Let Me Introduce Myself…..

Let Me Introduce Myself, Marion Raven

Apologise to those who have missed my blog(g), my crappness of bloggness knows no bounds.*

Mainly I have been boffed and perootling about with people. Now I seem to have a ton on Art and Chemicals work to be done, eep.

The highlight of the last week has been the Annual SimonG Chat Meet. Held about a million miles south of the country where there is a disturbing lack of hills. So most of my Friday was spent travelling to the meet with Katie, and from the meet Saturday night.

It was, frankly, wonderful to meet everyone for the first time. I still can’t believe how nice everyone actually is. There were jelly beans and funny card games called Flux. I got cadded by lots of luffly people (Merman, Nigel, Henners and Hutters kind half sat down hugged me), and met a giant. It was especially nice to talk to people who aren’t in the chat that often, like Jenny, (you are seriously funny girl). Mind you so is everyone else. Even being restrained from the jelly beans is funny when done by the right person, (you know who I mean, Alison). Even those who weren’t there were still included, a phone call from Katie-Jane and Nick meant they spoke to virtually everyone there at some point. I’m glad I got to put faces to names, it’s odd wondering how people will look if you can’t find a picture on their blog(g). *giggles, Ned looks a bit like Santa and yes I am that small in Real Life™. It was completely worth it, going a million miles to meet you all! I officially LOVE you all. I was touched that people seemed to know who I was instantly, but maybe that was because I was with Katie, next time I should know who you all are too.

Sunday I met my friend Liz for dinner and then went to Dominic’s house where I napped because I was tired and watched Bugsy Malone and Vic Reeves and cuddled.

Love and Huggles, Claire

*Hey Justin, you ok? You said you’ve had a rubbish week. I hope you’re ok now and feeling better, I’m concerned *hugs

I Need A Second Sunday, To Be With You. I’m Gonna Go Tell Monday This Is Something I Have To Do

Second Sunday, Jessica Andrews

I have had a fabtacular weekend!

Yesterday I set out for Manchester wearing my pretty jumper dress, despite the sky looking a little threatening and having to battle against the wind, which seemed determined to make me do a Marilyn Monroe. It tried all day, and as I had disobeyed the sacred “Shorter the skirt/dress, the bigger the underwear” rule I was rather hoping it wouldn’t blow up.* The rain we were expecting for Saturday arrived today, on and off we’ve had extreme wind, snow, sleet, and rain.

So shopping was lots of fun as usual. It started interestingly. Liz was late for the bus when it arrived, but rang me saying to get on it because she was at the next stop down. Now the bus I was catching can take one of 2 routes, one would take us past Liz. It chose the other route. So Liz was left to catch the next bus whilst I was left to wander round Manchester for half an hour before she arrived. I went to get Dom’s Valentines Day/Birthday/Anniversary present and also experienced Primark in a state if total desertion. Once Lizzy arrived we had lunch and wandered around enjoying ourselves.

The rest of my weekend has been spent emboffed. I caught the bus back to Dom’s rather than home, and we settled down for a weekend of largely watching The Simpson’s on his laptop. NEW EPISODES! From SERISE 16! The crapness of Channel Four and it’s “lets just repeat the old episodes and not play the new ones even though Fox sold us the rights not BBC2 because we promised to show the new ones and not just repeat old ones” attitude is so annoying. The Simpson’s just keeps getting funnier and funnier!
A random overnight stay happened, which was lovely, I’m rather partial to going to sleep and waking up all snuggled. It’s so lovely.
Love and Huggles, Claire

* No, it never actually did blow up, Thank God.

There’s Magic In All That You Do

I Bring It To You, Jessica Andrews

I seem to have been rather busy the last few evenings really, lots has happened. Tuesday night I was emboffed, there were lots of kisses, cuddles and a fair bit of Sonic too. All of which are most agreeable. Wednesday Liz past her driving test- YOU GO GIRL! - so I went out for a perootle around the town, with many visits to Tesco because we’d both managed to forget out purses. Last night I went to see Miss Potter with the Jesses, Zena and Liz, which was again fun.

Tomorrow shall be busy, shopping in Manchester then boffs house for the evening. Ooo both shall be fun methinks!

I hope everyone is safe after this horrible wind we’ve had. I hope things are better in California Justin, I heard it was rough there the other week. Lets hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow cause I want to wear my lovely new jumper dress.

Love and Huggles, Claire

PS. I appear to have been spammed, let’s hope it doesn’t happen again, I don’t want to have to turn comment verification on, it’s so annoying.

You Have Failed To Take Into Account My Mirror Balls!

Mr Susan, The Might Boosh, episode, Bollo, serise 1

I have watched a huge amount of The Mighty Boosh today. I love it so much. It’s just so random. Chrish and I used to walk around going “look at them shinin’, tsh tsh, look at them shinin’” when we cleaned toilets and had the “tsh tsh” sprays.

Pretty much stuck all my sketchbook stuff in. This means I’m onto the next stage, when I get the time. Tomorrow is a busy day, double Chemicals, then to Rawtenstall with Mum, then work, then to boff’s. Naturally I’m looking forward to the latter immensely.

We are still no nearer to figuring out how to get to London for this chat meet. Katie’s parents says we can’t have the car and there don’t appear too be many ways of getting to it cheaply. It’s all rather stressing me out; I’m losing sleep over it now.

Also, Happy Birthday to Mollye, hope you had a good day!

Whiler perusing the delights the “Next Blog(g)” button brings, I discovered this gem of advice on someones blog(g); “Keep it Simple and Keep it Colourful”. That sums up my own attitude to life rather nicely, and it’s a lovely quote. Below is the dudes link to his blog(g).

Love and Huggles, Claire

http://isthisyourcard.blogspot.com/

We Seem To Have A Knack For Miscommunication

Miscommunication, Delta Goodrem

I have been A Good Girl and spent all weekend being arty. There are now several more pages in my sketchbook than there were to start with. Or will be once I stick it all in. that is the Next Task after blogging. Tomorrow I shall do my artist research and hopefully stick that all in.

I’ve spent the last hour tackling my Chemicals homework, which for the most part (seems) to have been as easy as pie. With a lot of help on molecular formula from Ali and Ben has taught me how to do isomers of alkanes, as we only covered alkenes on Friday. Hopefully I will get a very good mark and prove that I actually have a brain. Which would be nice.

That’s about it for the last 2 days really; it was my sister’s birthday yesterday, although she showed an annoying disinterest in wanting to do anything. I recall thisis A Phase. She is 12 and a pain enough already. *cringes at the thought of the teenage years.

Right now to deal with my comments;
Justin, meaning Justin the merkin with a girlfriend called Mollye who blogged about the Nintendo Wii, (which was the first I’d heard about it), who is the only Justin I know who thought I wasn’t talking to him. Err well I was dude. Given you’re tackling the editing thing I thought it would be useful to see someone else’s editing style. Now worries. But I only know one Justin and he comments on my blog(g), (lovely lovely person he is).

Hutters, yes I did mean THE Ian Curtis. Unless there’s been more than one famous one, in which case I don’t know….and you’re also a lovely lovely person before you feel neglected.

I think that’s all cleared up now……

Love and Huggles, Claire

PS. Again the link for those who haven’t seen it but might want to;

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=94178252&MyToken=d21fbaea-2412-48df-926c-03203743ff46

But They Sent You Away

Mandy, Barry Manilow

Before I begin I have news that will shock and alarm you, so please sit down.

Are you sat down? *checks. Good right, here goes;

My laptop has died. She refuses to boot up at all.

No don’t get up in shock, there is more. *allows time for reader to settle down again and compose themselves.

Not only has my laptop died but she has been taken away to the Laptop Hospital to be fixed. In short, I am laptopless. How did I ever cope without her????? Come back to me my lovely Hetty.

Ok you can weep all you want now. It will be hard but she shall return soon. Hopefully in working order.

Sadly this places the curfew on me again; no internet after my sister has gone to bed. Sharing rooms SUCKS!

On the upside(not) as my weekend will be boffless due to his need to revise for his Maths re-sit Tuesday; I shall be busy actually doing art, because I haven’t done art and need to do art. Boffless weekend sucks ass, more than not having a laptop, this is the first we’ve spent apart since his return but needs must. If it means he gets an A then I’m happy to be back seated for a while. I saw him yesterday for snuggles, pillow fights and being pushed off the bed. Yes he finds it amusing to push me off the bed, something to do with the way I squeal….

Oh, one last thing, a bit of shameless advertising for my lovely boff. This is mainly aimed at one person, Justin. I bet that made you smile, being shouted out. My boff and his friend made a very funny video, which is on his myspace. You can reach his myspace from mine, his name being Dominic not boff. Check out the editing, and unless you LIKE Ian Curtis and don’t want to see him being made fun of I’d watch it.

Actually for you’re convenience here’s the link directly to his myspace, I’m sure he’d love your opinion. He’s the weird demon-clown thing. Normally he’s far less scary.

Love and Huggles, Claire

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=94178252&MyToken=ca13cddb-2e3a-44bf-bb44-d8bb48b69791

I’m Telling You Baby It’s Called Karma

Karma, Jessica Andrews

Here is an example of Karma for you all;

I left double Chemistry and set off to Tesco to meet my mum for dinner. Now the shortcut into Tesco means hopping over a fence and making your way down a steepish embankment. This is often slippery after wet weather, (which we’ve had lots of), and I’ve seen many people go base-over-apex down it so thought better of it. I was however cold after neglecting for once to put enough layers on, hungry and I really needed the toilet. So when I walked past a bit that seemed not so steep and not so muddy I thought, “to hell with it”. So over I went.

And on my arse I went.

One was not amused.

The clever-dumb balance was restored this evening however when I checked my email, and there was one form UCAS, (the University people for the merkins out there), so I ferreted out my application number which I will never know off by heart because it took me 13 years to learn my phone number, (only a slight exaggeration there).

I have had an offer from Chester, and not only an offer but an UNCONDITIONAL OFFER! That means folks that I have TWO university places regardless of anything. Clever little me, eh? When it comes to picking I’m most likely to choose Chester, because I like it better having briefly visited last summer. So I’m off for a celebratory hot chocolate now.

Love and Huggles, Claire

PS. Pity Chester is where Luke is. The friend my Nanna seems determined to set me up with. Methinks there will be repeated questioning of “isn’t that where that nice boy is?”

Honestly you’d think I didn’t have a boff.

PPS. I mean to blog(g) that on Wednesday but due to lack of computerness I didn't get chance. Better late than never.

When My Hope Is Gone, and I Feel I Can’t Go On, You Pick Me Up

You Give Me Love, Faith Hill

In a bid to get myself back to normality I actually Did Work today. I was still short of motivation really, but I settled down to stick some drawings I did in Bath into my sketchbook. I figure if I can get this project pretty much finished by half term, I should be ok. I also managed to speak to the teacher and hopefully I’ll have the mark structure for it tomorrow, which will help.

I also went to work, I was so tired yesterday I didn’t bother, but I managed it today. Thankfully it was only cleaning walls, which might be minding numbing but it wasn’t exactly hard work.

I’m feeling better, more like myself. Thank you for the lovely blog(g) comments people, I hope I can support you all the same way if you ever need it.

Love and Huggles, Claire

One Day At A Time

Going South, The Alice Bands

Since I went to Bath I’ve been on an emotional yo-yo. Admittedly since I came home in October my moods haven’t gone from completely hyper to crying my eyes out alone, but I am still struggling somewhat to maintain the even keel I used to. Prior to Bath I was blissfully happy, I had the most wonderful friends in the world, loved sixth form and the hard work it entailed, had a job that paid well, was convenient, all my friends did and frankly was lots of fun too and somehow I’d managed to acquire the loveliest boff in the world. I had a defined path, I knew what I wanted.

The only shadow was Bath. I knew for a long time I didn’t want to go, but I went anyway. Giving it a shot would have been the advice I got anyway, so it made sense to keep my fears to myself and try it.

It didn’t, as regular readers will know, work. I spent a month in utter hell.

I came home, and hoped that would fix things. It didn’t. I prayed the return of Dominic would somehow magically restore my self confidence and perma-happy self. It would appear there is no quick fix for the after effects of Bath.

Since Bath I lost the vast majority of my confidence in my work and my abilities. For a long time I considered myself unattractive, I didn’t seem to register on people radar, so I threw myself into work and being GOOD at things, at pretty much anything. So sitting in a classroom three times a week feeling SO stupid is something I’m unhappy about; I’m not good at not being good at things. To find Chemsitry such a struggle shook the little confidence I had left.
Since Bath I lost my direction, I picked a nice safe course that I know I can be good at. I have no idea where I want to go next year, I have so little interest and motivation for anything it’s frightening. Frankly the thought of university is terrifying. More accurately the thought of it being like Bath all over again is terrifying.

I’m not used to being devoid of motivation, intelligence or confidence. The last 2 years I have spent on a total high, for the reasons listed at the start of my blog(g), so to feel so depressed is even more depressing, I had further to fall.

The last couple of days I finally spoke to people, (the people namely being Dominic and my mum.) Bottling things up until they explode into a spell of tears and depression is not good, but is annoyingly the way I seem to deal with big things.

I feel better having talked to people, and I know that eventually I’ll get my confidence back and I won’t be so scared. It might just take some time.

Love and Huggles, Claire

A Little Bit Stronger, A Little Bit Wiser Than A Year Ago Today

A Year Ago Today, Delta Goodrem

Ooo look everybody the first blog(g) of 2007. Where on Earth did it go? Last year I mean.

I am an obsessive diary keeper. Aside from my two bloggs I also keep a written diary, which takes the form of an A5 notebook which I write in daily. Daily meaning if I happen to be out late I catch it up later, (hopefully), but unless I am dying I never ms it. I’ve been doing this for years now, since Juneish Year 8ish, which is about….*does Maths….errr….well 7 going on 8 years, and I have approximately 35 diaries. I love reading them, it’s amazing how much I have changed. So here is the question, what was I doing a year ago today?

Answer; “It’s done, I finished my final piece…it looks perfect”

I was referring to my final piece for my A Level Contextual Studies which was a buggar in the end. NEVER EVER sew round bubble wrap, it will send you bonkers. Having said that it did help me find my style somewhat, I learnt how I like to work from it.

Hmmm seems to have been an interesting week;

2nd; Finished final piece
3rd; went shopping and bough my rose tshirt which I love
4th; Dom appears to have been trying to match me up with some dude called Josh….Oh the Irony!
5th; I saw King Kong with everybody, I had this to say about it;
“Incredibly long but not a moment of spareness. Not sure I liked it, it may have been enthralling but it had too much violence and scary bits” (I am a wuss, and I seem to have forgotten the sick humour that made me giggle.)
6th; I apparently tackled that hill in Ramsbottom, (laugh away merkins at the name), on a driving lesson and didn’t stall, God how I hated those lessons.
7th; Finally did something about my first ipod, who’s battery refused to last more than 30mins. Poor Esmeralda was replaced for free by Perdita shortly after this date.
8th; I titled this entry “The best laid plans of mice and men” after Katie and I spent FOUR hours getting to the Trafford Centre.

Actually this is fascinating….my life is really rather interesting. If you don’t mind I shall peruse this some more

Love and Huggles, Claire