athalassia

the biggest supermassive BLISTER

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 15:21:05 GMT

Ok so you wanna go to a party or a social gathering and look like you have just fallen out of Sex and the City the Movie. But they never tell you how they manage to walk all the way across Manhatten in tiny 6inch heels. But you think sod it, I am a marvellous sexy twenty something. I only need fabulous shoes and attitude.

Well sadly in addition to their fabulous shoes and attitude they also have taxis/limos. Whereas you are poor and stupidly decide to walk from Somerville to Oriel in 10mins flat wearing the sexiest and therefore the highest shoes you own. You arrive marvellously late, of course. And sporting a pair of the world's largest blisters right on the balls of your feet. And you can't take your shoes off - this is formal hall where the main dude in the big throne chair has a direct view of your feet. A bit off-putting for his main course to see your skanky tootsies all blistered and blown up. So you SUFFER.

And then when you are just mustering up the courage to walk home you have to go and have second pudding and drinks and for this you have to STAND UP. And that main dude is there again and you know bare feet dont go with the lovely dress your friend lent you so you persevere. You really try to pay attention to what people are saying about whatever it is they are blabbering on about without mentioning the fact that you feel something the size of a football has crept into your shoe.

But then you get to leave and the agonies start afresh. You attempt to get a taxi before you realise Oriel to Somerville isn't exactly car friendly. So off the shoes come only to be matched with all the crap that seems to suddenly be on the pavement. I don't know where all those stones come from, I really dont. You finally make back to the safety of squashy areas and use the piggy back express a.k.a your boyfriend for toliet trips. And as a reward for such foolishness you indulgently take the day off work the next day. Well, you can't be expected to be fabulous all the time now can you.

Moral of this story - High heel shoes equal days off work.

Omg!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Mon, 19 May 2008 18:25:19 GMT

So this this time last year was finals. Scary thought thinking that the last year has just seemed to disappear into the ether...
So what have I done:
A. Got a job (that today at least was AWFUL) but on the whole is ok.
B. Lived in a lovely house with lovely people. U know who u are...
C. Directed one marvellous OODLES show ;)
D. Wrote a play (hurrah!)
E. Graduated from university (almost forgot about that one).
F. Managed not to drive my boyfriend or friends away!!
G. Gone to lots of dinners iwth friends (see how i am growing up) and lots of parties too (not so fully grown up..)
H. Seen some more weird and wonderful things.

Also today I got to see a penis be injected. That's not something you see everyday....

So yes, in summary - good year. Lots of other stuff probably happened but i can't remember anything - maybe because I have had a gin already to block out the penis injections...

hmm i only seem to do memes

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Fri, 21 Sep 2007 16:33:45 GMT

Write a personal ad for yourself (in which you assume that you are single or otherwise available).

1) It has to make you sound as unappealing as possible
2) It has to be honest - you can't lie at all
3) It can't sound as though you're deliberately making yourself sound unappealing.

Strange and accidentally sexually provocative girl seeking geek boy to be her bumpkin. Boy must be able to cope with moments of excessive madness with dodgy faces and noises included. Extreme drunkness and disaggreements with gravity come extra. Sounds blonde.

Luckily in a million to one chance I have managed to find someone who fills this exact description !!!! XD

Oooooooooooooooooooo

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 17 May 2007 21:43:14 GMT

There are FOXES IN MY GARDEN! They are so cute.

That is all.

oh my!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 17 May 2007 10:45:33 GMT

KAY, i dunno how u do links and i dont have my handy beth with me atm to show me. But here is something u all might find interesting. my oh my...

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ya2s_the-power-of-adobe

enjoy -

btw sorry this looks like my 12yr old cousin wrote it. wiv all the comp speak and all. tbf i am in a duvet, with only one accessible hand, a full arms length from the cumputer. And i cant spell. This is how i revise ok!!!!!!

I am having arguments with the weather.

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Tue, 27 Mar 2007 12:24:33 GMT

Why is it that whenever you are stuck inside revising/working etc. it is glorious bloody sunshine all day and tweety birds and fresh smelling air but you cant enjoy it cos u're stuck indoors reading about mucus. Then as soon as you have the chance to go outside and not be a loser hermit they forcast SNOW!!!!! I mean really - someone is having a laugh at my expense. They already made it rain on me the whole time I was in Lyons with Liz. I am taking it up with the management - this has gone on long enough. I just hope he doesnt get offended and decide to make the summer after exams awful as punishment.

I am such an idiot

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 15 Mar 2007 16:36:49 GMT

Ah - how times change. I dunno whether all this was the act of some sort of ironic force that delights in showing off or something but I was a total idiot.

This is something I wrote...errrrm a few months or so ago in a bit of a depressed/feeling sorry for myself stage....

"I feel like I am incapable of falling in love. I can feel intense things about abstract ideas etc. (see 4!) and I love my friends and family etc but I have never been completely, totally, hopelessly in love with someone. I have never lost control of myself with anyone. I am always in control of a relationship, and of my heart. I have never had a crush. I have never fancied someone more than they fancy me. I think I will never be able to fully give it to someone, because I dont know how."

H aha ha ha ha ha aha ah ahaahahah aha ah ah aha ah ah ah aha ha ahahahaa ha ha. I am such a fool. I officially retract that above statement. Someone shoot me - actually I think someone already has, through the heart.

small slice of oxford life.

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 01 Mar 2007 17:33:35 GMT

I was sneaking into Somerville library last night (to look for a book - before anyone gets any cheeky ideas). And I was wandering past all the old books and it was so strange. Hilda;s library is just like some really crap mobile library and theres nothing to it really. No personality. But as I was exploring all the really old books on the top of this wooden balcony bit I got the wonderful tingling sensation I always used to associate with books and beautiful libraries when I was little. That marvellous feeling of being surrounded by so much knowledge and interesting things that could just reach out and touch all these things just by picking up a book. I stayed there for so long just looking at stuff - like I found this really old book by T.H. Huxley (who if anyone knows was pretty big on the whole advocating evolution thing - big fan of Darwin's) And it was like going back in time and being there for it all. It was a while later I felt sad that I didnt get that from my library, then I left.

Avenue Q

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Sun, 03 Dec 2006 18:13:12 GMT

I have discovered the delights of this musical ^ Who I gladly thank my college sister for showing to me. She is marvellous. I recommend it to anyone who loves OULES songs in general, if you;ve never heard it. Though I'm sure most of you have, since I am generally the rubbishy one who doesnt know anything. Like thinking Monty Python was a person and thinking the Rocky Horror Show was daytime tv. (ok the last one is a lie, but I still havent seen it - so for all I know it could be!!!!)

Relaxation

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 23 Nov 2006 01:26:46 GMT

I have just realised the secret to staying sane when there is far too much stress in your life.
Dirty fanfiction. Obv I knew the wonders of it before, but normally fanfic of all kinds is just a hobby of mine. But being so busy these last few weeks I have not had time for reading anythin. Today was the first time I have had an hour to myself in about 2 weeks. And tbh I've been going slightly insane from all the work and not having any time alone when I wasn;t working. But just one hour of reading blatant naughtiness that is silly and fun, with just me and my imagination and I feel so much more relaxed and human. It wasn;t even the fact it was naughty, just having it there to distract me from my life for a bit was what I needed.

Back to working for the next few days tho, and then...well I may even be so inspired by it all as to write something again. Esp something dirty...

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Sun, 06 Aug 2006 17:56:33 GMT

A flibbertigibbet
A will-of-a-wisp
A clown...

Anyway, is anyone following this on the beeb, it has me hooked already. This is what you get from spending the summer attached to the tv. I mean i go out and lab it all day, and then I come back for extreme blobbage eveningwards, so its no wonder I am tv/dvd obsessed. I feel old.

There seems to be something to with sitting in front of the telly in the evenings that makes me fear what I will be like in 10 years. I kno what I'm like now, what will happen when I get tireder and lazier than i already am??

I might try to invent an anti-aging device/time machine to not only prevent these thoughts but to also help hildabeast do her history essays by going back in time to save those scrolls she;s always on about and for me to see some extinct animals.

I'd like to go back in time just for the holiday. It would be cool to ponce about pretending to be Greek, or Roman or even Neanderthal for a bit to get out of this world for a bit. Maybe have a bit of an adventure, but still come back to our time where we have electricity and the internet, and shampoo. Those sort of important things that make it good to be around in this time zone. You know like chocolate and the vote....:D

EXAMS ARE OVER!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 15:37:32 GMT

OMG it finally ENDS! The last few weeks have been total hell. And i completely apologise to anyone I have pissed off with my grumpleness. I was rather stressy lately.

But they are over! Thank God! The first paper, Evolution and Systematics was total arse. They asked completely scary questions which I could only answer well on for two of the four. But i managed to wank my way through the others enough to hopefully have scraped through it. The one yesterday was no better, I thought Environment would at least be blagable but there is a serious limit on how much someone can blag about stuff they dont have a single clue about. I just hope I got a 2:1 - next year is goin to be such a trial if i don't. Cos this is 20% of my final finals which equals extreme workage next year if they were totally fucked up.

But still, I will worry nearer the time, espeically since I wont even find out my mark since they'll just tell me what "quartile of the year" I am in. Grrr.

Yesterday was SOOOOO much fun though. Had a fabulous welcome outside exams schools from all the non-biologists, who were dressed as animals with loin cloths and green hair. Not sure how that makes them animals but still. And we were all green haired and glittered too, which was great. Ended up in hilda's for foodage cos I still had £30 of meal money on their that the bloody kitchens are gonna have now. *rages* and drank lots of free booze from the bar.

We ended up having lots of antics like piggy back rides and trolley rides as well as punting. That was by far the most hilarious part of the day. Trying to get 7 people into a punt designed for five and trying to punt that punt down the river while slightly inebriated is not the best plan in the world. Although it was the funniest!

Ended up nearly falling in, getting on the bank, sliding down the bank, dropping the pole far too many times, abandoning Steve and Ferny, not to mention dropping Fred's sunglasses into the river cos some branch hit me over the head and they fell in. We even went for a little swim in the Cherwell, but only in my tights and tops since beth didnt want her skirt to get dirty. Ended up walking rouind college in just a bra and tights with Slittle's jacket on top. Was so hilarious when all these 60year old conference people came past looking totally shocked. He he he.

Was such a great day! The evening wasn't bad either, what with continuing the drnking binge so it totalled 15 hours by the end of it all and going to the Bridge for some serious dancing. I later got laughed at by the police on the way home cos of trying to go to sleep on the pavement. Oh dear. But in all it was fabulous and I can't beleive it is all over.

What will I do with my life now I am no longer living in the library?

nergle

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Tue, 20 Jun 2006 17:14:14 GMT

Hmm, the weather is shiney, I am apathetic (ish!) towards exams, but i want to go home. I miss my mom. I want her to give me a cuddle and let me curl up on the sofa with her and watch chick flicks a.k.a pride and prejudice all evening. I can't believe i wont be home for sooooo long this summer. I miss it, our sofas are so comfy. :D

Tbh Oxford is pissing the shit out of me, what with exam fun and project fun - hence me feeling like this. I just want to go home cos i know I dont have any responsibility there. I need some down time after these last few weeks. I just hope i get some before the damned project start, otherwise i'm not going to be relaxed enough before next year. (Altho gran canaria should be my consolation). And i will be Miss Highly-Strung, which wouldn't be pleasant for ANYONE!

I will phone mom instead and wibble to her a bit, and she can wibble back and our dual wibble and cure will be complete :D

xxx

i hate revision!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Mon, 19 Jun 2006 13:07:43 GMT

I want it all to go away. I am beginning to panic ever so slightly. It doesn't help that I don't feel like i no anything. There's just so much stuff to learn and not enough time. I know i feasibly couldn;t have done anymore or started any earlier but i just wish i didn;t have to do them so soon! No scratch that, i don;t want to do them at all. I'm doing ok in general why do they have to examine me on it!!! Oh God, I'm getting those panicky stomach churn moments going on. You kno, when your whole stomach turns over and ur left with ice cold dread festering within you.

*breathe breathe*

*Think of calming gardens with fountains and flowers....*

*breathe*

Fabulous little things

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Fri, 16 Jun 2006 17:33:35 GMT

I learnt something fabulous today (more exciting than mammal conservation strategies) that there are several marvellous ways of eating Malteasers when you are bored and on a revision break.

You can eat it in little chunks.

You can pick them up with only your mouth and eat away.

You can nibble all the chocolate off and then just eat the honeycomb bit.

You can put it all in your mouth and suck the chocolate off and let the honeycomb melt in you mouth too (broken down by all the amazing amylase).

You can even drop it in your tea (it floats!) and suck it up with your mouth and eat it all melty.

Just make sure you dont do this when somebody important walks past...probably wont look too good. well...

Anyway, i;ve had a very productive day...as you can tell :D

Also i have challenged (ljuser=<"henhen">) to a danger wank in exams. He doesn;t want to do it, cos he;s scared the invigilators will notice (since they have to go to the loo with you and everythin) but i dont think that should stop him doin it at his desk if he really wanted to win!

Anyway back to Avricola terrestris (Water Voles ;) )

XXxXx

Hysteria

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 15:24:40 GMT

Hahahahahaha! My stupid pissing tutor has gone and given me a collection for Michaelmas term on wait for it....Quantitative Methods, the most sucky subject ever, yes ladies and gentleman its STATISTICS. I can't DO maths and she wants me to somehow care about this now while i am stressing about Part 1 finals, i think not. Grrrr, so over summer i will have my project to do and have delicious stats to look forward to at the end of it all! At least i'm going on holiday. Thank god for the canary islands.

Oh yeah and i also managed to lose my coat last night too, Go me! The Queen of Forgetfulness (and Squids of course, dont forget the squids :P).

Day of smelly hell!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Wed, 14 Jun 2006 12:50:05 GMT

Things always happen at the same time...it is one of those mysteries that we may never understand, like why socks dont like to stay in their proper associated pairs or why I prefer (ljuser=<"hildabeast">)'s bed to my own.

Here is a small list of what has gone wrong in the last 24 hours:

1. I had to get up this morning.
2. I dreamt about conservation issues (including having the model formulae for island biogeography S=CAZ flying thru my head).
3. I left my folder in zoology library, and had to walk back from near Wadham to go get it.
4. I left my folder in Wadham chapel, had to get up even earlier than usual to go get it, it wasn't there.
5. Worried i was going to have to tell my friend i had lost ALL her notes from this year.
6. I twisted my ankle by falling down the Zoology stairs.
7. My MP3 player was being wanky.
8. It rained yesterday.
9. It was very cold this morning and I was only wearing a t-shirt, so i shivered.

Things that went ok:

1. I met a porter from Wadham with a pipe, who was very nice.
2. I ate some vegetables last night.

Oh god, look what revision does to my life, I overly list things and I have a very mundane exisitance. I may go weep into my tea at the unfairness of it all. :D

Foo its raining.

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Tue, 13 Jun 2006 14:56:20 GMT

I am so unimpressed with the weather. It would rain when i am wearing white, have no bike, will be walking in it at some point soon. I am glaring at the sky trying to make it leave.

I don;t think it likes me much for doing this because it is raining harder now. Grrrrrr.

I think it just wants the whole of Oxford to see my pants as i'm walking to OULES later. Why would you do this stupid sky? what did i ever do to you? (except, of course, brandish my fists at you in rage at ur shitty weatheryness).

I am very sorry, sky, please forgive me and be sunny...i'll be nice.

Let's play where is Nat today?

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Sun, 11 Jun 2006 15:31:08 GMT

Ok it's like eye spy except with, where is Nat?

I'll give you a clue it starts with the letter L...

Not Loo..no, keep guessing

No it's not Laundrette either, do i ever wash my clothes??!!

Of course its not that either, I'm not even going to repeat that on here! You disgusting pervert...

NO i am as ever in the library, fools!

Happy days tho, had a cheesy bagel for lunch (tasty) and have achieved marvellous amounts of procrastination. I found that i managed to not wash my elbow in the shower this morning, HOW is that possible is what i want to kno? Surely it is in the direct path of the water spray? How can you wash your hair in fact without getting your elbow under the shower nozel.

I also spent 25 minutes contemplating why sex evolved to be pleasurable in people. I mean there is no advantage for it surely. I mean its so distracting, one could be eaten by some large animal while trying to orgasm and you would be dead. There would be no reproductive advantage for it either because u'd still have sex even if it was shit, cos all other animals do. We could have a mating season and all men could line up and try to get the females attention by waving their penises around and the such like.

Hmmmmm interesting thought.

Ode for Natalie's poor tormented soul.

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Sat, 10 Jun 2006 15:38:57 GMT

Oh God, why has my brain decided to desert me in my *i would say hour but that would not be true* weeks of need. Because I don;t deserve to have it that's why!

I have been trying so very hard to concentrate and not sit in the sunshine reading books but to stay in the library and work. I managed the beginning of this week really well! I did loads and felt very productive, only at the end of this week to have one of those panicky moments where you go "SHIT!! I dont know anything!!!" So yeah, i'm there right now, I hope this will go away cos i'm really behind and i need to concentrate.

On another note, (only demonstrating my inability to work productively) I went to see X men 3 last night. OH. MY. GOD. what a pile of SHITE!!! I was a big X MEN fan when i was younger and they totally runied it. I wont say how in case some people want to see it, but DUDE they raped it...I want to cry. It has, however, started me imagining things again. I can only begin to tell you how bad this is.

Not in the "omg she's crazy" but because I will start to get distracted by marvellous story ideas and not want to work even more...:'(

There was something else too but i dont remember what it was now..later i will prehaps...

Anyway, Grrgrrgrgrgrgrgrrrr at Hollywood and Oxford!!!

How much do i love stuff

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 01:56:39 GMT

eVERYONE should go places, it would be sparkly anf magical.

Just been to ponananananas which equals JOY for me...Spend splendid time with Jess anf Fred befoe rubbish dance music came on. Its an INDIE night for fucks sake and they put dance music on the idiot DJ man. Anyhoo, was marvelluisly joy before this,a m very tired now tho and must get up ealry for evision otherwise marine potected areas witlll not write themslees. I wish they would they are uselss. No one cares about fish...i mean do they...i dont!!!

Night night to anyone who actually reasds this...totals prob me and beth bvut i dont care. it amuses me...that reminds me must post on her wall bout ficcy goodness!!! AM RUBBISH! WI;; do tomorrow when my commen wont be shitty rubbishy messy rambilings of drunken ape type person which is me right now...I think drink removes a few millon eyars of evoluton from you...its th ebraincells save the brain cells they are what make us make sense!!!!!

Byeee

More more more

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 01 Jun 2006 20:25:33 GMT

I feel weird today because :

a. I think my washing machine isn't working and my clothes have shrunk making me feel fat...or i am fat and that makes me angry.

b. I just spent half hour talking to beth (at home) about what's been happening in Charmed, something i havent done since sixth form. So am having flash-backs.

c. I tried to revise and instead found pictures of Oxford, Oscar Wilde quotes and livejournal amusement.

d. I am going out in an hour and I'm still not revising.

e. Tomorrow I am working in the buttery and still not revising.

f. This does not seem to bother me too much at present.

g. I kno the guilt will hit me in an hour.

h. I will get drunk because of this.

i. I will be hungover tomorrow and therefore will not do any work even if the opportunity arose.

I will stop with the lettering now, its tiring. :) But yeah, bit wibbly this afternoon for some reason. Although I was feeling empowered earlier and generally swash-buckly but the feeling has gone off and started to mould and now only weirdness remains. Like that gone off cucumber (mine) that was left in the fridge until it started seeping some kind of yellow liquid.

It's ITUNES' fault, if i did not listen to music i would not be distracted and i would not mess about. That's it! a full on vendetta against itunes will begin immediately...at least as soon as my exams are over.

I also just spent a depressing few minutes looking up the number of people who get 2:2's in biology to see my percentage chance of being in that group. Eurghhhhh....

Ooh suits you sir and SISTERS!!!

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Mon, 29 May 2006 18:02:30 GMT

I nabbed this from hildabeast who is tres marvellous.

You scored as Fantasy Goth. You are a Fantasy Goth. You may or may not actually be a goth, but "normal" folks see you as one of those weird kids, and you are probably considered a geek by quite a few.

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Fantasy Goth

58%

Anything-Goes Goth

50%

Understanding Outsider

46%

Industrial/Rivet-Head

42%

Romantic Goth

42%

Ethereal Goth

21%

Perky Goff

17%

Death Rocker

17%

Cyber-goth

13%

Confused Outsider

13%

Old-school Goth

13%

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Also have just returned from the Mid Rim aka the Midlands and am all refreshed. I love going home cos my mommy cooks me tasty food and I can sleep late and watch sky on a tv as big as the world. Simple pleasures...mmmm

I did manage to stir up a hornet's nest at home tho, what with my wonderful diplomatic skills mediating between my mother and sister. I will have told you before, I tell everyone, but she gets a £60 a WEEK allowance (my sister not my mom, my mom is not chained to the kitchen sink or anything - she is fully emanicipated, owns own car and everything ;)). Which she does nothing for, this is nearly as much as my RENT a week, which my parents are very good about and pay for, bearing in mind my loan pays for EVERYTHING else, including fees. But she has food and a house and everything and she still gets £60 a WEEK. She spends this on clothes....

So i was talking to my mom about it, cos as good as the budget idea was (to at least try to make her manage money a bit) its gone totally tits up. She STILL asks my dad for money each week. CAN YOU BELIEVE??!! Which he gives her cos he can't stick up to her, cos shes a spoilt cow sometimes. And he's too soft on her. So its prob more like £80 a week that she's getting, as well as getting any bathroom stuff she needs; like razors, sanitary towels, deodorant etc on the weekly shopping. I mean this adds up.

So anyway, my mom is at the end of her tether and has exams so she;s not exactly in a great frame of mind atm to be dealing with dear Lucy. I tell mom that Lucy will never learn the value of money when she doesn;t earn any of it, or learn to spend it properly. I kno its a bit hypocritical considering that they give me money, but its not like i'm buying handbags...its so that i have somewhere to live, and money to buy FOOD and important things. If I was lucy, i'd have to be eating handbags right now, and i kno they are not tasty!

Mom is seriously getting worried about her now and Dad never does ANYTHING. So mom tried to have a word with lucy, but she just shouts at her and they fight. Lucy doesnt see that what she's getting out of mom and dad is way above of the normal. (They are NOT made out of money despite what this sounds like) So Lucy thinks mom's just getting at her and that she DESERVES all this money, and mom is just pissed off. Dad sits there and I feel uncomfortable.

Its so hard to put down into words how bad it really is there. If mom and dad both spoke to her about it and agreed to bring her allowance down to a NORMAL level and saved the rest for her for something she might need in the future, like rent. She might go out and get a job and look after herself, but no! mom gets angry and they shout again and dad does NOTHING. Its the NOTHINGNESS of dad that pees me off the most. He is lovely, but lucy is so good at getting her way the only way to stop her getting into real trouble in the future is to put up a united front against her. Which they dont, so she walks all over them.

I tried to talk to her, but she doesn;t hear me anymore. I dont kno what they are going to do cos if she carries on this way she will have to marry someone VERY rich to support her when she;s older. Like a footballer. And mom and dad will be POOR and lucy will have all the handbags.

Sorry, I didnt mean to rant or wibble on here. But this weekend just brought this whole Lucy thing back in spades. If i hadnt been there it wouldnt have come up again. Mind you, something needs to be done about her even if she does have a new VERY DISHY boyfriend called Jack who wants to be a fireman. He is seriously the MOST GORGEOUS guy i've ever seen, and he's lucy's boyf. Sorry, slight detour there :D

But yeah, no more wibblage now...

Bloody sisters eh?
Gotta love em and loathe em... :)

xxx

Meme and you

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Thu, 25 May 2006 14:09:36 GMT

I stole this from hildabeast who stole it off sebastienne so i'm jumping on the band wagon too...he he

1. Yourself: very silly
2. Your car: my grandma's
3. Your Hair: outta control
4. Your mother: too stressed
5. Your father: too relaxed
6. Your Favorite Item: my laptop
7. Your Dream Last Night: dancing penises
8. Your Favorite Drink: pj tips
9. Your Dream Home: somewhere HUGE
10. The Room You Are In: beth's room
11. Your Pet: my plant
12. Your fear: premature death
13. Where You Want to be in Ten Years: happily rich ;)
14. Who you hung out with last night: my friends
15. What You're Not: hard-working
16. Your Best Friend: they know ;)
17. One of Your Wish list Items: hayden christensen
18. Your Gender: little girl
19. The Last Thing You Did: was wibbly
20. What You Are Wearing: some clothes
21. Your Favorite Weather?: blue skies
22. Your Favorite Book: harry potter
23. The Last Thing You Ate: jacket potato
24. Your Life: endless madness
25. Your Mood: depressed today :(
26. The last person you talked to on the phone: my mommy
27. Finish this sentence: piss off

Well, aside from my manic depression today i'm not seeming too mad. I am NOT going to wallow on here. Cos it pisses me off when other people do it. I am instead going to concentrate on the fact that i am about to crawl into beth's bed and do some revision (which will make me feel better in the long run i'm sure).

Ooooh, today i was greatly amused in lectures, when i was half sleeping and at 5 minutes from the end, this guy comes in...walks all the way to the bottom and takes out his notebook and makes some notes. I think to myself...he thinks we've just had a break and this is the START of the lecture not the end. So i watch him and the lecturer says "ok, now to summarise this lecture on the last slide"...and he looks up from his notebook, this shocked face and he looks at the clock, and at the board, back at the clock and back at the lecturer with the funniest expression on his face - gormless is the best way to describe it. I just sit there trying not to piss myself laughing. It;s not nice I kno but i couldnt help it. I am in an evil mood today so other people's misery is quite cheering actually. But well, that is actually the highlight of my day.

At least it's Ponies tonight...and karate if i can get off my arse and actually go this week.

Just a day...

natalie.mills@st-hildas.ox.ac.uk — Wed, 24 May 2006 00:20:07 GMT

I find it funny that sometimes i get the urge to write on here all the time and sometimes not at all. When I was at school i used to keep a diary whenever I felt a bit lost and when tihngs were ok I would stop writing. So in the future that means i'll only have shitty mopey memories of being 15. But i think most people do anyway, its that kind of age.

But since I dont want to remember being mopey at university, which would be tragic. I am going to write about some of the joyful things that happen to me on here. No whining is allowed, no moaning is permitted, any self-indulgance of a negative kind is strictly forbidden! You get the idea.

So joyful things:

Tea! - My new plan is to become a Twinnings junky and buy and drinks lots of special teas and feel bohemian and cool cos i drink something with essence of ginger in it.

Theatre - A shocking amount of marvellous plays are on this term; Wyrd Sisters, Emma and The Importance of Being Earnest! Shame i can;t make it to Emma what with my crazy schedule but the others have and will be done!

Po Na Na's - Totally the BEST place to go on a thursday. So much fun! I'm determined to make it to every single one this term on a matter of principal with Fred and because we can. I am hoping my exams finish by Thursday so i can go in 9th as well as all term...lol

No more essays - Only revision from now on, which i must really start soon, lets not dwell on this shall we :)

Gossip - I am seriously enjoying the amount of the stuff flying around atm. Not any of the malicious stuff, don't get me wrong, but a good piss take is fabulous and I'll gladly have it aimed at me. And it mostly is, but i'm enjoying the banter atm, most eneterinaing.

Boys - Enuf said :$

I think that's enough for now, to keep be bouncy. *bouncy bounce*