I've got the CUTEST pink denim skirt to wear out tonight! It's the brightest shade of bubblegum pink. I'm going to team it up with a black top of some kind, HUGE pink hoop earrings, black shoes and pink nail varnish. Should look cool. Not as glam as the other girls in Oceana but i don't want to look like them. I want to look cool.

Bring it on!!!!

This morning I finally got to go to uni to register. Now the wheels are set in motion for me receiving my student loan. Thank god! I'm down to about £60 which is not good. Had a looooooooong lecture about important stuff like modules, projects, library changes, careers advice blah blah blah. Caught up with a couple of my coursemates. My timetable is shit. I get Wednesdays off which is no use to me as it means my weekend with the Boyf will only be a weekend. I need a Monday or Friday off ideally. Then we are told that xmas and easter hols have been cut from 3 weeks to 2 weeks! I also have a 9am start on Thursdays which is the worst day EVER to start at 9. Wednesday nights are the night we all go out on. Not any more. I'm a 3rd year now and really need to make all my lectures and tutorials. Serious stuff. *sigh*

That's where i went last night. Despite being in my 3rd year here i've never been there before. We queued for an absolute AGE to get in. Over half an hour. I needed to pee so bad it made the wait bloody awful. We finally got in sometime after 11pm and dashed to the loos. I have to say my impressions of Gatecrasher were not what i had been expecting. I envisioned it being quite classy and even pretentious but no! It was quite nice inside but not as posh as good ole Oceana. I wore my shoes and a skirt but there really was no need. There were quite a few girls in there in jeans and trainers.
Queueing at the bar was like being in a rugby scrum. It really was quite vicious. I HATE queuing for drinks!! We drank quite a lot at home but the effects had well and truely worn off after the queuing in the cold. I therefore bought 2 double vodkas so i didn't have to queue for a while. This theory didn't work because i drank them really fast and was soon thirsty for more. After a while we decided to try the bar again. It was fucking hopeless. After waiting for 20 minutes squashed up against strangers it became obvious it was a lost cause and we gave up. This is probably why i don't feel ill today, i couldn't get enough booze in! I don't know why there weren't more bar staff on. Totally crap.

The dancefloor was rammed and we got pissed off with it so 3 of us decided to leave. For some reason, housemates V and P decided that we couldn't say to the other 2 that we wanted to go home but had to make an excuse to leave or they'd be pissed off at us. So we invented a ridiculous story that P had been break-dancing/hiphopping out too strongly and had been asked to leave by the bouncers. Absolutely hilarious - as if!! They actually believed it too.
Taxi home was a rip-off as usual. Followed by pizza and dancing on my bed again. Sorry again to the neighbours.
I would definitely go there again because Fresher's Week is always rammed everywhere so not a true reflection of places.

I've got to go get ready to go hat shopping with V now. Decided we need hats for winter. bye for now!!

I've just been to the shops and i swear the wind nearly blew my glasses off my face! I hate the wind, it's so annoying! I hate the way it sticks my hair to my lipgloss and blows bits into my eyes.
Last night there were apparently tornodos in Nottingham! This i can believe as the wind and rain woke me up in the night and i was proper scared. It sounded like a hose pipe blasting onto the windows and the wind sounded horribly violent. Luckily it had also woken the Boyf and so he made me feel a bit less scared. I swear if we had roof tiles instead of a solid copper roof they would've blown off. Bloody violent storm. Extreme weather scares the crap out of me.

My last 2 entries were complete crap as my brain had melted from all the fun i'd been having at my first week back at uni. I'm more together now after a weekend home with the Boyf and no alcohol. I'm back in Leeds again now and i'm probably going out tonight which i'm looking forward to. Thought i'd just jot down what has happened so far in my 3rd year of uni life.

With that said i'd better get my ass in gear and go to the shops. Bye bye for now bloggers! xx

Last night Housemates and i went out again. We had an awesome time! We drank and danced the night away and then everyone came back to our house where we ate pizza and listened to loud music til nearly 5am. Feel bad for the neighbours today! I also feel bad for my bedroom carpet as we all hung out in my room and it now has chips trampled into it. Gross. Feel pretty tired today and i left my makeup on so now my eyes are all black and crusty.
The Boyf wants me to come home today and i do really miss him but i've told him i'll be home tomorrow.
I also had another Fearne Cotton comparison last night!!!
This post reads a bit randomly but again i'm pretty tired and don't seem capable of writing anything more structured!

Yesterday i packed my bags and left the Boyf, the cat and the flat. I'm back in Leeds and loving it!
It's like i've never been away. Went out with all my housemates last night to a club after drinking at home. It was absolutely rammed. I swear the student population here is so much more in your face than in Nottingham. We queued for half an hour to get into the club. It was windy and cold and i had a short skirt with no tights on. Brr! Had a good night i think.
My room is an absolute shit tip today. I haven't even unpacked yet. Really need to sort stuff out but i'm feeling a bit rough at the moment.
We are going out again tonight. Definitely need a power nap before that.
I miss the Boyf but am loving being with my friends and having a good time.
Can't think to write an intelligent entry today. Might blog again later.
Bye bye for now from student land.

I had fake nails put on and a spray tan on Sunday! The nails look really nice but aren't very practical. It now takes me forever to get my contact lenses out. I dropped a pound coin in a shop this morning and was scrabbling around for an embarrasing amount of time trying to pick it up. Texting is also a nightmare. Oh the price i'm paying for long glossy nails!

The tan looks surprisingly real to say i'm normally as white as a sheet. Got terrible tan lines where my underwear was. There was no way i was getting totally naked!
This is all in preparation for me going back to uni tomorrow. Students are surprisingly glamorous in Leeds and i feel like an ugly frump when i go out with no tan on. I'm really excited about seeing my housemates again. I'm pretty worried about my money situation as i don't get my loan for a while yet. Oh well i may be poor but i have pretty fingers and a golden glow. Haha.

This morning as the Boyf was using taking a leak in the toilet, Flatmate got up and shut himself in the bathroom (it's separate to the loo). Boyf opens the door to wash his hands and there he is pissing into the bathroom sink! Dirty motherfucker!!! What a scratty fucking tramp. Boyf shut the door and shouted "I hope you're going to clean that!!" Our bathroom is lovely and sparkling clean. The Boyf is well anal about cleaning stuff, Flatmate isn't. Also as our living set-up is a bit strange, the bathroom sink is the only sink we have in the flat. We use the kitchen on the ground floor for cooking. So the sink up here is where we wash, drink out of and wash our dinner plates etc. It's NOT ok to piss in!!! I'm so angry.

He didn't clean it, he completely ignored the Boyf and went back to bed. He isn't at work today but hasn't yet surfaced because he went out last night and i bet he has a hangover. When he does come out of his pit i'm going to have a go at him about it. For god's sake it's disgusting! Makes me wonder if he's done it before. AARGH! 

Urgh last night i couldn't sleep. I was tired but awake for ages and ages. When i did drop off i kept waking up and felt wide awake. I had horrible dreams about the Sept' 11th attacks. I blame it on me watching Farenheit 9/11 last night before going to bed. I couldn't watch it to the end, i found the war scenes too upsetting. The nightmares made me feel really spooked and i woke up all sweaty and gross. So now i'm pretty tired.
I'm not looking forward to work today. This is my last week thank god. The boss is back today, i really hope he doesn't keep moaning on at me to do stuff.
I'd better go shower to wake myself up now. Not in a very good mood really.

Bloody washing machine is still broken. I've just attempted to do some handwashing. It takes ages!! I've managed to wash about 8 pairs of pants and a t-shirt and i'm bored of it and my hands are all wrinkly. I can't wash any of the Boyf's clothes because they are just too dirty and i don't want my hands in his boxer shorts water!! I'm probably going to be the only student going BACK to uni with bags of dirty washing to do! I bet they'll take ages to dry as i can't think of a way to spin the water out of them. Unless i swing them around my head on the roof but i may accidently let go and my pants would go sailing down onto the traffic below. Hmm. I don't know how they did it in the olden days. Wish i had a mangle right about now.

Late last night me and my best buddy randomly decided we wanted to go out. So we did! It was a rush but made it out for 11pm. Well we crammed all of our drinks into the space of an hour so got pretty drunk again. The Boyf had a stress at me because i was going out and leaving him on his own but we managed to sort it out. I'm not staying in just because he wants to! it was a pretty fun night. We danced the night away as usual and i got told i look like Fearne Cotton by a random guy - haha! I got home at about 3am and decided to sleep on the sofa because didn't want to wake grumpy Boyf. He woke me up early and told me to get in bed and cuddled me back to sleep which was nice so i guess he's not in a mood with me anymore. Phew! I felt like a total badger this morning. I still feel gross now. I managed to spend £30 which i feel bad about because i'm supposed to be saving money for Freshers week. Oh well! I've got a bruise on my shoulder after some dickhead threw a bottle at me when i was dancing. They were obviously jealous of my amazing moves .

Last night after work i drank half a bottle of beer and smoked half a roll-up. I feel half dodgy today! Throat felt a bit yuk this morning. Haven't smoked in over a week so maybe that's it. I didn't drink any water after the beer, just got straight into bed and woke up feeling gross and thirsty. How crap am i!! I hope this isn't a sign of things to come as i am planning on drinking a lot lot more when i get back to uni.
Just tucking into some porridge now and hopefully i'll feel better after a shower. Rock 'n' roll!

I keep having random people tell me that i look like Fearne Cotton! So i Googled her and OH MY GOD! It's freaky! One of the pics i found was the spit of me! I'm becoming quite obsessed with her. I've watched her new show that's on ITV for the last 2 nights and it is super weird. She totally has my chin, nose and eyes. Not sure bout the mouth. Her hair in this show is the same length although mine is way blonder. She even sounds a bit like me! To make it even spookier we are the same age AND we have the same middle name!! Dum dum dum! My housemate is convinced we are secretly related - haha!
Well i'm pretty chuffed with the comparisons because i think she is hot.

My pink GHD straightening irons are breaking. The flex at the plug end is dodgy so they switch off all the time. The Boyf says he can fix them for me but will have to cut the plug off and put another one on. This means i'll lose the pretty pink plug! I emailed GHD to ask if they can fix them. They've replied and said they can but there may be charge as my guarantee has ran out. That's fine, what isn't fine is the fact they could be gone for 14 days! 14 DAYS with no GHD's!!! I'd be housebound. Good god i can't imagine going that long without them. I can't wear my hair curly as it just goes frizzy. It's straight or nothing. I know it's vain but i just love the way they make my hair look. I'm quite insecure about my apperance sometimes and i just feel awful when i'm out with crap hair or crap makeup on.
So an ugly plug it is then. Maybe i'll stick stickers on it to make it look nicer. *sigh*

I blogged on Sunday about my Dad and how i hadn't seen him in 6 months. Well just as i decide to give it up and wait for him to contact me, he does! He actually called me today and we are meeting up tomorrow. He is going to pick me up and we are going over to my mum's house to get my sister then do something. How exciting!  It's actually years since my Dad has picked me up to do anything. I felt pretty happy after he'd called. I reckon my sister's said something to get him to call me. It'll be nice to see him not in the pub and without all the people he hangs out with. I hope we have a nice day. I also hope he gives me some money! It sounds greedy when i say that but it IS actually about money as well as him taking an interest in my life. He has never paid any child maintenance or contributed in any way towards my time at school or uni. My mum and stepdad have paid for everything since i was 8. In fact, he probably didn't contribute much when my parents were married but that's a whole other story.
So in short, i'm happy to be seeing him. I'll be happier if he gives me some money!

Yesterday at work there was an old guy in who regularly drinks in the daytime. He is 78 and tends to tell me pretty boring stories to which i just politely listen and smile etc. Anyway, it all got horribly nasty when he came over just i had served 2 other regulars (an old black guy and a white lady) and said "In Africa those 2 would have been put into an asylum" to which i said "what?"
Old guy - "Well you know a white woman and a Nigger like him"
Well i exploded!!! I shouted don't you start talking to me like that i'm not going to listen. Then he started shouting "Black bastards!" and swearing at me because i refused to listen to his racist torrent of abuse! I can't believe a stranger would say stuff like that to me! I was fuming. Besides the racism, the couple in question aren't actually a couple, the woman is the man's neighbour and carer. Well i was shouting at him to get out and bollocks to him etc. There was a table of civilised women drinking wine in the bar and when i got rid of him the clapped and said well done. They had also heard what he had said and were just as appalled.
I'm still mad about it now! Needless to say, the racist man is now barred.

I don't know how to fit in everything that i want to do today.
I definitely have to be at the opticians at 4.10pm which is getting in the way of my plans. I'm planning to go over to my mum's today and see everyone. I also want to go to the gym. The opticians and the gym are in the same town which is halfway between here and my mum's. I don't know whether to go gym, mum's, opticans, home. Or gym, mum's, opticians, back to mum's then home. Or fuck off the gym, go mum's, see if she'll give me a lift to opticians and back, then home later tonight.
Wow this is a boring post. I think i'll ring my mum see what time she's definitely in first. Who knows maybe she'll be out after all and my plans are all for nothing. I hope not, i can't take another day of family rejection!
Felt depressed all day yesterday thinking about my Dad. I spoke to my sister and she thinks we should go over to his house and talk to him about how we feel. *sigh* I just don't know. I'm pretty angry as well as upset and my course of action at the moment is to wait for him to call me which i know won't be for a long time. I worked out that i haven't seen him since my birthday which was 6 months ago! That also means that i'm 25 and a half! NOOOOOOOO!

As the Boyf has gone out today thinking i'd be at lunch with my Dad for hours (see post below), I've decided to dust off my gamecube and play The Legend of Zelda - The Ocarina Of Time. I love the Zelda games. I've never actually completed the Ocarina one so decided today's the day to start it again. Really good escapism. Taking my mind of my family.
I love computer games. I've pulled the sofa closer to the tv, put surround sound on and shut all the blinds. Like a proper nerd. I am kind of lonely though. Hope the Boyf comes home soon.

I was supposed to meet my Dad for lunch today. I haven't seen him in months (since March, i think). The Boyf gave me a lift and just as we were approaching the pub, my Dad texted saying "I'm not feeling well so not going. Everyone else is there tho". Well fucking great! I wanted to see my Dad, not everyone else. I don't like everyone else. My step-mum is a crazy alcoholic, my uncle is a nob, so is his girlfriend and all the steggy, pathetic losers they hang out with. I wanted to see my Dad. I cried when he texted me and told the Boyf to turn round take me home. I feel really rejected by my Dad. My parents divorced when i was 8 and i used to see him every Saturday. As i got older i've seen him less and less. I've never been to his house, we just meet in the pub all the time. I've been at uni for 2 years now and he's only just managed to remember i'm at Leeds not Sheffield! There is a really big background to this story and i don't think i can fit all of it in here. Basically i feel upset that my Dad doesn't seem to be interested in me. He never EVER calls me. Occaisionally i get a text saying "luv u" and i call him back and he's usually a bit drunk. I know he doesn't call me because of his phone bill. How sad. I always have to call him. He is having problems recently with panic attacks, the first i knew of this was again a text when he was drunk. Maybe this is why he cancelled last minute today. He won't help himself which frustrates me. He has high blood pressure and cholesterol yet continues to drink, smoke, eat tons of red meat and do no exercise. I feel like he is so selfish in not trying to help himself. If he dies it's all his fault and he'll leave me and my sister because of his crappy lifestyle.
To top it all off i was feeling a bit rejected anyway because last night i was going to go over see my mum and stepdad and they cancelled on me said they were going out for a walk instead. I said no probs, i'll come over today instead but they are going out. I've hardly seen them these hols which is due to me not living at home anymore but i felt a bit upset that they don't seem to miss me! This is probably just me being emotional, i know they must miss me really.
So in short i'm feeling very sorry for myself today and very upset with my Dad. I never rang him or replied to his text because i just don't know what to say.