Yes I haven’t blogged in a while. I have a very valid excuse though. I was sleeping. Yes, all weekend... No really, I broke my computer somehow and it wouldn’t boot up so I actually had no way of blogging because the internet doesn’t work on my laptop and then my Mum brought the wrong disk and... Yeah.

 

So Saturday, I was in bed like all day. It was very lazy but hell ova fun. Then did precisely nothing all day. It was very lazy too. I didn’t even go out anywhere on Saturday night, just sat in. Then Sunday I did pretty much nothing as well. The most productive thing I did was go home to get my windows disk. In torrential rain. And that’s the first time I’ve driven without P-plates. Guess what – nobody lets you into lanes unless you have P-plates so I might put them back on!

 

I went to see Saw IV last night – for free, thanks Marty – it was pretty gruesome but a good film. Not sure if it was as good as the previous three, but I enjoyed it. Didn’t so much enjoy walking all the way to the quay in the pissing rain. Aye and then came home and pretty much went to bed. So that was my entire weekend!

 

Today though, I’ve actually achieved a lot. First off, I was up at 9:30 and did some research for my lab group, and then went to the library to meet my lab group and we discussed lab group things. Then I sat in the library copying up and making sense of my maths notes until just before 2. Then I went to biology, chemistry AND maths. And, I went and found out that I’d passed my chemistry test! Wahey! Okay so I only *just* passed, 18/25 when the pass mark was 17/25. But I PASSED. Yay! I’m still going to go to the going-over-the-test tutorial on Thursday though, because I clearly don’t understand much in chemistry.

 

I came back to the flat after uni and did more maths copying-up-ness. I feel very accomplished tonight. I feel I could sit on my arse for the rest of the night and not feel guilty, but Jamie’s away home so I actually have the opportunity to get work done. So that’s exactly what I’m doing. Work. Almost finished copying up the maths examples and then I’ll do some biology. I’m not being a waster anymore. Watch this space guys – I’m going to pass this year.

I spent £15 at ASDA. And could only afford to spend £10. Bollocks. Although that’s a big step down from my usual £100 odd shopping sprees. And ASDA was still a good laugh as always. We had the usual struggle of fitting all our shit in the freezer, that’s always fun.

 

Didn’t really do anything, people went to bed early, I made an attempt at studying for chemistry but I failed quite miserably. I eventually gave in to my distractions. (Aka Jamie.) We didn’t even watch a film tonight actually, and we did go to sleep pretty early for once.

 

Ended up getting up early this morning to drive Jamie to uni in my pyjamas. Me in my pyjamas, not him in my pyjamas! Aye that was fun. I almost ran over an enemy of mine but unfortunately my instinct was to hit the brakes when I really wanted to hit the accelerator. Haha. Aye. I picked Jamie up again and we went and fell asleep again and then I had to do the whole waking up thing all over again. Urgh. I didn’t quite make it to biology, but made it to chemistry.

 

The test, aye, it was easy at the start, well most of it was. There was a few questions I really didn’t have a clue on, like the last one was drawing some molecule and I had no idea what it was harping on about, so I drew a massive elaborate molecule that I’ve never seen in my life. I’m hoping the person who marks it will never have seen it either and will come to the conclusion that I’ve discovered a new molecule and give me a big tick. Highly unlikely I know.

 

I came out of the test and went and sat in the QMU with Elaine and Morven and ate junk food as we had half an hour or so before maths. Maths which was boring because I didn’t understand it (yet again) and because I just wanted to go to sleep which apparently isn’t acceptable to do in a lecture.

 

So I went back to the flat, tidied my room, tidied the living room, tidied the kitchen and I’m off to do the dishes. Jamie’s away out with his friends to see Saw 4. I was meant to be going but didn’t fancy a scary film in the presence of 11 guys. I’d clearly be the scared little girl. So aye, I think we’re going to see it tomorrow, just me and Jamie.

Aye Wednesday. I went into my chemistry lab for all of five minutes. I had to sign in, and then show them I’d already done the work, then I left and went for breakfast with Jamie. Well he ate breakfast, I just ate coffee. Drank coffee. Whatever. Then I went back to the flat and got some work done while he was in a tutorial.

 

I actually went to my lectures again. And I understood everything in biology, everything in chemistry, and a considerable amount of maths. Well chuffed. I came back to the flat after that, and then drove home at about 6, thinking that rush hour would be over by 6? It’s not. It’s just as bad. But aye got home and put my washing on and saw the parents and the brother and the bunny and sat and did a lot of work. Seeing as there’s little else to do in the world of Carluke. Then I drove back at like 11 or something. Because I have a wee liking for empty motorways.

 

I got back and everyone was going to bed, so Jamie and I followed suit. We watched some film called Blow. Which as kinky as it sounds, is unfortunately not porn. It was quite pish, missed half of it anyway.

 

Today we were awoken at 10:30 or something and were going to go to the library and study for a couple of hours before I had employability. That didn’t work. We didn’t get out of bed until about 12:30 and thus I wasn’t ready ‘til 10 to 1 and wasn’t up for running to university to go to employability. So I didn’t go. We walked up to uni and Jamie and Suzee waited with me before biology and we talked. Mmhm.

 

Biology was gross. Did you know that you can get worms in your intestine that multiply so much that they block your entire intestine and they are like 40cm long. Did you also know, that our lecturer today brough in a jar of them. They looked like noodles except thicker. Yum. Chemistry we went over the problem sheet which is apparently modelled on the test we have tomorrow. It was rather easy so I’m not *too* bothered about the test.

 

Maths was stupid. It took me the whole tutorial to do one question. I am THAT bad at maths. Seriously. I was close to crying, I hate maths so much. And I hate Algebra-man. I want Calculus-guy. L

 

We’re at least going to ASDA tonight, to buy food, seeing as I have no food. I’m hungry.

Today was not bad, considering my early start due to labs. Labs was quite fun, well first off we had the GIT assessment which I’ll admit wasn’t too fun. I screwed up my graph and thus ran out of time to finish it. I did, however, manage to answer the questions. Then we had to do a whole host of different activities to do with metabolism, body fat and energy expenditure. We’d been keeping a food and exercise diary for 48 hours so it was partly based on that. Then we weighed ourselves, got our height, and calculated our BMI. My BMI is 16.9, which makes me underweight and therefore classed as “unhealthy.” But I think I’m quite a healthy weight, I wouldn’t consider myself dying of malnutrition as my food/exercise diary suggests. I eat around 1700 calories a day, and I expend about twice that, therefore I technically should be either dead or dying.

 

Another activity was the “skin fold thickness test” where my lab partner had to kind of pinch the flab on my stomach, arms and back to determine just how much fat I have under my skin. Turns out I don’t have that much fat. Although according to the chart for my age, my body is 19.5% fat. Eek. And I have something like 7kg of fat on my body. Which seems rather a lot. We also did something to do with breathing where we breathed into a spirometer which measures resting breath and how many calories you burn just by sitting still. You burn surprisingly many!

 

So aye, that was all quite fun in my opinion. I’m not fat too, which makes me happy.

 

After labs I went to get food with Elaine from the QMU and discovered that I had £1.50. Lunch for £1.50 is surprisingly difficult to find. We then met Morven and made the sensible decision to not go to biology and chemistry and instead sit in the QM, eat excessive amounts of junk food, and study maths. As we had a maths test at 4. So I copied up a considerably amount of notes that I’d missed, made sense of a less-than-considerable amount of stuff, and drank far too much deluxe mocha. All in all though, I think I gained something from it. Even if all I learned was the fact that every time Morven writes “angle”, I think it says “angora”.

 

So off we went to maths, on our way collecting our results from last week’s workshop – I actually did well. I got 13/18 which although isn’t quite perfect, it’s pretty damn good! I’m gutted that I lost marks for the fact I think -4 -5 = 1. Did our practice test, which worked out okay, nothing too hideously scary. Then did the actual test. Wasn’t too hard. I know I messed up the last question but that is entirely my own fault for not being in maths when that particular topic was taught. I’m making myself sound like a bad student here. So yup, I’m glad that’s over for a wee while. I can now concentrate on writing up the notes again.

 

So I got back to the flat and was full of good intentions of getting right on with work – of course that didn’t happen. I got distracted – by Jamie. But now that he’s away out for dinner, I may actually do something. Toodles!

... Is really getting me down.

 

Okay so I said I didn’t sleep ‘til 6:30am. No lie. I was knackered. But I somehow managed to drag myself to some building near the Western Infirmary for a meeting with my advisor. It was in a really weird building with a lift that didn’t stop and had no door. Now there’s an adventure for you. He was quite a nice guy, but wasn’t for letting me drop maths. I’ve to wait ‘til January apparently. So I *have* to do half the course. Bollocks. He says I’ve to come back to him if I fail the workshops though and he might look into it.

 

On my way up to the library I got called by my Dad to say “I spoke to blondie” which roughly translates as “your car window is fixed and I talked to your flatmate Laura.” Also got called by some dude who also told me my window was fixed. Yay. Window! I can now DRIVE to ASDA and not spend £7 on a taxi. Not that I have any money to be spending in ASDA anyway. Skint to my last 60p so I am.

 

So I walked up to the library to go to my toad meeting – 100% attendance from us this week! And we even got organised and booked a group discussion room for next Monday. We’re on track guys! We discussed who is researching what – and if I’m right – I think I’m doing what harm the toad does to humans and *something else* that I can’t remember right now! But aye, our debate’s gonna be well good. DIE TOAD DIE!

 

After that I went back to the flat and ate something, and then went back out for lectures. Biology they took an attendance, so I’m chuffed that I chose to actually turn up! Lecture was boring – Antibodies and such. Although – I love the lectures where most of the slides are diagrams and pictures. I kinda like drawing. Chemistry we had a problem session during which I did very little work and much more doodling than actual chemistry. I don’t like chemistry, but if I look over stuff I will get it eventually.

 

Maths. Argh. For starters he wouldn’t give me my results to last week’s workshop, then he rattled on for the full 55 minutes about stuff I for one hadn’t ever seen in my life and for two am never in a million years going to understand. I hate maths. With a passion. Why the feck did I take it?

 

Got home and did work for ages. Copied up all notes I’ve missed, did biology, did some maths, got stuck, gave up. Ended up going to watch Gladiator with Jamie and falling asleep. Fun times. Off to labs now. Fun.

Crisis being over, I slept until like 12 on Sunday. In my own bed. Which was nice, but lonely. Missed my Jamie =(

 

Mummy made me breakfast in bed, which was a bit of a luxury considering I don't even eat breakfast, let alone cooked breakfast in bed! Then when I did get up we went up to Lanark to see the Grandparents. That was a wee bit boring. Had to relay the whole window story AGAIN. >_< Then Dad drove me back into Glasgow. I miss my car.

 

When I got to Glasgow my flatmates were going to ASDA so I tagged along with them in the taxi. Which by the way cost us like £15 total. I REALLY miss my car! We were Halloween shopping, and somehow ended up spending £47 on Halloween decorations. I actually only spent £10 on food. Which is good, because I only have £10! So aye came back to the flat after that and were putting up decorations when Jamie came back. Yay. Missed that boy!

 

We ordered in pizza. Well I had a baked potato and kept my pizza for later eating. I also managed to catch up on Chemistry notes. I still have SO much work to do, but at least I'm caught up on the basic notes! Then I went to bed about 1 or something. Ended up watching IT with Jamie. Which by the way is a horrible terrifying film with a clown with big teeth. And I have to say the scariest bit was when it was finished and there was a trailer on for IT II and I thought it would just be some shitty advert, and looked up at the wrong time - MASSIVE EVIL CLOWN FACE WITH BIG TEETH - I nearly died.

 

Somehow didn't actually sleep until 6:30am. Never again. As it's now 10am and I'm actually knackered. Jamie's still sleeping. Lucky bastard.

 

Well after my three course meal I acutally didn't eat for a full 24 hours. Simply because I wasn't hungry!

 

I watched The Shining on Thursday night with Jamie. Feck. That film was absolutley terrifying. I was actually completely scared, I wouldn't let Jamie go out of the room and leave me on my own I was that scared. But aye, not a bad film, just scary. It's the bits where the little boy is going along the corridor and you keep thinking that every corner he turns there's going to be the two little girls who are scary as hell. The axe bit isn't *that* scary because it's been so overplayed as a clip that you know it's going to happen. And the woman - Jack's wife - she has big scary teeth like.

 

Friday.. I did acutally manage to drag my lazy ass to Biology, although I would happily have stayed in bed. Biology was pretty boring. I don't remember what the lecture was on - Huge clue that I probably went to sleep. Haha. Then coming out of Biology Elaine suggests not going to maths. So I decided I'd get on the Subway and go into town for a spot of shopping. Met Lesley on the Subway, had a wee chat with her, then went on with my shopping. I ended up spending £X amount of money. I'm not saying how much because my parents will read this and probably kill me for bankrupting myself on non-essential shoppings.

 

I came back from shopping and pretty much did nothing for a wee while as always, then drove to the off-licence where Ross bought me drink. So I got a tiny bit tipsy at the flat before going out to cheesy. Cheesy was quite good, it was really empty when we first went in, so we went up to Jim's for a bit and got drunk, then when we were going back downstairs some dude caught us on the stairs, decided I looked drunk, and chucked us out. Wtf? I wasn't too bothered as I was pretty hammered.

 

Went home with Jamie...

 

... Woke up with a hangover as usual. However I was awake at like 10am. Not talking about the bad thing. Went into the kitchen and was just bantering with Suzie and Iain and Jamie, then Jamie went downstairs and we discovered the front door was fucked. So we essentially got trapped in the flat for the day before some dude finally came and fixed it.

 

Once it was fixed, I decided I was going home to tell my Mum about the bad thing. I went down to the car park to discover - my passenger window is smashed. Could today get much worse? So I was really upset about that and just about everything, so Jamie drove me home. He's such a sweetie.

 

So yeah I got home and told my Mum. That was not fun. I don't actually want to write about this on a public blog, but let's just say the problem is fixed. Cost me £25 though. Which I now owe my Mum. Which brings me onto my next subject matter. Money. I have literally no money. My window costs £70 to get fixed. And I'm hoping my Dad will pay it, but I really should pay it seeing as it's kind of my car and it was at my place when it was smashed so I really feel obliged to pay it. But I can't afford it. Argh. I don't know.

 

Anyway, moral of today. I am going to be more careful. With money, sex and life in general. I was quite honestly scared shitless today, and I think it's scared me into thinking about things. I'm not going to go impulse buying anymore. Or have impulse sex. Or do anything else impulsively.

 

Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.

 

Trainspotting. Amazing film by the way.

 

Ha. Okay. I had decided I wasn’t going to biology. So I was lounging around in the kitchen, and then Jamie persuaded me to go as he had a lecture at 2 as well. But we left really late so I didn’t get into biology because it was full. So I have to admit I was pissed off. So instead of hanging around for an hour and going to chemistry, I came back to the flat and subsequently missed both chemistry and maths. Bad idea really.

 

Yeah didn’t really do much last night. We were going to go to the pub quiz but we got there and the place was mobbed, so that kind of didn’t happen. So we paid £2.85 for a taxi for nothing which was kind of annoying. But we got food on the way back and then when we got back to the flat everyone went to the common room but Jamie and I sat in and watched Donnie Darko. Which by the way isn’t a scary film, but it has a clown in it, so therefore scared me. And the fact it has an evil bunny-thing. I now don’t like bunnies. Meh. I didn’t get it anyway.

 

Today was quite good like, I went to see the SRC dude about making a blog for the uni and I agreed to it and actually I’ve just set one up, but I’m not really sure what to write as I’m not allowed to write half the shite I write in this one. Then I went to employability, which was supposed to be a pointless skive, but I met Lesley there and we had a good laugh answering pointless questions and making up overly creative answers. Was quite fun though, although not that useful.

 

Biology was boring. I can’t remember what it was on. Oh aye, immunity to things. Fun. Chemistry was really short though. I like 25 minute lectures! So we had a while after it before maths, so I wandered around with Morven and Elaine for a bit. Then maths was an unexpected tutorial. I hate tutorials. I sit there and do no work and it remind me of Higher Maths. Managed to escape from it early though by claiming I had done all the allocated work. I hadn’t. But I will do it.

 

I met Jamie and Suzie and we went to the meeting about the international-go-to-Australia thing. Looks well good, I’m so going. I’m so fundraising £2000. Then the parents came to pick me up and we went to TGI’s for dinner. Was an awesome dinner – I was actually starving, having eaten nothing all day – And I actually ate 3 courses. Full courses. What a pig. Good though.

 

I thinks I’m watching another film tonight. Night night!

Guess what people? I can actually get up, have a shower, dry my hair, get dressed, get coffee and be out the door in just 15 minutes. IMPRESSIVE MUCH? Yeah I did set my alarm for 8am but I didn’t get up until 9:15. I blame Jamie. And I was up and showered and dressed and out the door for half 9. I was very impressed. I’ve stolen Suzie’s idea of making a mug of coffee and drinking it in the mug on the way to uni. People do give you weird looks but it keeps you warm and wakes you up.

 

So Tuesday was boring. I had biology labs 10-1 which was boring at first, I didn’t really understand the purpose of cutting up plasticine into cross sections. But then we got to watch the rat dissection which although smelled like dead people, was really interesting and really not that gross. It was pretty gross when she injected stuff into the stomach to illustrate how much it can expand. Fun though. Then we had to watch a boring video on keeping a food diary.

 

After labs, Elaine and I went to the QMU for lunch and I actually ate healthily. Then we met Morven and went to biology. Which was a lecture on how to draw a graph. What the hell? It was only like a 20 minute lecture so we went and sat in the QMU again, and Morven was doing her maths homework, I was finishing mine, and we came to the conclusion we were going to skip chemistry. So we did. And sat and did nothing. Met Jamie, Imi and Rick there too doing nothing.

 

We did go to maths though, which was pretty boring, we’re doing trig though which for once, I understand.

 

Went home and did pretty much nothing while Jamie, Suzie and Iain were at the gym. I ate a proper dinner too, made by my mother though. Well half made by my mother. She made mince and I shoved it in pasta and that was my dinner, avec onion rings. Yum. Then Jamie and Suzie and Iain came back. Fun.

 

Ack I didn’t actually do much, went to bed pretty early, early being 2am. Still only got like 3 hours sleep. So I got up this morning at 9:30 and was out the door for 9:40. Sans shower this time though because I’m a skank like that. And Jamie is a lazy bum and stayed in bed. So I walked Imi up, with my mug of coffee and my buttered crumpet, looking even weirder than yesterday!

 

I was in chemistry lab – by chemistry lab I mean sitting in a maths classroom doing calculations – and although it was at 10am and it was boring, I understood it all and had finished it in about half an hour. Chuffed. Gutted I had to spend £10 on “lab fees” and for that £10 I get a book of work and a pair of goggles. Money well spent?

 

Anyway I’m going back to sleep for an hour or so before my afternoon lectures. I’m knackered.

Why do I leave things to the last minute? I never used to do this!

Anyway I have to write about Saturday night. Suzie and Laura went home so it was incredibly quiet! Saturday day we didn’t do an awful lot, but decided to go out on Saturday night to one of the unions. We tried the GUU first which was EMPTY. What the feck? And the Hive was actually CLOSED. Why? I don’t know. Allegedly everyone goes into town on a Saturday night, but me being under 18, that isn’t exactly an option for me. So we went to the QMU, which was only slightly less empty than the GUU. But we felt obliged to buy a drink, so we stayed for one drink and then left to walk home again. Via some skanky take-away for Iain to get a munchie box.

So we sat at home for a bit, not drinking, and then everyone left at about midnight. But Jamie stayed and we ended up being sober for once. It was well good though.

Then Sunday night Jamie and I lay in bed watching Disney movies and drinking tea. It was well cute.

Anyway, today was pish. It was raining and I wore wellies! And I have shit tonnes of work to do tonight because I missed the meeting about my biology lab group today, so I don’[t have a clue what to do. And we get graded on this, so I’m already sitting on nothing because I didn’t turn up today. So I’m trying to do a lot of research to make up for my lack of turning up this morning.

Cannot be bothered with tomorrow because I have labs at 10am. And I haven’t ready my lab thing. Bollocks.

I don't know. Drinking is bad. But fun.

 

Okay so haven't blogged in a while. I don't even have a valid excuse as to why I haven't. I'm just that much of a party animal I never get online anymore. Anyway. Wednesday was pish. I don't know what happened but it was crap. Thursday was much the same, although, DREAM THEATER! Ahhh that was awesome. We were going to stand for the whole thing, but after Symphony X (who were quite good) Jamie and I decided to go and sit down with Jamie's friends. Was awesome though, but it would have probably been better if I knew more songs because I only knew like 3 songs.

 

Oh aye, and on the way back Jamie almost killed us. We were driving along the long straight road down to the flat, doing like 80, and we were about to go past a lorry that was parked except a taxi pulled out of a side street and Jamie braked and the car started skidding everywhere and we were going to die but Jamie actually skidded perfectly and didn't hit anything! Woah though. I thought I was going to die wearing a top that says "live fast, die young." How ironic would that have been?

 

We ended up sitting up until 6am because Suzie was doing English essay and I was attempting to study maths for the test. But I fell asleep. And then failed to get up early to study. Oops. I met Elaine at 1:30 and neither of us had studied for maths, so we decided we'd skip biology, then we'd have 2-4 to study. So we got Morven to join us and as we were heading to the QMU some random dude gave us hints for the test. So we went and sat in the QMU and did practice questions until we understood it.

 

YES I SKIPPED A LECTURE. Shock horror.

 

So we went into maths and first off ended up in the wrong classroom. But yes, we got out a sheet of practice questions before the real thing so we knew what to expect. (As if we didn't know.) And then the 25 minute test was pretty okay, I think I did okay-ish. I might have screwed up one question but I'll still have passed I think. Glad it was over though.

 

Went back to the flat and pretty much left right away to drive home. Hideous rush hour traffic. Why is it worse on a Friday? So yeah it took like an hour to get home. Got home and persuaded the parents to let me have my desktop because I'm lost without it. MUMMY I LOVE YOU FOR LETTING ME HAVE IT. So I packed that all up, installed the printer on Mum's laptop and then went to pick up friends.

 

I saw David on the way, so picked him up, then got Rob, then got David and we detoured to Glasgow because I wanted a cheap petrol station because the one in Carluke is way overpriced. So we drove via Hamilton. And got to the flat in one piece depite my 90mph motorway driving. Then we drove to get booze and Subways and came back and hammered into the drink. Actually, we started off sipping champagne from champagne glasses. Ended up downing vodka from the bottle. Was an awesome night though, good to have Car-L friends up!

 

So yes, I passed out. I was sick. Blah. The usual. However, I woke up this morning with no hangover. Probably because I still feel a bit drunk. VODKA BABY.

Yesterday, being Tuesday, was doomed to be pish. Because I'm in uni all freakin' day! So yes I was up at 8am which makes me unhappy to start with. Then I met Elaine and walked up to BOB to go to labs. Labs was quite boring, we did some microscopy exercise which was basically just teaching you how to work a microscope. Boring. And we had to wear lab coats which made me feel all gay and scientist-y.

 

Oh and we've picked our species for the Darwin Dialemma debate. Basically what we had to do was pick a species to wipe out becuase it's annoying/destructiv/harmful etc. So we've picked this Australian toad that's so poisonous that it can kill children, and it's wiping out the native species of Australia so we've decided we don't like it. And we're arguing against the rat, so that means we've to think of reasons to keep the rat alive and wipe out the toad instead. Should be fun, suppose I better get a move on with researching it.

 

We got out of labs early at 12 so Elaine and I went to the QMU for food, and it was packed so we had to WAIT for a seat. And once we got it we sat there for nearly two hours. It was qite boring but we couldn't think of anything better to do seeing as it was raining. MEt her roommate who is teaching her French. "Carrement loufouque." That might be French for "completely crazy."

 

Then we went into biology which was quite honestly the most boring lecture ever, I had to start mentally planning my drive home avoiding the motorway to keep myself awake. It was a different dude who started off by saying "don't copy any of the chemical structures" and then preceeded to put up 40 odd slides of chemical structures. So the point of the lecture was kind of lost.

 

Chemistry I don't know. I think I need to get my finger out and figure out this shit because I have a workshop today (wednesday) during which they're going to ask me questions on this crap. Shit. I don't know the orbitals shizzle! Ahh! Not looking forward to today at all. Once I've wrote this blog I'm going to look over it.

 

Maths was a bit hard too. Well it was easy but complicated. IF that makes sense. I hate maths.

 

Then I went back to the flat, collected washing, and drove home in rush hour traffic. It took me an hour to get home. I don't like traffic much, however being female and driving a car with p-plates on, everyone lets me in in front of them if I flash them a pretty smile. Haha. Got home pretty much at half 6 and I was supposed to be meeting David at half 6 so I dumped my washing and went back out.

 

Met David and had a quick catch up with him on our way up to school. Then I saw everyone, excluding Nicole and Hannah seeing as they're in Florida or ill. So I at least got to talk to everyone. The actual gig was utter pish, a bunch of crap teenagers pretending they're big rock stars. Got free food there though, well, free lollipops!

 

After the gig Rob decided he wanted a go in my car, so I ended up running people home and then went a drive with Rob, so we drove to Hannah's, realised she was in bed, so drove around the clyde valley which was kinda fun. Oh aye and I went into an industrial estate to see how fast my car can stop. It stops pretty damn fast! Good brakes!

 

So I took Rob home and then drove into Glasgow, which only took me like half an hour. Haha speeding much? When I got into my flat everyone was in our living room AGAIN. So had somebanter with them, and then Jamie suggested I go see this couch that he saw on the road. So me and him went to inspect it, I decided I wanted it, and we came back to get big strong men to lift it for us so we could steal it. Iain and Connor came along and them and Jamie lifted them to the flat while Suzee and I watched. It was really surreal and random. Especially seeing as we got an armchair and Jamie was carrying it on his head - so anyone glancing at us would just see an armchair with feet. LOL.

 

Was a bit of a struggle getting it in the door, but we did manage it, and now we effectively have a 3-piece-suite in the living room and all Unite's chairs are sitting down the hallway. Haha. We're cool. I ended up falling asleep on the comfy couch and eventually got to my bed at like 4am. Funn! I love my flatmates, they're fucking mad.

 

I'm off to do some work now. Haha. Fun. Shall blog later.

Today was pretty averagely university-ish. I didn't get up until 12ish because I am a lazy student. However after prising myself out of bed I realised that I am, in actual fact, not dying of liver failure. My liver is no longer sore, and I'm ready to roll with more alcohol. Although, I'm keeping to my promise that I won't drink on uni nights because chemistry on a hangover actually makes my brain want to explode.

 

Anyway, biology I thought was rather interesting today. Mostly because the lecturer kept using the word "fatties" when talking about obeisity. Also, I learned that there's lots of calories in alcohol, and that the average fresher gains 15lbs in their first year. I'm clearly going to end up fat and an alcoholic. Oh and completely skint. Chemistry was a bit of a blur, they have uber comfy seats in the lectue theatre and I just want to curl up and go to sleep to be quite honest. However I'm quite understanding chemistry at the moment which makes me feel smart.

 

But my smartness feeling is always shattered by algebra. Today he went on and on about complex numbers and imaginery numbers and how technically the real numbers might be imaginery and those living in the real world really don't exist and it's all figments of mathematical imagination. What the fuck? I was so confused. Bring on calculus, he makes sense to me.

 

I came home and was full of good intentions of having time to do my maths homework and get dinner before being picked up by the parental units. But me being a mathemtical dunce took an hour to complete one question, and consequencely had no time to eat. Plus the fact my Mother turned up way early. But, my parnets have bought me a new phone. Another trusty wee Nokia 6230i. I love that wee phone, I really do.

 

So we went to this scouts thing. And sat in the car park of some posh private school - St Alouicious - and ate fish and chips like the common publicly schooled people that we are. The scouts thing was pretty boring. I sold raffle tickets, drank "cocktails" and ate burnt sausages. However I won chocolate in the raffle! Yay!

 

Went back to my flat and decided to get my chocoloate fountain up and running. But we fucked it up by not putting oil in it, and then we decided we needed more chocolate. Quick 24-Hour-Spar-Drive does the job. I did actually get it running quite nicely, but we didn't have anything proper to dip in it. So we used cheap 3-for-a-£1 ASDA sweets which really was awesome. Then sat up 'til 2am playing Pokemon on a Game Boy. What geeks.

 

I'm going to bed now. Labs at 10am. Really can't be bothered with labs but tomorrow might be rat dissection day so I'll hold that thought and hopefully it will motivate me to get out of my bed after only 6 hours sleep. I don't function too well on less than 8. I'm like a sloth... But less hairy.

 

No idea why I've typed so much crap tonight. I'm really hyped up because of the sweets and chocolate and stuff. So I'm typing like sloth on speed.

 

Goodnight!

Hey Ross's spaghetti was pretty damn good. Although I was sick after eating it because I have liver cancer and I'm going to die. Mmhm. My stomach was actually killing me last night. Just becuase of the drink. So I went to bed early, early being 2am.

 

Blah can't be bothered with uni today. I'm going out with the family tonight t some scout thing, must remember about that actually. I need to get dinner before going out. Hmm.. At least I have food now.

 

Don't know what the point of blogging NOW was. It's not like anything interesting has happened since last night.

Ahaha I've been too pissed to write. Friday night we did get out to Cheesy pop. And got rather hammered. It was a good night though but we spent like £40 and thus I was left with only £100 total in my bank account which was quite scary. But yes, good night. Even SFG. SFG is an inside joke by the way.

 

Then yesterday, yesterday being Saturday. I don't actually know what happened during the day, I think I was hungover. I'm losing hours of my life being drunk or hungover here! But in the evening we decided to go to ASDA. So I drove us to ASDA and we spent a good couple of hours in there filling two trolley's of food and drink. Got to the checkout and realised we'd just spent £99.09. Thus leaving me with less than a quid in my bank. Feck.

 

Getting all the shopping in my car was most hilarious. Micras are most definitely not built for holding five people and over £100 worth of shopping. Was a good laugh though. Funny how shopping is so freakin fun!

 

We got home and had the huge problem of fitting our food in the freezer. It was really not fitting, so we've ended up putting half our food in Jamie's freezer downstairs because for some reason their flat has two! So after that we decided to start drinking and then go out to the GUU. But by the time we'd persuaded everyone to get ready and go it was like 12 and we were already quite hammered.

 

Sooo... I don't have a clue what happened. I was way too hammered. Strobe lights, cocktail fountains, fire alarms, weed and sex on the kitchen floor. Fun!

 

I'm off to eat spaghetti made by Ross. Byeeeeeee

Yesterday. Yesterday being Thursday. Lectures must have been boring because I don't really remember much. Although in maths we had a tutorial which was far better than lectures. Basically you're sat in a classroom with only half the usual number of students and given a couple of teachers and given problems to do. So you can talk about it and ask abut it and it's far better than lectures where you're just talked AT. So I sat myself next to a smart looking dude, who then helped me. And when we both got stuck we asked nice Calculus man and he helped us. Constructive!

 

Got home and decided I'd drive home to get my Gameboy because we're geeks and have pretty much every console apart from a Gameboy. So I drove home which was quite scary as there was accidents on the motorway and roadworks at Garrion bridge and the sat nav had no idea where to go. OH YES I GOT MY SAT NAV BY THE WAY. And it's awesome. So got home and stuck washing on, and then ate all the parents food, haha. Gathered up my (wet) washing and off I went back to Glasgow. Was nice to see the family though, I do kind of miss them.

 

Ah yes the drive back was fun as it was 10 at night or something and the roads were empty. My little car can do over the speed limit. Ooh. So yeah I acted like a dick on the motorway overtaking everything in sight, I just wanted to go fast for once. So I actually managed to get to Glasgow in about half an hour. My Mother will be reading this and she'll probably now shout at me for speeding.

 

I got back and my flatmates were pissed. Jamie was sober, but Suzie, Laura, Alison, Ross and Iain were drunk. So Jamie and I sat soberly and laughed at them. We were staying sober because we were supposed to be going to ASDA for food as we're clean out of anything edible. But we soon realised that there was no way the drunks were going to manage to stagger around ASDA. Sp Jamie and I decided to see how fast we could get drunk. On vodka, gin, tequila and JD, about 20 minutes.

 

Woke up this morning feeling terrible. Seriously contemplated not going to uni. But seeing as I have a 100% attendance so far, I decided to go. I don't know that I should have. Biology was boring, almost fell asleep. Then me and Elaine and Morven went and sat in the QMU. OH! And I bought a Glasgow University hoody which is very sexy and cozy.

 

Maths was so boring I actually fell asleep. Like proper head-on-the-desk asleep. I don't understand algebra.

 

Going out to cheesy pop tonight. Going to get proper hammered. Just for lolz.

Today was much the same as every other day - awesome. Got up and cleaned the kitchen, it's my habit now seeing as I'm the only person in in the mornings. Then went off to my lectures which were pretty boring. Biology was a bit of a blur, I might have been sleeping. Chemistry was okay, I understood quite a bit of it, same with maths - understandable. Shite - I have homework for tomorrow.

 

Then came home and realised I had no food left, so ate random crap. Then me and Jamie went to pick up Duncan and when we came back we watched Anchorman and then Trainspotting. Wow Trainspotting is an AWESOME film. Know how sometimes a film is just so good you instantly want to watch it over again? Trainspotting is like that. I'm actually ashamed at myself for not having watched it before now. It's such a good film! I want to read the book now.

 

It's 4am and I'm only just getting to my bed. My stomach hurts.

Today was going to be a long day. I was up at 8am and was ready to go by 9am. Go me. And I even had Suzie up and out the door by 20 past 9. We actually got to uni for 9:45 with Suzie carrying a mug of coffee all the way up to uni, which actually isn't a bad idea because it was cold this morning.

 

So labs. Was pretty damn boring, but got to meet lots of new people who are in my lab group and they're all pretty nice which is always a good thing. Today we just pretty much got talked at, and then went to the computers to look at Moodle which was boring, and pointless, so we were allowed to leave early. So I went up to the QMU cafe with a few of my lab group and we got something to eat there and then I met Jamie and Iain and went down to Jim's bar to do nothing for a while.

 

Then I was back to work with Biology at 2, chemistry at 3 and maths at 4. I'm no further forward with my chemistry confusion. However today was Calculus maths which I'm slightly embarrased to say - I quite enjoy. As I understand it and it makes sense to me and when things make sense they make me happy. Unlike chemistry. Which makes me want to cry.

 

When I got home, well flat-home I mean, we decided to eat before going bowling. However I've ran out of food so my nutritious dinner consisted of cheese, chocolate, coffee and toast. Healthy. So we all went out to Xscape to do bowling. Which although was immensly fun, I lost dramatically. And Iain ended up winning with the last shot! Jamie wasn't best pleased...

 

We played the arcade games for a bit too which was fun, and went on this shite simulator thing which although was meant for two people, three of us got into it but it really was crap and cost us £5. On the way home we wanted McD's but the one in Partick was closed at 11 so we went back to the big one and abused the servers there who took more than their targetted 15 seconds to serve us our food. However food was good. I love McD's. I deserve to be a fatty.

 

Then Marty as up when we all got back and I ended up failing yet again to read my big fat chemistry book, and instead stayed up til half 3 copying up maths notes in a legible font. So I suppose I have achieved something academically as I now have neat Calculus notes. STill to tackle Algebra... Fun. But I'm going to bed. G'night!

Today started off good. I managed to snooze through 45 minutes of my alarm clock while asleep. As in, pressing the snooze button every 5 minutes, in my sleep, until nearly 11am. But then I did move my arse and get up. And ended up playing the Wii, but I've lost my touch and I'm back to being shite and amateur.

 

Then Jamie, Suzie, Laura and I headed up to uni and Jamie and I left Suzie and Laura to go to a lecture while we went to the QMU where Jamie joined up, and I asked if they had my membership card ready but they don't yet so I've to go back tomorrow. Then we walked down to the gym where I joined. Oh my God I have actually joined the gym. Shock fucking horror. I've never been a member of a gym in my life. This is cool. I feel fit already.

 

Then we went and joined the GUU and met Suzie and Laura as we were walking back up the hill. So we talked to them and figured out what we were doing. Then left them and went up to L9 of Boyd Orr to see when the heck I have labs - tomorrow at 10-1 by the way - and admired the view from L11. After that it was like quater to two so I met Elaine and we waited for biology.

 

Biology was pretty boring really. Although we had a different woman today who was nice in that she stopped and let us copy notes instead of just going really fast and expecting us to keep up. She wasn't half as funny as the dude who had to act out everything he spoke about! Then chemistry - fuck. It was some lecture about quantum numbers and excited electrons and I quite honestly sat there completely and utterly clueless. Most of the class have done A-Level or Advanced Higher and I'm sitting there with only Higher and panicking because I don't know it. He kept apologising for going over stuff that we would find familiar and easy and I'm sitting there with no idea, having never heard of most of the terms.

 

Maths was equally as hellish. I don't have a clue what the topic even was. I hate maths. I really do. And I don't like my algebra lecturer. Calculus I can cope with - I get that. Algebra is over my head. And it's stressing me out.

 

I'm actually now sitting in my room being anti-social because I'm trying to install a disc that is supposed to help me with chemistry. Whether it will or not is debatable!