavy* stuff, for over 12 hours.  I've discovered muscle pain where I didn't even know I had muscle. 

I'm going to see David Mitchell and Robert Webb tonight.  Very very exciting indeed.  I just hope we don't miss the last train from Glasgow.  It's not a pretty place to be stuck in overnight.

Mood - Tired, but happy.
Music - My flatmate has Radio 2 on
Edited - Never

2006-11-17 23:28:29
Halloween, Hookah bars and Haircuts
1.  Halloween was a very very good night out.  We started off doing shots (so much cheaper and more fun than normal drinking) in O'Berby's and then went to somewhere that claimed to be having a Halloween party across the road, but really the French don't do dressing up at all.  It was very cool.  People kept on buying us drinks.  I don't really recall much about the night, but I have such incredible photos, so I can sort of piece it together.  We ended it with our usual 4am pain au chocolats on the way home.  I really love nights out over here, but this one was amazing cos everyone was in a going-out mood.  And I got to be a pirate!  Which is always fun.  I want to start dressing like that everyday.

2. The day after Halloween was a national holiday, so thankfully I didn't have to go to uni.  I had a lazy day, then me, Tyler and Katie had fajitas at her house which were immense! I hadn't eaten that well since I got here and I haven't eaten that well since that night.  Then we went on the the hookah bar and met up with all the Manchester uni kids.  It was so much fun, totally totally relaxing.  We were smoking a rose-flavoured one first and then an apple flavoured one.  They sell all sorts of fancy tea there so me and Katie had something which translated literally as 'prostitute tea' which amused me greatly.  It was a fun night and a good way of relaxing after the madness of halloween.

3.  I had a haircut yesterday.  It looks about a million times better than it did before, so I'm happy with it.  I'd go as far as to say that I actually look good.  I've been experimenting with liquid eyeliner recently, and have finally found out how to do it properly.  So I'm happy with me at the moment *touches wood* I'm planning on getting a lipring when I go home, so I'm praying that doesn't go wrong.

Speaking of going home...I'm going home tomorrow!  I've just been looking to make sure that I know where and when I have to be to get all the trains in time.  i'm completely freaking out cos I've given myself an hour and a half to change stations at Paris, but now Im beginning to think that that's not enough.... the lady in the train station said it would be adequate, but now I'm worried.  Fingers crossed!  Wish me lucK...

I'm seeing David Mitchell and Robert Webb on Sunday night and then Clue (or should I say 'Sunderland LoveFest 2006'...?) a week later.  Hopefully it'll be a good week!

Mood - Very excited
Music - The White Stripes
Edited - 2006-11-17 23:53:23

2006-10-31 04:24:59
Halloween is tomorrow (if you live in Britain/France/the Western side of the globe) and I'm gonna be.....*drumroll please*......

A pirate!

I'm so excited.  I got the best pirate shirt in the world from H&M today...all I need is a cutlass (which I'm getting tomorrow from Toys R Us) and I'm all set.  We have Wednesday off uni (God bless les jour feries) and then having a Mexican Hangover Meal qt one of the girls' houses.

The next few days are gonna rock!

Mood - Joyous!
Music - Scissor Sisters
Edited - Never

2006-10-27 02:58:28
And about time too...
FINALLY...a reply from My Director of Studies in Edinburgh to the email I sent him over a week tell me that he is no longer my DOS (then who the Hell is and why has nobody told me?) He was, however, very kind and explained in great detail what I have to do here - which turns out to be a whole lot less than I actually thought. Score!  So I'm slightly less worried about my timetable and schedule than I was before and it also means that I can afford to drop some of the more confusing classes.  Double score! I have also changed from French lit to English lit, which makes things a whole lot easier as all the classes are in English.  I'm never going to learn any French at all at the rate I'm going on.

Okay, by nature I'm not somebody who cries a lot.  I'm really not, I don't know why, but I'm just not.  I was slightly worried when I didn't cry when I left to come here and when my Mum left me at the station, even she was crying (mind you, she cries at TV adverts...) but I imagined that I would get just a bit teared up.  Anyway, I didn't.  But today I received a letter from my big brother (who goes by the wonderful name of Graeme) which made me firstly cry with laughter and then just cry.  He's been going through a pretty rough time recently and really doesn't need to be bothering himself worrying about me, but he said some unbearably lovely things which made me feel very loved.  All this inbetween making me laugh like a loon - I swear that dude should have his own show.  Anyway, I digress.  It made me miss him like a mofo and cannot wait now till I get to go home and see him.  And the other one too, but he's too busy having fun in his first year uni to worry about me - good on him I say.

It annoys me that I can never think of anything to say on this thing.  How I wish my life was interesting.  Maybe one day I'll just go off on one and tell me life story.  Or maybe not.

Mood - Not so bad
Music - Kaiser Chiefs
Edited - Never

2006-10-13 23:50:01
Ooh, what a giveaway...
France is awesome.  This place makes me laugh so much. 

I started classes on Monday which is a joke cos so far I've no idea what's going on, where anything is or what I'm supposed to be doing.  I *think* I'm taking French - English translation, English-French translation, French Civilisation as viewed through the media, something called Comprehension Expression (which is basically learning how to speak English...), French poetry in the 16th century and Literature, Myths and Art in Europe.  Doesn't that sound like a barrel of fun?  Luckily I'm in classes with a bunch of friends so we all sit and giggled at our incompetence and then go and drink copious amounts of coffee.

I tried to book my train tickets home last night, but it wouldn't let me get the Eurostar one online cos my card wasn't a Visa, Mastercard or American Express.  I just want to get this done before the prices start getting too expensive.  Shall have to call the Mother and get her to do it for me.

My mates are forcing me into taking hiphop dance classes.  I'm trying my hardest to resist.  Small, white Scots girls are not supposed to dance hiphop, it's a well known fact.  I'd rather play tennis, but nobody else wants to and I'm not keen on going alone cos I know I wouldn't understand what to do.  Some things just need to be done in a group. 

On a really really random note, I found the best song lyric in the world the other day.  From the song 'Dance Dance' by Fall Out Boy:

"I only want
sympathy in the form of you
crawling into bed with me"

Damn, I love that so much.  I know how he feels.

I badly want to move out of halls after Christmas.  I got into trouble for taking a shower after 10pm the other week and then again for having people 'talking too loudly' in my bedroom at 11pm. It's insane. Plus, communal showers and toilets gross me out and the lack of a freezer/washing machine/iron/TV/living room/decent internet access is really pissing me off.

Aye, and am I the only one who thinks that this month's Clarion and Globe should not have included negative reviews from the Festival?  That was unfair.  The guys are loved over here and there are only a handful of bad reviews amongst hundreds of great ones.  If we want to increase the show's popularity and get it back in the public's mind again, surely we have to concentrate on the positive?

It's nice to see that the scrapbooks went down well though.

Mood - Tired
Music - Fall Out Boy
Edited - Never

2006-10-09 03:04:50
Une petite cafe creme
I have a hangover.  I haven't eaten all day, just drank coffee and talked about the Goodies on MSN.  I am shaking so much - caffeine is a wonderful thing.

France is shut on Sundays.

I played drinking games with some very nice Americans last night.  It was fun, but I'm not sure it was the best idea I've ever had.  We are going to Amsterdam at the end of the month.  I'm very worried that it might kill me.  I cannot die before I've been to Clue in November.

Mood - Shaky
Music - French stuff...
Edited - Never

2006-10-06 00:10:40
La Belle France (or something)
I've been in France for about three weeks now and am having a blast.  Admittedly, the first few days were complete Hell as it's difficult enough trying to register at uni and find your accommodation and all that palaver in English, let alone in a country where you don't know what they're saying; they don't know what you're saying and the whole thing is a great big confused mess. That is no longer the case (kind of) and I have met lots of lovely people (who speak English, sorry but it's fun to be able to understand people when you're having a conversation) and am settling in very well indeed. 
Uni hasn't actually started yet - I spent today trying to register in classes and decide what I wanted to do and to realise what it is that I have to do and all that nonsense.  Back home in Edinburgh, they just give you your timetable and that's that - it's a lot more difficult here. 
This means, however, that the past three weeks have just involved going out almost every night and sleeping all day - this is the life.  I often forget that I'm actually here for a reason and I think next week is going to hit us all like a ton of bricks.  We've done  a variety of nights out so far  (a 'variety' to our little minds, at least).  We've been to an Irish pub and drank Snakebite and eaten kebabs (ahhhh, just like home) and we've drank (very very expensive) mojitos in The Most Exclusive Bar In Town (believe me, this place is awesome) and we've sat outside on a warm evening drinking wine and talking until the early hours.  Yes, I am having an awesome time. 
The other day, my ticket for Clue arrived in me room (nosebleed seats, but hey, at least i'm going) however, Iùve yet to actually book my train/plane home, but that hasn't stopped me from getting excited at the prospect.  That and David Mitchell and Robert Webb!  Oh yes! How am I managing to contain my excitement?
I also received a rather exciting, lovely and marvellous parcel from a certain someone which contained certain somethings (*cough*goodydvds*cough*) which makes going back to my little cell-like room much more exciting. (If a little off-putting and I'm not sure how I'll be able to concentrate when I start uni...  )
I have found a Pizza Hut so we're going there tonight and then out on the piss (personally, although I can't bank on anyone else, I intend to drink to forget the fact that Graeme and Tim are doing Brighton tonight and that if I was in Britain I would, most likely, be there) Roll on Sunderland, that's what I say.

Mood - Good
Music - Mull of Kintyre
Edited - Never

2006-09-15 08:43:27
It's all go here
Thanks my little possums for the cheering up techniques.  There's nothing like a bit of Graeme Smut to make you feel a bit better.

Tomorrow my wee brother is moving out and up to university *sniff sniff etc* And on Friday I'm moving away to France.  My big brother started a new job this week.  I've been wondering today how my parents are feeling.  Like, we're all growing up and getting on in the world - surely it must affect how they view their own lives.  It's going to be just them in the house for the first time in twenty two years.  I keep thinking about how it's going to take me a while to adjust or how it'll take Graeme and Cammy a while to adjust, but I never really thought about my mum and dad until tonight.  My dad gave me a lovely card today and he'd written in it ''Keep in touch''.  As if I'd been thinking of not keeping in touch! It's insane.  Did he really think that unless he reminded me, I'd forget to write to him or something?  I hope they cope by themselves alright.  They might have to take up a hobby or something...

We went out for dinner tonight: me, mum, dad and Graeme to the restaurant where my wee brother works.  They poisoned my profiterols.  I kid you not.  Well, alright, the cream was off, but I've never tasted anything as unbelievably skanky in my entire life.  It must have been months and months out of date at least.  You just can't get the service these days.  And they didn't have any Magners.  I'm not complaining - it was a nice wee meal and the place was quite quiet so Cammy came and sat with us for a bit.  We've been going out a lot more this summer and it's weird to think that we won't be doing it again for a while.  Mum says she wants to spend Christmas this year working in a soup kitchen or something equally as charitable and helpful and unlike her. (Kidding mum.  Honest.)  I actually think it's a really good idea and I'm quite tempted.  I get really really really into the whole Christmas Spirit thing at that time of year - it'd be quite nice to spread the love. 

So I've spent this week really whoring myself about (not literally, you understand) seeing people before I go.  I went shopping with my best mate the other day (like I should be buying any more clothes - my suitcase is full.  Although I found that H&M had a whole section dedicated to V-neck jumpers in all different colours and patterns. I LOVE V-necks so I was like a kid in a sweet shop.  I tried on nine different ones, but only bought two. (how restrained am I??) They look so incredibly retro and awesome, how could I not?) (I shouldn't be allowed out sometimes.)

I also said bye to the lad that I mentioned before that I quite like.  I'm not keen on how weird and sort of insecure and young (?) that I get when I talk/think about him.  Damn these men, making me feel things!  We've got each other's emails and he added me to MSN so we'll keep in touch.  Moving swiftly onwards...

David Mitchell and Robert Webb's new series started tonight.  I thought it was awesome, but then again, I think anything those two do is perfect, so I'm biased.  It wasn't as good as Peep Show, but then again, it's a whole different format to Peep Show, so it's a bit unfair to make that comparison.  Although, I can't understand why watching a 33 year old man wearing a banana costume, doing a manic dance and eating a banana is so funny.  It helps a lot, I suppose, that he looks an awful lot like Graeme circa Broaden Your Mind.     

The quote of the day today has got to be from tonight's Hamish and Dougal:

''And in the meantime, I'll rub my legs together and start a fire.''

I'm sure you will, Graeme.

Mood - Expectant
Music - Snow Patrol
Edited - Never

2006-09-08 07:20:22
I'm so so sad today.  Anybody who wants to say something to cheer me up is more than welcome.

Mood - Bleh
Music - Simon and Garfunkel
Edited - Never

2006-09-06 07:27:57
So this is how it is...
Things I Should Have Been Doing In Preparation For Going Away:

Finding my passport
Getting in touch with my Director of Studies to tell him what I'll be taking when I'm there
Getting my Student Release Form sorted out
Making sure that whichever association who said they'd pay for it is making good
Remembering how to speak French

Things I Have Actually Been Doing In Preparation For Going Away:

Getting drunk with Alison and Drew on Sunday
Having a long lunch with Lynnette and geting drunk with Bean on Monday
Saying goodbye to Chris and then getting drunk with Lynnette on Tuesday
Not actually thinking all that much about France

I have a terrible feeling of impending doom

Mood - A lot better, thanks
Music - Fall Out Boy
Edited - Never

2006-09-01 04:54:54
Good old Jess
After me telling myself for days and days that I was going to write up Edinburgh, Jess has only gone and done the World's Most Extensive Write-Up Ever.  Hoorah!  So, basically, if you want to know my Edinburgh Experience, go and read Jess's journal, cos she has covered it all brilliantly and in astounding detail.  Thanks, dude!   

My mood is awful at the moment, though - I'm on a complete downer and it's not fun.  It suddenly occurred to me that in two weeks time I have to go live in France for a year and I'm not ready to do that.  I haven't really thought about it as much as I should have done (I've been preoccupied by all the Edinburgh visits) and now it's suddenly occurred to me.  I know it's only a year and that I'll have a holiday at Christmas, but, to tell you the truth, I really can't be bothered with it.  I am excited to a certain extent, but it's going to be bloody difficult.  I have to go to uni there and do both French and English literature and kill myself all year working my ass off before coming back to Scotland and then having to do my final year at uni.  I should have gone to music school when I was 17, I swear. 
Anyway, enough with all the negativity.  I know that when I'm in a better mood, I'll read this back and cringe.  Bear with me until I feel a bit happier. 

Today at work, I said quite possibly the stupidest thing that anyone could ever say to their boss, ever.  I said (and this is going to be good) 
''Hey Liz, I've got crabs.''
I want to immediately point out that I Do Not have crabs, I Never Have Had crabs and I hope that I Never Will Have crabs - I was in fact talking about crabs in the sense of creatures from the sea which I was holding in a container in front of me.  How very embarrassing.  Luckily, Liz is my Nice Boss so she just laughed herself silly and then we stuck a pencil in the box to see how strong the little beggars were.  It wouldn't let go of the pencil and when we tried to yank it away, the pencil snapped in half.  So we had to sell five crabs to the customer, one of which was guarding this half a pencil with its life.  Also, I picked one up, which then came at me with its (surprisingly strong) nippers, so I dropped it back in the box, and its leg fell off.  I don't think the customer noticed...

Mood - Abysmal
Music - Ronan Keating MURDERING ''Iris''
Edited - Never

2006-08-12 03:59:47
The four days we spent in Edinburgh were four of the most fun days I've ever had in my life.  I'm still trying to catch up on sleep, so my head is a bit not all there and every now and again I remember another little detail and get all happy again.
I will try to write up a bit about it, but at the moment, I'm way too tired. 
The lads were amazing, though.  They were fabulous.  And very, very filthy.  Goodness me, Graeme Garden should not be allowed to say dirty things to excitable young ladies. 
This is a bit of a non-entry, but I need to remember everything before I go writing it up. 

Mood - Exhausted but happy
Music - Dolly Parton (don't even ask...)
Edited - Never

2006-07-21 06:33:20
So...look what happened to the weather!  All of a sudden, it was actually warm and sunny.  I have no idea where that came from.  Could it be that we're actually experiencing what is more commonly known as 'Summer'?? I think I remember that concept... It lasted almost a week, and then today it rained again.  So that is probably that.  Still, wasn't it fun while it lasted?  I spent every minute that I wasn't at work (quite a lot of time, as it turns out) on the beach, in the garden, in a beer garden, out walking - whatever - trying to tan.  And it seems to me that my skin has moved up from white!  (Us Scots don't tan.  It's official.)
Isn't it strange how everyone is happier in the sun? And I swear to God, I'm more popular in the sun - I've been out every single night this week, doing exciting things.  Yes, we sure know how to make the most of good weather.  They say it's going to return at the weekend, but I'm not going to bet on it yet.

In other news, work is now a bit of a laugh.  Nice Boss and Nasty Boss had a bit of a chat and now Nasty Boss has taken the week of work to ''think about things''.  Gosh, I hope I don't get fired... Whatever, I'm having a laugh with Nice Boss who turns out to be the mother of a lad I went to school with and is very lovely so work is actually more fun than it ever was. 

Am I the only person in the world who fancies Russell Brand?  Answers on a postcard, please. 

I bought tickets for the final night of the Goodies.  I really hope they appreciate the amount of bloody money I'm spending on this!!  I have NO savings whatsoever.  I know - it's my choice and it's all my own fault. 

I have discovered the delights of Fallout Boy.  If you ignore the fact that they're a terribly emo, punk, scene, whatever type of band, they're actually pretty good.  Along with Panic! At The Disco and The Feeling they may very well be my favourite new band. 

I just had a phonecall on my mobile from a private number from somebody who sounded incredibly like Ringo Starr.  He said: 'Hullo, is Louie at home?'' Hmmm... Perhaps it's time for me to have a sleep.

Mood - Happy
Music - Fallout Boy
Edited - Never

2006-06-29 06:43:07
urban_spacegirl Boy Worries.  Thanks a lot for your advice, peeps.  It has helped, to a certain extent, however I should probably have explained the sitauation somewhat more before I went about asking for advice.  If it were as simple as: I like lad, but not sure if he likes me, that would be a bit easier.  There are a few things that have to be taken into consideration with this particular lad, though.  However, however, however, I'm slightly less panicked now.  I've spent a considerable amount of time with him this week and I may very well be getting somewhere - if not towards more than friends YET, then certainly towards a much better friendship.  I'm seeing him on Sunday for a bit...
However, that's all dead boring, and will update about all that jazz if and when anything happens.

Work has been odd recently - I was wondering why I was getting an obscenely low number of hours, but was enlightened today when one of my bosses (the nice one) told me that if my other boss (the nasty one) only gives us employees twenty hours a week, then she doesn't have to pay extra to something called PAYE (I dunno what that is, just that she's a tight cow and doesn't want to pay this extra money..) So that's why they keep employing people to cover the place - dropping my hours down to this measly twenty - when really she could be giving me the forty hours a week she promised me when I started back this summer. I thought vaguely about looking elsewhere, but to be honest, I really enjoy the job, just not the number of hours I get.  I'm taking on a whole bunch of babysitting jobs for my Mum's friends though, so that should keep me in clothes and CDs (and Goodies tickets) while I can try to save anything that I make at work. 

One thing that annoyed me this past couple weeks:  I was supposed to go and see Art Garfunkel last Tuesday - I was so utterly excited, you wouldn't believe it, however it ended up that I couldn't go.  I'd paid for the ticket on my little bro's credit card - I don't have one of my own...this is how I keep getting myself into trouble - and he'd promised me that he had enough on it to cover the cost - and I paid him back with a cheque.  Yet, I got a phonecall about three days before the gig saying that the card had been rejected or something - there wasn't enough money on it and they were going to have to let the ticket go.  I was fuming.  I had been looking forward to that for a long time.  Obviously, they hadn't actually taken the money for the ticket off the card until that Cammy had obviously gone and spent all his money, then when they did try to take for it - there was nothing to take.  I think.  Although that does seem a bit odd, but it's the only explanation. 
Naturally, I spent the night I should have been seeing Art in the pub drowning my sorrows.  Oh woe...

A friend of mine went to Cambodia today for three months - she's supposed to be teaching English and art in an orphanage there.  This'll mean nothing to you guys, but this lassie is the most ditzy, disorganised, scatter-brained wee thing in the world and I dread to think how she'll manage not to get arrested/killed/or worse.  To prove my point, she only went and lost her bag - which contained her purse and all her credit and debit cards and ID - the very night before she was supposed to go.  God love her....

I don't understand golf.  Just thought I'd throw that in there.

Mood - Sort of apathetic
Music - Oasis
Edited - Never

2006-06-23 03:15:30
It was bound to happen eventually...
Okay, so there's this lad I know.... yada yada yada...I knew the inevitable Boy Worries would come along sooner or later.  I just hoped that I'd leave it til later than my fourth entry.

However, though, this is slightly different.  I may *actually* need some proper advice.  This week has been a very confusing one.  I am very much in a position that I've never been in before.  Very much so.  And it's been on my mind non-stop for the past few days. 

Despite that, I'm going to wait til tomorrow before I do or say anything to anyone.  I shall see the lad in question at some point tomorrow and that's when I'll work out whether I'm actually being all hormonal or whether this is as, sort of, serious as I've made it out to be in my head.

I'm terribly sorry for all this.  I'm usually cool with Boy Type Things. I'm 20 years old for goodness sake - I've had a ton of boyfriends.  I dig boys, boys dig me - I'm wise to their ways, you know?? But this one has me stumped, and it's very disconcerting.  I haven't mentioned this to anyone, having a Serious Chat with me best mate tonight - she'll be able to tell me whether I'm blowing it out of proportion, whether it's simply that I'm in an Excited Mood (are we allowed to use the word 'horny' on here??) or whether this is vaguely interesting.  We'll see.

In the meantime, anyone who would be willing to offer advice of any would be SO appreciated.

Mood - Confused
Music - The Sound of Music (don't even ask...)
Edited - Never

2006-06-20 01:23:52
Bouncy Castles
So yesterday was Hangover Day.  Today is Look At All My Bruises Day.  I feel very ill.  But in a good way.  Memo to self:  never drink copious amounts of vodka/whisky/Aftershocks then spend three solid hours on a bouncy castle.  It didn't help that we played PiggyBack Wrestling with the boys.  (And that's not a euphemism...)  I was kneed in the face by my mate Cammy.  And I have a very suspicious looking three inch long, angry-coloured bruise on my right calf.  I shall never be able to wear a skirt again! 
Despite that, it was a wonderful party.  Claire's grandparents own a big big house in the country so we had a barbecue in the barn (the only barn I've ever been in that has central heating, a toilet and a kitchen upstairs..) then we bounced, then we took the party back to Claire's own house in town and played nasty drinking games until the early early hours. 
I had to work a small shift yesterday: 2-6.  It was not at all fun.  At one point I thought I was going to vomit on a customer.  I had to spend a lot of time with my head stuck in the ice cream freezer to cool myself down.  It was also my little bro's 18th so I had to then go home and eat lots of cake and drink champagne.  Although he did do that thing where you shake up the bottle before you open it so that it sprays everywhere and I happily danced around the garden getting covered in foam so that my mum could get a ''cute'' photo.  Honestly, the things I do for art. 
Tonight I have to go see a show at my old school with me old mate Cat.  It's a tradition.  I'd rather just curl up in bed with a hot water bottle and my Goodies DVDs, but I'm also a bit curious.  I must also go and prepare myself for tonight's ISIHAC.  Land of Soap and Glory *eeeek*  heheehe!
I think I'm getting good at this rambling lark.

Mood - Getting better...
Music - Kaiser Chiefs
Edited - Never

2006-06-17 21:45:25
Just a quick one
Feeling bouyed (sp?) up by the general enthusiasm about rambling - thanks guys!  However, this is just a quick one as I have to go to work in 45 minutes.
It's my best mate's 21st birthday party tonight which I'm well looking forward to.  She's legendary in our town for holding the best parties ever - her 18th is still talked about.  There's going to be a bouncy castle!  A bouncy castle!!  Such fun!
Anyway, as part of her present, I got her the first Goodies DVD.  She's been going on about the Goodies since Return of the Goodies was shown on TV at Christmas and sent me a very jealous text after I told her that I'd met 2/3 of them on Sunday.  And, I'll confess - she knew that the Goodies were playing the Edinburgh festival before I did...
Anyway, the point of this was that I sort of realised that interest in the Goodies probably could be started up again, and it probably was - to a certain extent - with the Return of the Goodies.  My mate is the last person I'd thought would ever be interested in the Goodies and she'd always sort of been vaguely dismissive whenever I'd raved about them - but that was before she'd actually seen what they were all about.  A good case of don't knock 'em before you've tried 'em.  And now she's getting Tim, Graeme and Bill for her birthday.  Best present ever, I'd say. 

Unfortunately, I'm still feeling a wee bit ill today.  Nothing that a shedload of alcohol won't cure, I imagine.

Mood - Excited
Music - Paul Simon - Father and Daughter
Edited - Never

2006-06-17 04:46:37
Have succumbed
Well seeing that every man and his dog has one of these online journal malarkeys these days and I've been humming and hawing about doing this for ages, I have finally decided just to get on with it.  I haven't kept a diary since I was about 9 years old and I doubt that I'll be any better at it now than I was then.  This shall be incredibly boring due to the fact that my life is indescribably tedious.  (Although you could have guessed that from the fact that it's 8.30 on a Friday night, I'm still at home and I'm actually looking forward to watching Big Brother..Even my Mum has gone out...)

Yes, what should I write now?  Do I introduce myself or what?  Do I have to immediately launch into a blow by blow account of all that I achieved today?  This is confusing.

The most obvious thing to do would be to write my account of the Halifax trip and all that it entailed, but actually that's all been done pretty well by everyone else for me - thanks guys! Perhaps one day I'll go into detail of the notorious Tim Cuddle, but as for just now, I'm happy to keep it a private memory.  I don't think words could do it justice. 

For this being a public journal, I haven't really given much away.  Do I have your permission to ramble? Until I'm sure that it wouldn't all be in vain, I think that's it. 

Disappointing first entry, to be sure.  (I've turned Irish, apparently...)

Mood - A wee bit confused
Music - The Feeling
Edited - Never

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