Blogging is my favourite.

I feel bad, I have not blogged in forever. I suppose my life has not felt worth blogging about lately, as sad as that is. And I don't really know who reads this, because my two followers, bless 'em, know everything about me anyway...

I re-pierced my ear today. That was not fun. It was actually quite messy..that is genuinely the highlight of my day.



I don't think I really have anything to fill you in on. School is the same as always now the exams are over, I am trying my very hardest to be more proactive with work because I really need to do well if I am going to get to Nottingham.. Which, I am.

I'm pretty contented at the minute through, which makes a nice change.



When something drastic happens, you'll be the first to know, promise.

O&O

relieved, so very relieved.

My exams, well-exam, is over. I am officially out of exam season. I can stop making cue cards and reciting inferential statistics and sitting at my desk all night learning assumptions and strengths and limitations and error calculations.

It is unbelievable how much better I feel now I'm done, the amount of pressure that I felt I was under has vanished and I can stop fretting. Granted I have convinced myself that getting to my first choice University is riding on that exam but I know that's not actually true and I can retake.

Determined to be more productive from now on though and keep on top of work..stress does not suit me, ahah. Then again, who does it suit?..


Stay happy. New motto, over and out!

miffed

I am feeling very inadequate like I'm not actually good at anything anymore. I have an exam next week and I am so worried.


That's all. Sad, fed up, tired. Hmpft.

Over and out..

impulse buying makes me happy

It is unarguably a terrible habit but impulse buying is the most fun ever. Granted, spending ten pounds on nail polish was somewhat daft and I massively regretted that after I'd done ir but had to live with the consequences of having beautiful nails. Shame..

But today. I had a delivery. A shoebox shaped delivery.
Can you guess what it is?!

As a late Christmas present my mum ordered me some boots. Pink. Boots. Pink ankle boots. Pink worker boots and they are beautiful. I have no idea what I will wear them with because pale pink isn't exactly a massively wearable colour. But, but they are delightful.



Eeeeeee. I shall enjoy them. Over and out you beautiful people.

no appropriate titles.

I would like to stop caring about other people and their lives, please.

If I don't like someone I do not want to be bothered what they are spending their existence doing. I'm being so general here, and I like it. I am deciding here, with you as my witness, to be a better more wholesome person.



Note to self: remember twitter is mean, people are bitter, ignore people that use songs as ways of communication.

let's just hope/wish/pray for the best

Keeping this brief. Last night, there were so many stars. I've talked about stars and I like stars. And I feel that was a good omen for the coming year.


Lets hope so, yeah? O&O