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[15 May 2006|03:22pm]
party in the park

Those are photos from my own personal first day of summer 2006, because it was my favourite day this year. Friday before last, Riversely Park. It was such a good day in fact that we got shouted at by a lady in Sainsbury's for buying excessive amounts of alcohol.

Last week was my art exam and although i was pleased with my painting i was mildly annoyed that Sean English's million feet squared of finger painting was better. It made mine look bland, and lifeless and now i don't like it quite so much. This week i need to edit the film with Abbi, who's worried because John's expecting something amazing, like her coursework piece when really it's just us, messing around in Tara B's garden, me getting frustrated with everyone as well as probably several shots of my arse as i crawl around on my hands and knees trying to get some decent photographs amidst the madness. The shoot went ok though, even though Joe smiled all the way through when i didn't want him to.

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According to the Big Issue, Micheal Flatley is a "celtic love tiger". Just thought i'd share that.
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[25 Apr 2006|07:28pm]
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OMGOMGOMG [22 Apr 2006|09:40am]

This could either be something entirely wonderful or the biggest disappointment of my life so far.

[21 Apr 2006|09:39pm]
Today I bought two Russian Dwarf hamsters, a white one, and a stripy brown/black/white one. The white one is called Frankie, after Frank Sinatra and he will sing and make me money. The other is Al, after Al Pacino and he will eat cocaine for breakfast and shoot people for me. They're ridiculously small and cute and I'll put photos of them on here when I can get them to stay still long enough. On the up side:

not the gumdrop buttons!
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[01 Apr 2006|10:36pm]
We Are Scientists in a week on Monday, with 100% genuine kittens.
Yesterday we wandered over to Riv, then wandered over to Sainsbury’s and bought an assortment of cakes and cream pastries. A Frisbee which subsequently ended up on the college roof (did you get that back adam?) was also purchased. It was one of those days where you laugh until you cry. Sunshine does strange things to people.

I’ve decided I’ll apply to Uni in September to do English because A level art killed my soul and I don’t think I can go through all that again. I’ll forgo art foundation. Everyone taking art foundation next year from kegs are the people who aren’t sure what they’re doing yet. It’s just a way to fill in a gap, to drag things out a little longer… plus, I can’t make a career with art, I don’t like people telling me what to do, or do anything I don’t want to, or have to explain myself to other people. I’m generally pretty stubborn.

I get my first wages of the year next Saturday and I think celebrating is needed. Adeley, Nads and Alex, we need to hang, yo. We should go party and what not, now that we are all adults of course.

[02 Mar 2006|07:35am]

some people are just too cool for my liking.

[30 Oct 2004|02:40pm]
Last night was spent lying on Laura’s floor after the Dogs Halloween bash. Batch, Laura and myself with pillows and sleeping bags in the dark, a fibre optic lamp and A Perfect Circle. It was like camping, but inside and then my lungs shrivelled up because of the cats, and I couldn’t breath. It always feels like swallowing sand paper.
This morning Laura made Batch vomit by talking about dinner plate nipples and we sat in her garden eating noodles, drinking tea and smoking cheap student roll ups.
Tonight we’ll go to Broadstreet and it’ll be fun.

Lichfield Cathedral [15 Oct 2004|09:58am]
lichfield cathedral

art trip.

[05 Oct 2004|09:53pm]
I really have no friends at all right now. I guess it doesn’t make much difference to most of you, seeing as I never see you. I just can’t wait until I do something to fuck up with people at college now. Yay.
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[02 Oct 2004|06:55pm]
Last night was a little bizarre, with no Laura/Woody/Stephen/the Waynes/Kieran and co./and almost everyone else. There was no one waiting outside when the shutters went up and there was no one inside until about 11. It was nice to see you 'lex :) it's something that doesn't happen often enough.
I don’t know what it is I’m meant to do about Kev. He’s a head case, he needs help. I can’t remember being this angry with someone ever and if he were here I’d probably slap him for being such a complete bastard. He scared the crap out of me last night. He kept saying that he felt like shit, and then he went and disappeared. Then I found him later and he was still sad, but in his “I don’t give a shit, I’m hard” sort of way. I saw how he was looking at the townies behind us, I know what he gets like when he’s upset or angry, he’s irrational and stupid and gets himself into trouble, and loses fights. I’ve seen it too many times. I’ve seen him throw chairs across rooms at people; I’ve seen him knock people out. I’ve seen him walk up to people like the tit he is and try to start a fight. He only does this when he’s upset. Last night, he was upset, and alone, and he kept glaring.
He was stoned. Nothing was wrong with him at all, he was just stoned. I told him not to fucking bother talking to me if he’s going to act like that, if that’s what it does to him he shouldn’t smoke, I don’t think he’s talking to me now. I hate having to worry about him all the time but I can’t help it, and he scared me and he doesn’t even care. He was meant to be the one to look after me, not the other way around. It’s probably quite lucky that I love him as much as I do.
Anyway, Mollie and myself left early due to boredom and soberness and I was angry because I hadn’t spent any time with Kev and I had no one to dance with. We went home and ate toast and watched music channels until I said something so boring that it killed the conversation and made us both fall asleep.
I went to Birmingham today with Tara B, Claire, Nicky and Ruth. I was miserable and money less, so sorry about that Ruth… we did decide that maybe mixing the juice of pine and the juice of apples would give you pineapple juice though… in some countries. I wish I had loads of money, just to spend on clothes. I found some pretty shoes that i might ask for for my birthday...
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[18 Sep 2004|03:32am]
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