Initially i apologise for my web-diary neglect. I've been a busy girl.. well as far as 50th birthday parties, extortionate half-fests and college goes. With only two days before Easter break i'm literally crawling at the walls, college-resent is more apparent with this being the 5th consecutive day i've failed to turn up on time. I wish i felt remorse for this. I don't.
I don't know whether its me becoming increasingly bitter but i am able to criticise too much at the moment and i'm beginning to sound like my mother. People i love are being hypocrites or hypochondriacs and a Law video i am supposed to take into serious consideration can't even spell their title 'just deserts' correctly. Help?
I also just ate a chocolate cornflake easter cake that has essentially made me want to vomit.
In highlight of my weekend, i deliciously enjoyed 'mum-dancing' to the likes of the Time Warp and 'Shake your tailfeather' by the Blue's Brothers at the birthday shindig but did not enjoy the raging testosterone amongst the vertically challanged on Sunday. There's enjoying the band and generally being a pest. Aside your 'don't stand in the pit if you don't want to get hit' bullshit i don't appriciate being punched in the head when i'm 6 rows back OR a small red scottish 'fella' sloppy moshing me when there isn't particularly any music playing.
Bringing 7 Austrians back to my house was also pretty interesting.
I now regret leaving it so long to leave a post. It now seems apparent that i like the sound of my own thoughts, i don't.
'What goes around always comes around'.
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