Since I last wrote I have completed a week of semester two. By completed I mean gone to ALL lectures, all labs, and even spent some time in the library. Plus I have been up for 9am biology every day. I'm very proud of myself. And i'm actually enjoying it. I'm loving life at the moment actually.

Jamie and I have concluded that we are getting a flat together for next year, jut the two of us. It's too exciting because we want to go shopping and buy household things. Haha. We're an old married couple already. But yes we've been looking in estate agents and stuff and getting very hyped up!

I'm incredibly bored right now. Jamie's finished his exams and he's now started his job at the Odeon which leaves me on my own for a good 8 hours tonight. I've managed to survive 3 and a half hours so far. And I've tidied everything and washed dishes and curled my hair and I'm still bored. I think I may go a walk. There's also nobody about upstairs to talk to. I should have went home. :(

On another note - I've realised I'm quite useless at most things. I can't cook, iron, or anything else that I'm supposed to be able to do. I'm basically shit. I don't like being reminded of this fact much. I hate being on my own because then I think and when I think I come to conclusions that I'm a shit person. I really should have went home or something.

I'm bored. And I have nothing to say. Except from the fact that having nothing to do isn't all it's cracked up to be.

And Jamie got a job.

Goodbye.

Well since I last wrote I have sat all of my exams. And that's all I'm going to rant about to be honest.

First exam was biology. Which was partly multiple choice, so a lot of guessing was done. However it was educated guesses, so maybe I have a chance of passing it through that. But I'm not confident at all. Then maths. Which was probably the most hideous exam I've ever sat. I answered one question. There is no way on this earth I can possible have passed it. Then chemistry, was actually the best of the three. It was "answer 5 of the following 6 questions" so I simply left out the question on kinetics. I think I might have passed chemistry. Or at least, it's the one I'm most likely to have passed!

Since exams I've done sweet fuck all. And although it was great for the first... Day. I'm now bored. And I can't get my wireless internets to work. Which is bollocks.

... I'm in love with you.

Leona Lewis. Currently firmly lodged in my brain!

As for studying, and that is the single reason I am at home, I have done nine and a half hours of studying today. If that's not a productive day, I really don't know what is. Although to put myself down, I've spent a lot of that time making my folders organised with dividers and stuff. I have done some maths though, and I now almost understand complex numbers, not that that will mean much to my readers.

I also started out on a mission to type up my biology lecture notes, but it took me two and a half hours to type up three lectures. So I've given up on that idea and have left it at having three of the ones I missed at the end of uni typed up and everything else still in my messy handwriting.

Oh yes, and it's snowing. Which excites me. But that means my parents aren't up for letting me drive back to Glasgow seeing as I've never driven in snow. But as I keep saying, there's got to be a first time for everything! And it can't be any more scary than driving in thick fog where you can't see anything at all. I've yet to decide if I'm going back to Glasgow tomorrow (Friday) or not. I want to of course to see my Jamie but I am getting a hell of a lot of work done in the shithole that is Carluke. So it's probably "best" for me to stay here... But I don't know... Maybe I'd get work done in Glasgow too.

I MISS JAMIE

2007 - The best year of my life. Honestly.

As I got off-road driving lessons for my Christmas last Christmas, pretty much the first thing I did in the New Year was to have my first driving lesson. Which was quite frankly one of the scariest things I've ever done. I was so chuffed at the fact I managed to turn a key and start the engine and move a few feet in first gear. Now I'm chuffed if I manage to break my time record for getting home from Glasgow like the girl racer I've become.

January also being the month of me supposedly having an eating disorder, a sleeping disorder and depression, I don't really expect it was destined to be all that cheery. Add to that the fact that January we had to have our Personal Studies done for English and it just sounds an altogether depressing month. However, I have to mention that the one girl who made my year in 2007 was Nicole. There was that "spectacular" incident in mid-January where Nicole and I almost got ourselves into serious shit as we were dogging class (maths, as usual) and got caught copying homework in the toilets. And of course the plight of trying to find an excuse for not going to the most pointless thing in the extended universe - PD. That all began...

The ranking scale. Ranging from "wee man" through "willy" and "dick" to "cock". The joys of Higher maths and checking the status of our crotches every five minutes, forgetting to maintain the "trouser chart" and the ever-present threat of referrals.

January I also decided, that as a result of the above-mentioned depression, I was going to leave school and go to University. Well to be honest, I only really looked into it because I was curious and wanted to give my friends the impression I wasn't scared to leave school and leave them behind in pursuit of a better life. So I made my applications and got an interview at places, seeing as it's not the norm for a 5th year to want to leave school without doing 6th year.

To get back onto the exciting cheery stuff, I got my car in January. My little Micra called Miss JJ. We spent ages looking at cars and seeing as my Dad has his dodgy leg, we were looking at automatics so that he could have the use of it in the months before I turned 17 and passed a driving test. So we finally did get Miss JJ and obviously I was thrilled, being the first person in my year first off to drive, and then to have a car. 

Wee mention here to the stupidest Chemistry teacher in the world, who I love to bits, he's a fantastic teacher, but he blew himself up far too many times during the course of 2007. His favourite catchphrases including "oops, this is a carcinogenic, probably shouldn't have sniffed that" and "maybe I shouldn't light the lighter...." and "I really don't know what's supposed to happen here..." He's awesomely clueless about chemistry.

I went to see the Plain White T's and met them for the second time towards the end of January, and I've just realised that it was at the QMU, and I never thought that when I was standing in Qudos talking to Tom's nose that I would actually be a regular at that union. How weird. I also remember on my way there being absolutely terrified of the Subway, and getting myself very lost on the way from Byres Road to the QMU. Haha.

February, I got my University conditions back, and although at that point I really didn't have any intentions of actually accepting any of them, it excited me greatly.

Prelims. The dreaded word that terrifies every 5th year student in mid-February. Well. I wasn't too arsed to be honest. I didn't study and they went pretty okay-ish. Well I say okay-ish. I answered one question on paper 1 of maths. Haha. That was good. But right after prelims I was going to my interviews at universities and actually beginning to consider looking into it properly and maybe actually being serious about going to uni.

T in the Park tickets. Argh. I was on the phone on hold for effing ages and got nothing! Apart from the £70 phone bill of course for being on hold to a premium rate number for an hour. Not chuffed with that. Also not chuffed with the bastards who are making hundreds profit from their tickets. </rant>

Turns out that after reading back my blog, I actually got ABBBB for my prelims. I genuinely thought I'd done... Differently... From that. But there we go.

I visited Caledonian university in February for my interview, which went fantastically, they loved me and the fact I had the initiative to leave in 5th year rather than sheeping it and staying on for 6th. And after visiting Cali I decided I was going to go there because it's all modern and has comfy seats. I also went to Strathclyde which I wasn't too impressed with, considering their "selling factor" was "oh well it's such a big uni, nobody notices if you fail, nobody really gives a shit" which back then, I didn't think was a positive point.

March being the month of my entire year copying my computing coursework task, which I wasn't too pleased about to be honest, but that's the geek that I am. Also, to highlight my geek-status, I got Vista the day it was out, and proceeded to tell everyone about it, however nobody really knew what it was.

I visited Glasgow uni in March, and although I had already pitched Cali as my first choice for uni, I fell in love with Glasgow. Partly due to that little bit of snob in me because Glasgow is the best respected uni but yes the people there were fantastic, the courses all sounded brilliant and the social aspect was above anywhere else I'd seen. I began to consider accepting their offer of three B's.

And after much delaying "clicking the button" I finally did click that big scary beast of a button and that was me firmly applied to university. With Glasgow being my firm choice and Cali being my insurance. AHH! I can't actually believe that was only nine months ago. I'm here now! And of course I got far over-excited and started buying all the student-y stuff like cutlery and pots and giant red pillows.

After going to visit the university accommodation at Glasgow, I decided I was going to stay at the Queen Margaret Halls. Haha. I thought it was fantastic to have an en-suite. I gave up on school pretty much around March as I had really honestly had enough of the shits that went there. I had my heart set on going to uni. But I got denied accommodation at Glasgow and that sent me into a panic because I wasn't up for travelling in every day!

I saw a few bands in March - Razorlight, Within Temptation, Lostprophets. Where I broke my bottom ribs when a fat man launched himself on me. That was NOT fun.

May was doomed to be shit with exams, however I found Cooperage and booked my flat there and of course got very excited and had to shove it down my "friends" throats, and they were being all jealous and shit to me which amused me greatly. But yes, had to study for exams, which to be honest didn't really happen!

Exams... Exams were naturally Shiite. English went badly, and the rest went okay. I got a tad bored towards the end and didn't make much of an effort for chemistry and computing. But I was pretty sure I'd got my grades to get into university. Three B's. No bother! Also exam leave - I absolutely have to mention my father's insanity here. The time I looked out my window to find him up a ladder with the Hoover suspended from the telephone line. Priceless. Possibly one of the funniest things that's happened in 2007!

My birthday was shit. I was studying. It was very shit. But when exams were over I had my first driving lesson on the road which I was again absolutely shitting myself for, but found it fun, and also found it fun the fact that nobody else in my year was driving yet. I generally don't like being ahead of people. But here I make an exception.

June was fantastic. I left school. Possibly my favourite day of my whole school career was the day I had to go in and get my leavers form signed. I basically told the people I don't like to go and fuck themselves. And they told me the same back.

Then there was Florida. Florida was awesome. Because it was just after exams and driving and ahh it was just great. And Florida leads us onto July.

... July was the month of getting my flat keys and getting even more excited than I had previously been! I went to my first flat party - Duncan's, with Garrie, and got absolutely hammered for the first time in my life. Tequila is evil. And I still agree with that now! But yes that was fantastic, it was like my first bit of student life! I had another couple of parties then... And met some other folk staying at Cooperage.

August... More parties. Although, my friends decided to be shit. So I told them where to shove it and had a party with Big Derek. Who is big. August also being when I passed my theory test and booked my practical test which was all very scary as it was like.... AHH I MIGHT BE DRIVING SOON.

Oh and August being exam results. AAAAB. That's all I'm going to say. Fucking EXTATIC! I had a results party at my flat to celebrate good results with Aidan and Guy and Garrie and other people. I did a lot of driving during August, I pretty much had a lesson every day. INTENSIVE. Aye and I saw the Plain White T's again with Hannah which was an awesome night!

I failed my driving test on the 31st August and that put me down a bit. But I knew exactly where I went wrong, so I wasn't all that bothered about it. Plus there was all the university stuff going on to keep me smiling. I picked my subjects for uni. I still fail to see what on earth possessed me to take maths. I really don't. I should not have picked it.

September. Possibly the best month of 2007 if not the best month of my life. No exaggeration. Started out with parties. And I met my flatmates who are just awesome! Then I sat my second driving test and PASSED. Which is possibly one of my greatest achievements because I'm generally a big pussy who is scared of things like driving. After passing I drove to Glasgow to see who was up for celebrating with me. Nobody was really up for anything, so I ended up in Duncan's drinking tea. And t hat was also when I met Jamie. I'm inclined to be cliche here and say it was the best day of my life - but I don't think I'd be lying - moving into my own flat, passing my driving test and meeting the most awesome guy I've ever met. All in one day!

Freshers' week was maybe the best overall week of my life. I met loads of fantastic people that I still love to bits now! Especially Jamie! I'd write down when we actually started going out - but I'm not really sure to be honest! So many drunken nights though during Freshers' week. So many people I met and forgot their names. The fire alarm. The passing out. The pulling of randomers! Then uni started and the fun kind of died down a little. Only a little mind you!

Into October I was still attending lectures! We commenced our ASDA shopping trips and our Wii competitions. Oh yes, that's when I got my high score and made everyone hate me, haha. And Halloween, winning the prize of Virgin vouchers which were well spent on DVDs for the flat. I was given the car too, which meant I could drive home and see the parentals if the notion took me, without having to go on a train, that was pretty damn awesome!

October had its bowling trips, being late for uni, watching a lot of movies, sex and drugs and rock 'n' roll and general student-y fun! Oh and the sofa night. That was crazy! The sofa which has aids, and has now passed on aids to all who have sat on it. Gotta love the aids. I also started skipping lectures, and I guess my academic career went downhill from then on!

Oh and my car window got smashed and that was the bad day. The very bad day. I shall say no more.

Which brings us onto November. During which not a lot really happened. I spent a lot of it in bed with Jamie watching Prison break and movies. I didn't go to many lectures. We started the girly chart and the manly chart which we are still doing now! I got my girly star for passing out at the Black Crusade!

December was an even less eventful month. Yet more lying about doing nothing! I met Jamie's parents though, and he met mine. We arranged to go to Florida together in March which shall be awesome. I dropped maths and have arranged to take Forensic Medicine in the forthcoming semester. And of course we had Christmas dinner in the flat, and Christmas at home. And that appears to bring us to the present.

2008, I challenge you to be better than 2007. And that is some challenge.