Ear ache...

Today went well, apart from the fact that I've got another bad head ache and a throbbing pain in my right ear. I think I might have an ear infection, so I'll see if I can get an appointment at the surgery tomorrow. Knowing them though, they'll probably only be able to see me in a week, when the infection has gone.

English Literature was fun today. The lecture was about "The Victorians and the Fallen Woman". Part of the lecture was about how Victorian men were scared senseless of prostitutes, so that was fun. We were also given quotes from Victorian medical journals about the moral ways to have sex - always a giggle for the start of the week.

The lecturer started singing in English Language again today. Before hand, myself and another girl got a bit hyper whilst talking about the film "Labyrinth". My English Language seminar was OK - we had a test that I remembered at about 12 this afternoon, but it went OK.

I had the rest of my delicious spag bol for dinner, but I'm not feeling too well in the stomach department at the moment, so I had to leave half of it and then go for a lie down. Then myself and The Hair drew funny pictures on each other whilst watching "Family Guy". Last night we went to see "King Arthur" at the student cinema. Afterwards I was having serious blue body-paint and bow and arrow urges. I'm definately a Celt.

Another lazy Sunday...

Today was a rest day. I did some reading for English Literature and tidied my room for a while, but everything was a steady pace. Myself and The Hair had a little disagreement, but he apologised with a pizza, so everything's cool.

I'm really nervous about meeting this person in the bar tonight. Eek!

It's been a very uneventful day, so I haven't really got anything else to write about!

Finally, a good day!

Yay! Finally I get to have one good day this week. Princess, Butterfly and Child-Genius weren't around, so myself and The Hair went into town. We had lunch (I had chocolate fudge cake) and then did a bit of shopping. They've got a good DVD offer in HMV at the moment, so I treated myself to some new films.

Before we went food shopping I went to see how the new flat was coming along. It looks like an empty shell at the moment - it doesn't seem possible that we're moving into it in December. I think that we'll be able to see the castle from our windows, so that's an added bonus. Tomorrow evening we're meeting a prospective fifth housemate in the bar. I'm so nervous about it - I really want to get all this sorted and out the way.

When we came back from town, we spent the rest of the day watching DVDs and had Chinese for dinner. I gave him part of his anniversary present - a wind-up Ring Wraith, which was much appreciated. I can't wait till Tuesday now!

An icky day...

Today started off very wrongly. I woke up with a stinking headache and as a result missed my seminar (Mum and Dad, please don't freak out!). As stupid as it may sound, I was actually in tears at the thought of it. I haven't missed anything since I came to Uni and in my tired state I thought it was the end of the world. I'm still pretty miffed about it now, but I've sent my tutor an email explaining the circumstances, so that should be OK.

The rest of the day was a bit awkward. Stuff was a bit tense between the four of us girls today, but I think that we're fine now. I went with Butterfly and Child-Genius to the open-mic night at the bar for a bit, but I couldn't stay long because the head ache came back. Now I'm in my nighty with my hair in a towel and a purple blanket wrapped round me, and The Hair is looking after me. Princess has gone home for the weekend and Butterfly and Child-Genius are going to an all-night Burns Night party, so it's just the two of us this weekend. I'm quite looking forward to it.

I can't wait until Tuesday. It doesn't seem real that our TWO YEAR anniversary is coming up. I hope he really likes his presents!

Sleepy II ...

Again, I'm having a generally sleepy day. I don't know why - I had a reasonable bed-time last night and I think I had a good night's sleep. One thing I forgot to mention was that when I woke up yesterday I had excruciating cramp in my right lower leg. It was only after a few hours that I could walk properly. I had it last year, but it wasn't half as bad this time around. Now I have Tubigrip on my right ankle - I think it's a weak joint.

Aches and pains aside, I've had a generally alright day. My Creative Writing lecture was short and sweet - only six of us turned up. They actually liked my screenplay, so that was a pleasant surprise. We discussed each others work, then we did some writing exercises, and then we went home about half an hour early.

I realised how tired I was when I nearly fell asleep in my English Literature lecture. Don't get me wrong, the lecture was really good, but I was fighting to keep my eyes open. I was glad to get out into the open air.

My English Literature seminar was good. I got 67% for my last essay, so I'm happy with that. The seminar wasn't too bad in general, even though I sometimes think that we're a really quiet group. I like it when people are fighting to talk.

This evening has been OK. I made spaghetti bolognese for myself and Child-Genius. We had some red wine left over from when Enigma came round, so I added some to the sauce. I think I can safely say that tonigh I earned the title of chief spag-bol maker of C floor!

Myself and The Hair watched Pink Floyd's "The Wall" which was fun. Now he's sitting in Butterfly's room with her and Child-Genius watching that horrific "Anatomy for Beginners". I can think of some fun things to do on a Thursday evening - watching someone cut open a penis and study it in intricate detail is not one of them...

Ugh II ...

Last night was a very bad night for reasons that I will not go into. I have lots on my mind now, and I've got lots of stuff to sort out in my head.

The events of today have been OK. I had to go somewhere with Butterfly about last night, which put things into perspective and made me feel slightly better. We also went to the housing office and put up an advert for a fifth flat-mate. It included things such as "We're lovely lovely people" and "We also like to make pancakes in the early hours of the morning". I hope they like quirky. "?" has a name now - she's called Enigma, at her own request.

I had a meeting about tourguiding, and it turns out that I have to help with an open day next Wednesday! I'm feeling very nervous about it, but I know that everything will be fine. We had to practice eating biscuits in the meeting which was rather humourous. I think that all English Literature related functions end up being slightly...odd.

I got the solo in choir (yay!), I've done my Creative Writing for tomorrow, I've been to the bar tonight and now The Hair is sitting behind me eating apple pie and custard. Oh the joys of student life!

Next week I'm going to go to the cheesy music capital of the North West dressed as a fairy. It should be fun...

A decent day...

Today has been an mostly decent day. I woke up in a good mood, which is always a positive thing. Unfortunately I had to use the dregs from two packets of cereal to get a decent breakfast.

My Creative Writing lecture was an improvement on the ones that we've been having for the past two weeks. He actually made me want to go and write something rather than bang my head against the desk all afternoon. You can't "make jazz" in writing!

I also have a lovely clean room at the moment, and a very clean kitchen, so I'm feeling non-messy in those departments. Grandad Goth seems happy today too, so that's another load off my shoulders. We sat in the kitchen and spoke about music for about an hour this afternoon, which was nice.

Oh, and before I forget (and I've managed to carry on forgetting for three days), I bought a White Band from Oxfam on Saturday. I think I confused the ladies working there when I paid twice the normal price for a band - I think they thought I wanted two. I don't mind spending out on something I believe in, and I really do believe in this, so that's that. Oh, and if someone is reading this and by chance hasn't got one, go to your nearest Oxfam now and I will love you forever? If anyone sees this and does go get one, please leave me a comment so I know.

The rest of the evening has been OK. The Hair played with my hair, making a style that involved one of my big sequined flowers and my chop-sticks, one of which he managed to break in the process. There's a good drama on TV tonight - better than that disgusting autopsy thing that was on last night *shudders*, and ? is coming round tonight (I'm having to leave that blank because I can't think of a suitable pseudonym at the moment - she's one of Child-Genius' friends that I'm living with next year). All in all, it looks like it's set to be a good end to a good day.

Ugh...

I am so tired it's unbelieveable. The girls have been picking up on it too, but in a different way i.e. they don't know what's wrong. It's nothing really, I just think that I'm feeling overworked, and my diet isn't quite as good as it is a home. I really need to have early nights this week.

Today was OK. My English Literature lecture this morning wasn't the most thrilling affair. The guy made loads of general points, but he didn't make many specific points worth noting, nor was the lecture really concerned with Literature at all.

English Language was much more engaging though. The lecturer was talking about onomatopoeia, and to emphasise the point that not many words are actually onomatopoeic he went round the lecture theatre and hit some students over the head with huge blow-up mallets. He also gave us a sung rendition of "The Corpus Christi Carol". All in all, his lectures are always a laugh.

My English Language seminar was thoroughly dull. We had to go through a list of sentences and label the words - oh deepest joy. And to make things better, I have to learn the whole code for nouns, pronouns, verbs, adverbs, adjectives, determiners etc. for a fun fun test next week. Doesn't life just get better every day.

The Hair, Butterfly and Child-Genius watched the televised autopsy this evening. I had to leave half way through when they took a drill to the back of the specimin's skull, and I wasn't even watching the TV. Some people are very very odd indeed...

"Wimbledon"...

Tonight myself and the girls (plus The Hair) went to see "Wimbledon" at the student cinema as a celebration of our friendship. It's because that was one of the first things we all did together in Freshers' Week. It was good, but I knew what would happen, which is always a slight let-down.

The rest of the day has been OK. I had a lovely Sunday morning sleep-in with The Hair and did some work this afternoon, and that's about it really. All in all quite a boring day when it comes down to it.

Oh, knitting...

Today I went into town with Butterfly. We found some really pretty stuff in the sales, so that was cool. I also bought Pink Floyd's "The Wall" on CD from HMV. Oh, and I'm starting to knit, so now I have another craft to do in the evenings.

Nothing much else had really happened today, aoart from meeting the Captin's AIBO. Scarey puppy!

Eek! II

Today I woke up five minutes before my first seminar. Being a good girl who usually gets up on time, I had to ask The Hair what to do. I made it, even though I was about five minutes late, so that was the first good thing to happen today.

I also moved my room around - I have so much more space now! It took a while though (and part of the floor is covered in a pile of junk), but I'm glad I had a go. The Hair helped me move stuff (he's been very helpful and lovely today), so I had some well needed help.

Pilates was OK, even though my legs feel absolutely packed in now. We had Chinese for dinner (straight from the gym to the takeaway!), and now we're getting ready to go to the cinema. I need to go brush The Hair's hair...

Sleepy...

Today has been one of those days. One of those days that starts at 9am with a Creative Writing seminar that seems to last for hours - will, it did really. We had to write something about memory, so I wrote about Taid. I found it surprisingly easy and was quite chuffed with myself for not crying. We also had to use one of five photos in this weird arty book and write something from the person in the photos perspective. These were my two options...

• A young girl sitting on a bus with punky pink hair, thinking about what colour to dye in next, or
• An old woman sitting in a cafe looking into her teacup, where she discovers a portal to a new world.

Both pretty ridiculous.

Eek!

Eek! I've had an OK day, but now the penguins have taken away my creative genius and I have no idea what to write for creative writing tomorrow!

This morning myself and The Hair bought our train tickets for our two year anniversary gig. Not that the gig is being put on for our two year anniversary, even though it would be nice to have been able to ring up Nightwish and say "Yeah, important occassion coming up, fancy putting on a show for us?" Ah well, we can all dream, can't we.

Choir was OK. My audition went well (got the top B - ha!) so at least that's one thing out the way. I was so nervous. I don't know why, it's not like I'm riddled with self-doubt and the fear of falling off stage and onto my face. Maybe it's because it was a new group of people. I don't know.

Oh, quizzes...

I did an online quiz today - "Which of the Greek Gods are you?"

This was my result...

"You are most like the Greek God Hecate, of dark magic. Mysterious and intellectual, you have a good understanding of the world around you. You never just 'go along' with things and always do what you want to do, which isn't always the right thing to do, but nevermind! Interesting, fun and generally quite friendly, you're a good person to know and a great person to have as a friend."

Pretty accurate I think...

Yay and peaches!

Finally, after all the months of waiting, we found out today that we have officially got one of the student flats. I am so relieved - I almost felt sick in English Literature this morning when I was talking to one of my friends who'd already heard that they'd got one. I thought that if they had know from about 11am at a 12 we still didn't know, it was probably too late for us.

I nearly ran back from the lecture, and when I got back to the floor, Princess told me that we'd had a phone call but that the signal had gone. We had to go through a load of voice messages, but finally we got one saying that we'd been accepted.

I am over the moon right now at having somewhere nice to stay next year!

We think we're getting close to finding the "tea-leaf" on our floor. The suspect was almost giving us clues over breakfast. She really is one crazy cat, and not in a good way.

Starla gets artsy...

This is a short interlude in which I shall sing the praises of some wonderfully talented people I have stumbled across on the web.

This week I have fallen in love with the work of Stephanie Pui-Mun Law all over again. Her work is so incredibly serene that I can't help but stare at it for hours and wish I had even half the talent that she must possess. Go to her site and take a look - it's the law!

The mystery begins...

The meal and film were really good last night. I stayed over at The Hair's - he's got a lot on his plate at the moment.

This morning, when I got back to the floor, Princess and Butterfly told me that a load of food had gone missing from the freezer during the early hours of the morning. It's been bugging us all day, especially Princess as she was the one who lost the most. It really does seem that who ever it was targeted her (i.e. someone on the floor). However, there's always a possibility that it could be someone who's forced the door at the end of the corridor. Even I can open it, and I'm not the strongest person in the world.

We've had a floor meeting about it and myself and Princess went to all the other floors to see if we were the only ones that had been hit. It turns out that some food went missing from D floor last night, and E floor's fire exit was wedged open. We can't work out how all the incidents could be linked though, which is the really annoying part. The porter is going to sort it out for us though, and he mentioned getting the Dean involved, so hopefully everything will be sorted out soon.

On a more positive note, we went to view our prospective house today. It's quite nice actually - a lot better than I was expecting. Of course, it isn't anywhere near as nice as my dream flat, but if it comes down to it, it'll do.

I want that house!

I can't wait till Monday. We went to a viewing day for the student flats and had to decide which one we wanted. Although there are only four of us at the moment, we've opted for a five bedroom flat as there are 27 of them and only 12 four bed flats. The one that we put down as our first choice was perfect. One of the bedrooms and the living room had wooden beams across the ceiling - I think that they'd look good with fairy lights around them! The whole place was just to die for!

It was really weird though - as we were looking round I imagined the four of us living there, forgetting that Butterfly will be in America next year. I'll really miss her, but I know that she's really looking forward to it now.

If we don't get the flat, we always have the offer of a house to fall back on. We're going to view it tomorrow, so that'll be cool.

Tonight we're going to have a joint Tex-Mex meal and then go to see "Stage Beauty". All in all it's been a good day so far.

Bring on the weekend!

I've only been back at Uni for about a week, but it seems more like a month! I've only had one seminar today at 10, so I've been collecting my thoughts for the rest of the day i.e. doing nothing and chilling out. The girls and myself are going to the pilates class tonight, so that should be fun.

I'm really looking forward to tomorrow's dinner. The four of us are chipping in to have a big meal again. This time it's going to be Tex-Mex, tacos and fajitas. Then we're going to go and watch "Stage Beauty" at the student cinema, so it should be a nice evening.

Defrosting...

Last night I went to bed feeling ill and couldn't get to sleep until about 3ish. Then, at about 3:30, I find myself standing outside in the wind and the cold wearing nothing but my nighty, dressing-gown and slippers. Basically - not amused.

The worst thing about the incident was the motive behind it. It's the Lambrini Queen's birthday today, and "The Gang" were meant to collect her at about 12 yesterday. She was still waiting for them to call at 5:30. The general theory that's being discussed in the kitchen is that they pulled the stunt to make up for their obvious neglect of L-Q. This was made pretty clear when they started to sing "Happy Birthday" when she came out of the building, and she came bounding up to us, fully dressed and blatantly drunk, screaming "It's my birthday - I know who did it but I can't tell because they'll kill me!" So mature for a 19 year old undergraduate.

I had to defrost my legs before I could finally get some sleep, and about five hours later I had to get up and start the day. It wasn't too bad. My talk with my creative writing tutor went well, my English Literature lecture was cancelled and the seminar in the afternoon wasn't too bad.

I wasn't very hungry this evening so I had soup and toast. I'm quite lucky that I haven't become addicted to it again - that's what usually happens when I'm working but also in a home environment.

All in all a decidedly better situation than Wednesday.

It's full out war...

Today was OKish. I spend nearly five hours trying to write an intro scene for creative writing, and then when I finally managed to do it, it took me the whole of 20 minutes. Kind of a day wasted.

I have declared a mini-war at choir. I think I'm turning into a crazed ex-Cathedral Chorister with solo-lust. I've got some auditions next week for a concert later this term, and I am determined to get it. I will get it. I'm a recorded soloist. I've performed live on BBC Radio 3. I am supreme!

OK, egotrip over. I'm having a bit of a rubbish evening - guy things and tiredness, never a good combination. I'm currently over-dosing on Electric Light Orchestra's "Mr Blue Sky" and the Scissor Sisters. Oh what fun.

The first film of term..

Today has actually been a rather good day. I woke up with The Hair and generally had a relaxing morning. But more laid-back than yesterday!

The four of us girlies cooked a meal together this evening. Princess gave the onion and pepper, Butterfly the mince, Child-Genius the pasta and myself the sauce. It was actually very nice - I think it tasted good because we all knew it was a good team effort. I've suggested a Tex-Mex dinner on Saturday night, so we're all looking forward to that.

For tonight's entertainment we went to the uni-cinema to see "The Terminal". It definately feels like we're back home now - going to the cinema is like a traditional of ours. The film was very good, although we couldn't understand what Tom Hanks was saying in some parts, but what happened next kind of cleared that up for us.I feel a bit sick at the moment.

I think I ate too many Chewits.

Catching up...

Today was a pretty wacky day. I had two pieces of coursework to hand in which is always a bummer, and I was expecting some test results, which is never a fun thing to have hanging over your head.

I managed to get the coursework in on time and in the right place - always a good thing. The test results were good too - 88%. I guess you could say I'm pretty happy now. I feel so relieved knowing that that's another three things I've got out of the way...

Dinner was horrible. It was meant to be oyster sauce but it was vile, and I'm meant to like oyster sauce. Maybe my taste buds are changing and I only think I like some of the foods I used to eat. I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing, but all I know is that's two meals this week that have been highly unsuccessful, and I was having a very good streak in the kitchen.

Butterfly and Child-Genius made a strange lemony gingery chickeny soup today. It's always fun watching them at the cooker - they can never decide on what they both like or want. Today Child-Genius went a bit OTT with the lemon juice, but I think she was lucky this time.

Sunday blues...

It's really eerie today. Sunday's are usually pretty quiet round here, but no one's around at the moment and term starts tomorrow. I think that I can safely say that not everyone's back on campus right now.

The fence still hasn't been repaired and no one went to the porter. Luckily The Hair is tall, so he managed to put up the ceiling tile. Princess made pancakes for breakfast. She said she's been practicing over Christmas, so gone are the days of mushy pancakes in our kitchen!

The night the fence fell down...

Last night was so windy I couldn't get to sleep. It sounded like an endless express train was zooming past my window. When I did manage to get to sleep I had a weird dream about a pufferfish and a sheep dog. I don't know what to make of my dreams sometimes.

It was so windy that one of the ceiling tiles was blown off in the kitchen. I need to go to the porter because we're all too short to put it back. Some of the fencing round the building site is down too, but they probably won't repair it for another month.