Drinking, dancing & general debauchery.

Yes, I have been overindulging slightly of late ... numerous nights out, far too many tequilas and plenty of groan-inducing morning afters ... I've been having a lot of fun! I've missed quite a bit of uni, but I am all set to change that this week. I have an essay due on Friday that I am going to start tomorrow (I know - me planning an essay in advance is pretty much unheard of it, but I refuse to sit up 'til eight in the morning on Thursday night, desperately trying to sqeeze out another few words to make my 4000 target) and lots of important lectures to attend - not to mention, exam time is less than a month away! So it's preparation, preparation, preparation for me.



Today I spent most of the morning - and afternoon - recovering from last night, which was not fun, and seemed to consist mainly of the copious quantities of gin consumed last night coming back to haunt me in a horrible way. However, I pulled myself together just enough to be able to meet some friends and see Burn After Reading at the cinema in town. I've been spending some time with a boy who is very nice, so I sat with him and was generally confused by the whole film (we went to see Quantum of Solace together during the week and I was turning round to him literally every five minutes for an explanation ... I just didn't get it!). I was wearing a very short cut-off denim skirt & a big black off-the-shoulder t-shirt with my patent DMs, thick black tights and my cropped leather jacket ... I felt very Alice Dellal, however, in reality I probably bore a closer resemblence to Alice Cooper, what with my chaotic hair and generally disturbing appearance.




I got a few items ticked off my shopping list, namely the Gilbert & George for Tatty Devine gin necklace, which I have been hankering after for quite some time. I also bought a knitted slouchy hat (yes, another one, because it's predeccessors have all somehow managed a mysterious disappearing act), some not-very-exciting but very essential thick black tights (110 denier, yes please! Practically bullet-proof, ha), a boxset of fourteen Alfred Hitchcock films, the new UK Vogue (which is beautiful, although contains a very depressing story about a mermaid and a pair of red high heels) and various other bits and pieces. I have added a stupid amount of items to my Christmas list (which I'll bore you all to death with in my next post, because I can't be bothered tonight) so I'm hoping Santa is willing to overlook any bad behaviour and bring me a beautiful new watch ...

Even diamonds start as coal.

Okay, yet again I have been neglecting this, but I'm just about to come offline and get some reading done, so I'll just do a quick summary of anything even vaguely interesting that has happened recently (except this to be short).

- Reading Week has started. I am off uni, but haven't actually done any work as of yet.

- I have my halloween costume all ready to go! Beaded drop waist dress, seamed stockings, cigarette holder, long pearls, headband, fur coat (fake, obviously) ... yes, I am a 1920s girl, and I'm damn excited about it.

- My Scrubs obsession has returned, thanks to Sophie & her "you got gravelled!" I spent pretty much all day today and yesterday watching it, going from season one right through to whatever season we're on now.

Yep, that's about it. Bit of a boring old week. However, things are looking up - going out with my mum tomorrow, spending Thursday and Friday in the library, going out partying on Friday night (in my costume of course), working on Saturday & then having a Halloween film night with some friends (hello, Hocus Pocus) & probably working on Sunday and then relaxing (but in all honesty, will be more likely to be panic writing 2000 words on the history of medieval Scottish poetry and the language used within these poems. FUN.)

So that's it, au revoir until next time!

Everyday is like Sunday.

I've been forgetting to blog again. I need to get myself into some sort of once-weekly blogging routine ... not that I really have anything to post about. Just the same old, same old ... uni, work, uni, work, pub, sleep. That's about it!

Last night, bestie & I had a girly night in, complete with crap television, popcorn, & mojitos, which got less & less like mojitos as the night went on, and more like shots of rum and lime. Needless to say, we ended up on the wrong side of tipsy, and staggered off to bed at 4am, only to be woken hours later with the worst hangovers of our lives. Ah well. The price to pay for drunken good times!

Today I visited my grandma, who has just returned from a trip to Malta, and she brought me back the most beautiful necklace - a glass pendant in the shape of a cross, with blue and gold streaked through it, kind of like a marble. I adore it! I also saw my uncle and two young cousins, who were absolutely on top form - small children are so hilarious! Came home to a lovely dinner and a glass of wine with my mum, and now I'm supposed to be helping her put songs on her mp3 player before I write up some seminar exercises for uni tomorrow. Blah!

I finally bought my patent Dr Marten boots, and I love them - I've hardly taken them off my feet since they arrived this week. They're so comfortable, and definitely keeping my feet dry in this horrible weather. Next on my list is a red knitted beret and some raspberry coloured opaque tights. I'd love some patent red mary janes but I think I've bought enough shoes this month, what with my brogues and my DMs and everything else (I've become a DVD-aholic, it's disgraceful).

Speaking of DVDs, I watched In Bruges last night, and I absolutely loved it! It was a bit gory in places and totally miserable at the end, but it was really funny, and I actually didn't hate Colin Farrell as much as I thought I would, ha. Clemence Poesy was absolutely stunning, as usual. And, despite the fact that, for the majority of the film, they were absolutely slating Bruges, I really want to go there, it looks beautiful!!

And because I'm a vain bitch, here's a photo of me as I look right this second - not the greatest of pictures, but whatever! Hardly anyone ever sees me wearing my glasses ...

ps what is everyone dressing up as for Halloween? I can't think of a costume for this year and it's driving me insane!

I am a writer, writer of fictions.

And I've been forgetting to blog, again. Tsk. I've been rather busy this week however, although mostly doing boring stuff, so not really worth noting. All I will say is this - university is such a pain in the arse.

So, what else have I been doing ... I went to see Dirty Pretty Things play their last Glasgow gig ever last night, which I thoroughly enjoyed, despite now having some sort of distressing back pain, from being pushed and squashed and at one point even accidentally stumbling into a moshpit (don't ask). Safe to say, they went out with a bang, and I look forward to hearing the new projects they come up with.

After the gig, there was the difficult choice between going to the aftershow party, or going to an old friend's twentieth birthday party. After much deliberating, the birthday party won, purely because I have never been to a bash at Nicola's which I haven't enjoyed! Needless to say, it was a brilliant night, with lots of the obligatory & highly alcoholic fruit punch, and excellent banter. Made it home for round about half five this morning, and felt very rough today as a result, but fortunately I had the day off work, so, after crawling out of my bed at three in the afternoon, my mum drove me to McDonalds for a hangover-curing Big Mac, and then we visited my grandma. I cooked pasta and bolognaise sauce from scratch for the family - I was very proud of myself, even though the carrots took bloody ages to cook (I won't be putting those in my sauce again, I tell you).

Anyway. I've been spending a lot of my spare time in search of a pair of shoes that I desperately need! I want a pair of black patent Dr Marten boots, as my black ones are falling apart at the seams, but I actually cannot find a pair in my size anywhere. It's most infuriating. If anyone can direct me to an online store that sells them, I would be most grateful! I also need a pair of black leather jazz shoes - Topshop has a perfect pair, but again, nowhere seems to stock them in my size. I know my feet are big but most shops usually stock sizes right up to an eight, right? Urgh.

To comfort myself about the lack of shiny boots, I bought myself two new vests from American Apparel - the 'SexualiTank' in white, and a tri-blend racerback in grey. I love them, I've been wearing them layered together, with black skinny jeans, flats, a vintage silk scarf, and long necklaces. I'm looking to get a pair of wet-look skinnies at somepoint in the future (I'd love leather ones, or some shiny AA leggings, but I'm worried they won't flatter my already less-then-slim legs, so I'm playing it safe with denim) and hopefully a pair of dark denim shorts as well. I'll need to replace my favourite necklace (a long gold one with an owl on) because it snapped and I lost it at the gig, boo!

I also bought this high-waisted tulip skirt -

- for wearing with casual t-shirts, leggings and chunky heels, yay. I wish I hadn't bought it though, because I'm totally broke, and I kind of regret buying clothes when I should have been saving money for transport and cigarettes. Oh well!

I'm done for the night, off to watch Angels in America and get an early night, so I don't fall asleep in any lectures tomorrow. Night.

Living for the weekend.

It's been a good weekend, what with payday being on Friday and everything. I got a nice long lie yesterday, because my shift at work didn't start until two, which was a nice change from having to rise at the crack of dawn every Saturday morning! Work was dull as ever, but passed pretty quickly, and I bought myself some thick grey tights and a new black knitted beret to cheer myself up at the end of my shift, so it wasn't too bad.

The night out planned was for a friend's birthday, so I went over to another friend's place to get ready - I wore my new vintage black high waist skirt with a black singlet, grey tights, black mary janes with a very high heel, and a brilliant chunky gold necklace that my mum produced from nowhere and apparently hasn't worn since the eighties (and she's been hiding it from me all this time, tskk). We got ready, had a glass of wine and watched a little bit of the X Factor, before rushing off into town to what was possibly the most crowded bar in Glasgow. We met everyone and proceeded to get very merry on these amazing pineapple cocktails that were on offer - and, of course, the obligatory tequila slammer or six. We then moved onto a wee club up the road, where we danced the night away to cheesy pop and r'n'b, and crawled to the chippy and then to the taxi rank at about half three. A good night was had by all, I think!

Today I felt very, very rough as I stumbled into work, wearing huge, torn up, baggy old Levis, an aa tee and some beat up old converse, but I made it through the day and come home to curl up on the sofa with season five of Scrubs and a big bowl of pasta & pesto. Mmmm.

Tomorrow my mum and I both have the day off, so we're going to see the new French film I've Loved You So Long at the gft, then do a bit of shopping and probably have a coffee. I might see if I can bully her into going for sushi, I have a craving, and my healthy eating has been wayyy off recently (I'm ashamed to admit that I had a Burger King today ... ugh. Not my fault, though. The hangover demanded it!) So I'll be off to bed so I can get up at a reasonable hour tomorrow.

(bestie and I, drunkenly posing in the club toilets. Classy? No.)

Ahhaaa, shaa-aaake.

Well, today didn't go entirely as planned. I'm going to have to start leaving the house earlier if I actually want to ever make it to uni on time. I missed my first English Lit seminar today because the subways were off again and I didn't give myself enough time to allow for that. Oh well. I met big sis Lucy instead, so it wasn't too bad! We went to this gorgeous little vintage shop near St George's Cross, and I picked up an amazing high waisted black skirt, with glittery spots all over and three gold buttons up the front - I love it! We then went to Beanscene and had ourselves some yummy nachos, then Luce went off to uni and I went to the salon to get my hair cut!

To be honest, I'm not overly happy with the end result. I don't absolutely hate it, but I don't particularly like it, either. It's flat, boring and too ... styled. My own personal look tends to be a little bit messy and thrown together, and it just doesn't match with this sharp, straight bob I've got going on. But at least all the frazzled ends have been cut off, and it definitely looks fuller and shinier. All it needs to do now is grow, fast, and then hopefully my hair will be restored to it's former, more healthy, glory, and then I can actually get it cut into a proper style.

I stripped some more paper off my walls today. Hurrah! Getting rid of that nasty, headache-inducing, lime green paper is such a satisfying feeling - I can't wait until the carpets are lifted and I can really start getting the new stuff up. I've decided to keep the walls light and neutral, all of them a plain off-white, bar one, which will be covered in a gorgeous paper I bought a while back, printed with sketchy grey branches, flowers and birds. Being as there isn't enough room for a sofa, I have decided a daybed is probably the best idea ... I saw a great one in Next, actually. It's white and ornate looking without being fussy, and comes with a foldout bed stored underneath, which will be ideal whenever my friends & sisters come to stay. I still haven't decided on a colour scheme, however ... I'm torn between grey & dusty pink, or a more natural, earthy set of colours. I've been using the following pictures as inspiration;





... but none of them really give me any colour ideas! Hmm, we'll see. I know I definitely want white furtiture and very dark wood flooring, but that doesn't really help any.


Anyway, I'll stop rambling on - I'm done for the night! x

Les yeux ouverts.

I'm reopening my blog, just because. I've also given it a little bit of a makeover - the brown background felt too stuffy ... this one is fresher and a little bit more fun.

I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow but I really, really don't know what to get. I haven't had it cut in over a year, and it's currently a medium-length mess of uneven layers and growing out fringes, and is pretty frazzled from excessive colouring and heat styling (I know, I know, I should have learned my lesson the last time, but I swear, hairdye is like crack or something). I'm pretty pleased with the length of it - after having short hair for so long, being able to scrunch my up hair into a messy bun is such a novelty - but the style is boring, and I need a good few inches chopped to get it back into decent condition. I'm currently pondering Rihanna's old haircut ...

... because it's short but not too short, and I have such a girl crush on Rihanna at the minute - I have been playing Disturbia pretty much on a loop recently, not gonna lie, that song is immense. I love her current short pixie cut, but my favourite was definitely her Shut Up and Drive layered bob, so I'm going to take a few photos in with me and hope I don't leave the hairdressers in floods of tears this time :D

Not much else to tell ... oh, I started back at uni! The reading list for this year is rather epic, I can't wait to get my loan through so I can actually buy some of the books - the student loan company seem to have only one aim in life, and that aim is to screw me around until I actually go insane. I think they have the underground system in on it as well - I got into the station today to be told that my train would take over twenty minutes to arrive (wtf!!), so I went over to the other line, thinking I'd get the subway right the way around, and go the long way to my stop ... and then, two stops before mine, the driver announced that the train was bloody terminating, and that the whole line would be closed for the rest of the day, so I had to go back to the line I started on and go all the way back around again. What should have been a ten minute journey took me near-enough forty five minutes, and, needless to say, I missed my lecture. Angry doesn't even cover how I felt. But ... whatever. These things happen I guess!

I would go on about my wardrobe overhaul, my room redecoration, and other things that have been happening, but I'll leave that for another entry, I'm knackered. Night!