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December 31, 2005
Merry New Years
20:22 and I'm debating to go to sleep now.....there doesn't seem to be that much else to do. I've accomplished quite a bit this year, I don't think I could fit anything more in. May everyone have a lovely, not too drunken new years party, and may you make the most out of 2006.
o/
Posted by kat at 8:22 PM | Comments (0)
December 26, 2005
Merry Merry
I trust everyone is enjoying the festive season. Me? I'm counting down the minutes until I start work again. Listening to Massive Attack, trying to numb out the melancholic feeling. Me and celebrations don't seem to get on lately, birthdays (including Jesus') and new years celebrations seem unappealing, something I would far rather forego. Not long until the new year, and things start to return to normailty though. I got lovely presents this year, but just couldn't find words to tell people how I felt, which ended up in misunderstanding and tears, as do most Christmas'.
Just over a month and I shall be basking the sunny shores of my hometown, drinking cocktails, and dousing my third degree burns with lots of after-sun. Anyone who wants to meet up, the dates are: arrive 31 Jan, depart 10 Feb. Send me a shout and I'll try fit you into my diary ;). Which reminds me, I must book flights OFF the sodding island. All very well I have flights to CT, but can't get to LDN.
One more little 5 mark question to complete, and then I get to print off my assignment for posting this week, then I get to start on my next one, hoorah.
Now to decide whether I want to spend a day in London or not.....the temptation of shopping may be too great.
Posted by kat at 4:07 PM | Comments (0)
December 20, 2005
Scabilicious
I have scabs, and have had this in my head the whole day. Had my Christmas work lunch today as well. Sticky toffee pudding....mmmmmm. I feel so ill still. We had a competition to see who could finish their mega slice of sticky toffee pudding, and seeing as I had only eaten a salad, I reckoned I could give it a bash. I won, needless to say. This constant wave of nausea is well worth the title of "sticky toffee monster 2005"
Posted by kat at 8:00 PM | Comments (0)
December 16, 2005
Huzzah's all round
I went to church last night for a carol service. Half way through the minister's prayer, I broke down in tears. For some unknown reason it seemed to be the best thing that's happened to me these past few weeks. I regained some form of spirituality. Not necessarily with "God" per se, but I regained my faith in life and connected with something that made me feel whole again. As I walked out the church it felt like a little bit of the weight was lifted from my shoulders. I do not commit to the name "God" as I am, as we all know, of the science faculty of life, and like to see results and be objective. I do find it hard to draw up enough faith in something that may not be there. I believe, possibly in a higher being, although I still do debate with my oh-so-inquisitive-mind as to why we are here, so I sway back and forth to "Yes, we were all created by God" to "Darwin was right, we were once moknies"
My mom's also having a tough time at the moment, so I stayed at hers to provide company last night. I've been obsesively checking the univeristy's homepage the past week for my exam results as they advised they would be posted this week My God......dial-up and result waiting do not go well together. It was the longest 3 minutes of my life waiting for the page to load. I covered my eyes like I was watching a horror film. I saw my exam marks and just burst into tears.....again. Like earlier that evening they were tears of relief. Not only did I pass, not only did I get my B (77% ^ ^) I worked so hard for, but I bloody well did better in my exam than in my assignments which were all open book. I couldn't believe my peepers. I've been checking every 10 minutes just to make sure. Admittedly, it's not an A, but I didn't expect to get an A. All through my school career I've been a B student, why should I break the habit now? I feel B's are under-rated anyway.
Anyways, bottle of wine open with my name on.....celebrations all round.
Posted by kat at 8:09 PM | Comments (0)
December 14, 2005
Tom Jones, Tom Jones
So...what's on my itunes at the moment. Space > The Ballad of Tom Jones. It makes me giggle everytime, with lyrics as brilliant as:
You stopped us from killing each other
(Tom Jones, Tom Jones)
You’ll never know but you saved our lives
(Tom Jones, Tom Jones)
I’ve never thrown my knickers at you
And I don’t come from Wales
So, got two of the three questions of my assignment done. I am also feeling alot better, having passed on my dreadful symptoms to my dearest brother who on his 28th birthday is now lying flat on his back covered in snotty tissues, and full of medication. Rock on Drew! P.S, I'm sorry for giving you lurgies on your b-day
Also, I think I may need to see a shrink. I have seriously lost all interest in partying. I just don't fancy getting drunk, or being around drunks this season. In fact, I haven't felt like partying this whole year. Not normal for a twenty-two year old. I don't mind socializing, I just like it when alcohol is involved...weird hey? Maybe I'll become this fantastically eccentric, super intelligent social outcast, but at the same time be admired by all for my brilliance. Kind of like van Gogh, or some other super hermit-like famous person. Maybe I'll just turn out to be some boring spinster. I do hope the prior. Don't want to go through all this suffering for nothing....
Anyway, it's late--ish. I only woke up at 11am today. I heart holidays. Must return to a normal sleeping habit. It's funny, I can't remember a time before this week off. It's like I never used to work, but the reality will soon hit home when I awake Monday morning thinking "Oh crap, work".
Have a good Thursday. It is Thursday tomorrow, right? I have lost all track of time *checks calender*
Posted by kat at 11:01 PM | Comments (0)
December 12, 2005
Yay winter!
OJ makes me phlegmy, which kind of sucks a bit when you have a killer cold and are trying to boost up on vitamin C, and all you get is orange tasting phlegm, and a choking sensation, which causes you to cough uncontrollably for 5 minutes, with noone around to symapthise, or at least pat you on your back. Needless to say, I am enjoying the first day of my week off. I told you I am doomed with bad luck. My first proper holiday (even though it is at home) in 1 1/2 years (the other days I have had off were for study), and I'm lying in a heap rather resembling my pile of used tissues-pale, crumpled and slightly full of snot.
So, what's new. As usual nothing, apart from this panicky feeling I have as I haven't finished my new coursework, let alone start any of the assignments I oh so diligently signed up for. The assignments are only due end of January, but I have procrastinated so much with them, and have enjoyed coming home from a hard days work and doing nothing, that I can see myself forgetting about them, and suddenly realising I only have a week left. I MUST make a start at one of them tomorrow. I want to have one of them completed by the end of this week off, which at the moment does not seem likely as I can hardly look at words and my eyes start watering, and then the nose goes, and I start sneezing.
On a lighter note......I get a whole week to watch "Murder, She Wrote", with my heroine Jessica Fletcher. Caroline will know what I'm on about. I still test our theory by the way...(the 20 minutes,20 minutes, 5 minutes one!). I managed to give the house a good clean, despite me feeling rotten, which is one thing off my list. Now I can concentrate on a) getting better so I can enjoy my Christmas party this weekend, b) finish my assignment, and c) bask in Angela Lansbury's glory (all hail the Fletch).
Enough of that, must return to the realm of real life now. Will maybe do a snow dance later, and possibly write an email to the special Birthday girl for tomorrow..........
Posted by kat at 7:09 PM | Comments (0)
December 8, 2005
Have yourself a melancholic Christmas
Another year roles by, and retrospect rears its ugly head. I've had an eventful year, and was hoping for a good end to the year. That, however, does not seem apparent. It may be the first time this year that I'm feeling a bit blue. I've managed to make light of most mishaps and general crappiness, but I think I need to be melancholic for just a while-it may make the start to next year seem ok in comparison. Expectations seem to play a big part in my mood at the moment. One always expects a jovial festive season, and every one of them seems to let me down. Things I don't want to happen do, and things I do want to happen don't. I'm a bit tired of making light of my bad luck, and would really wish it would change. As far as I can remember, I haven't broken any mirrors recently, yet seemed to be damned with a series of let-downs.
I suppose I should just do what I always do, and get the head down and carry on persevering. I just wish the big man up there would cut me a bit of slack, because I'm sick of people who don't put any work into things, yet reap rewards, and I carry on slogging away, yet end up with nothing.....and then shrugs my shoulders and try again. I also wish that people weren't so unreliable. I suppose I can be that too sometimes....let he who is without sin cast the first stone and all I guess.
All that, and I can't stop eating chocolate...it's like a drug, I get serious withdrawl. I've tried dosing up on magnesium and calcium, but I can't get enough at the moment. It's not comfort eating, it's a serious addiction. May have to find me some help. Maybe a two-for-one deal, you know, the "Get off the choc, and sort your head out" kind of deal. We all have our vices I suppose
Posted by kat at 8:21 PM | Comments (0)