Two days in a row - get me...

Nothing much to report I'm afraid. Princess did my hair this morning, so that's nice. I also just had someone call me and ask if I had big nipples, which wasn't nice. I shouldn't hit them with a witty reply before I slammed the phone down on them.

Once again, today saw no interaction from Butterfly or Child Genius. When I went into the kitche around dinner time, Butterfly actually spoke to me. She commented on how nice my hair looked, but quickly shut up when I told her who'd done it for me. It does look good though. I can't get over how well Princess can French plait.

Myself and The Hair have just had some late night pizza. I don't think it was a good idea, as cheese is meant to give you nightmares. Nevermind.

Feeling like the only child I am...

Today was really good. I love having my parents here, I get on with them so well that they feel like older siblings. We went to have a look around my new flat, and they seemed impressed. I was also very happy to learn that we can paint our rooms next year! I'm thinking pale lilac. We didn't really do much else - we went to the Indian on campus and had a buffet meal, then packed up their car and they left. I guess that them being here reminded me that they are my family - no brothers or sisters, just them. It also saddens me that I thought the four of us were like sisters, but now Princess is the only one I feel that bond with. I suppose my life was much simpler when I was an only child living at home.

Another downer was that the doll order wouldn't go through. I've emailed the Crypt Club admin to tell them about the problem and they sent me an apologetic and very helpful email back. I also sent Mum and Dad an email telling them what dolls I want to buy and the instructions on how to buy them, so hopefully that'll be done soon. I'm so tempted to take them with me to the new flat, I've got a gorgeous collection.

On a positive note, they brought me my sandals. Yay for sandals!

I really feel like playing 'Black and White'. Mmm...

I want a rat...

I've been a bad little blogger again. I used to be so good at this, and I don't know what went wrong. I have my suspicions that it is connected to the awkwardness on the floor at the moment, as it doesn't really make good blogging material. Basically, it's just me and Princess now. Child Genius has buried herself in revision, and Butterfly isn't talking to us anymore. It's sad, but I don't like to dwell on it. It makes me feel too angry.

I still want a rat. Well, two to be precise. I've wanted to have one for months now, and recently my need for a pet rodent has suddenly increased. My plan is to buy two when I leave Uni, a white one called Pandora and a black one called Jezebel. I've got it all planned out in my head. Now it's a case of waiting for two years.

Anyway, I'll post more tomorrow. I'm in the process of preparing for my parents' visit in the morning. I'm taking them to see the new flat that I'll be living in next year. I went to view it with Princess on Friday, and it looked amazing. They also said that they would put more shelfing in if we wanted it, so that's good. It may be an excuse to take my dolls with me next year. Oh, devious me...

Coughing and spluttering...

As you can tell from the title of this entry, I'm not feeling too well at the moment. I think I have an evil chest infection. Bleh. I would like to thank the lovely company that is J Sainsbury's for providing chesty cough medicine for less than half the price of those supplied by the big names i.e. Benylin. When it comes to health products, you can't beat 'em.

Enough of my rant about over priced medicine. it's not like I had to pay out. It doesn't taste all that nice though, especially when compared to their tickly cough stuff. That stuff is like Calpol for grown ups. And I think we deserve it. I think the more times you've been ill, the nicer the medicine should taste. It's only fair. Otherwise, where's the reward for being a good sick person? They should give you a loyalty card, something like that. I really don't want to be sectioned, so I think I'll leave that thought as it is...

Apart from having to pause now and then whilst I coughed my little heart out, today's been quite good. I went into town with The Hair and one of his lovely friends. We bumped into my Metal Mummy too, which was very spiffing indeed. I fell in love with a beautiful suitcase for the second time in two weeks. When it comes to shoes I really couldn't care less, but when I see a bag I like, then you know that I'm really a girl, not some feminine looking bloke. My bag addiction is spiralling out of control. Well, it's not really. but it probably would if I had the funds.

Wool was one of the items on the top of the agenda today. I felt so crappy last night and would've killed for some wool. now I am a happy knitting bunny. That makes me sound so domesticated...

I am currently sitting with The Hair in the music technolgy labs, using one of their lovely Apple Macs. These things are great, if somewhat confusing. Who would've thought that "Internet Explorer" would be called "Safari". Strange huh? I also did something that deleted this post the first time I typed it, which I found highly annoying. Why couldn't they just make their computers easy like everyone else? I hate it when technicians go and make everything difficult for the pure joy of it. I do like the way that you can opt to have the background change every now and then though, that does look very pretty. I came with him so that he could play me some new tracks he'd recorded before we went to bed, but that was about an hour ago. At least I have some fun and slightly productive to do though. I think I'm going to go poke him until we leave now.

Poor deserted Blog...

I feel like such a bad Blog-owner. I was going so well at the start, but then this poor little thing died. I have decided that as of now, I shall attempt to resurrect it and restore it to it's former glory.

Today is a one of celebration. Not only is it my wonderful identical hand twin's birthday (hooray!), but I have finally completed my Creative Writing portfolio. As per usual, something had to go wrong, so I spent the best part of an hour trying to get it to print. All is well though, and I have a heafty folder to hand in tomorrow. To mark the occassion, myself and The Hair decided to have a Chinese takeaway, which I later fell in to whilst watching "Dawn of the Dead". Luckily I'd designated tomorrow as a cleaning day.

He isn't feeling too spiffing at the moment, so this post shall be brief to allow me to take my role as nurse. I promise to write more tomorrow.