31/12/08

It's the countdown to New Year, and heaven only knows what tonight has in store.
Me and my sister are painting the town not just red, but a rainbow of colours, after last night I can imagine that its going to be amazing.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself.
So Sunday, my beautiful god-daughter and my best friend came over to see me. Spent most of the day in town. Had a really good day just dossing about and looking after Mia. By the time we got back Mia was asleep, so we brought her in to sleep, however as babies shall indeed be babies, she woke up and started crying, so I had to sit in the papsan chair with her asleep on me for half an hour. To be honest I could have laid there for hours. I was very sad to see them go, and it was brilliant catching up with Chris too.




My dad came to collect me with my sister and we went back to her house, and did what we always do.

I can probably sum up Monday and Tuesday, day by saying, we shopped, we smoked, we laughed, we plotted and we watched films and had an amazing time.

Tuesday evening we went to Bar Eleven for the Phlebas NYE night, got smashed very quickly because of Jagerbombs, christ. Danced loads, managed to fall over twice, partied back at the house and stayed up till half six this morning.

Cotched on the couch all day today, myself and Nixi sent Roo off to the shops for munchies. Watched Gossip Girl and just monged, six hours of sleep before a ten hour bender is not good, I planned to sleep all day today, but did not managed it.

Now Hannahs back and we're getting ready for what we are hoping will be an incredible night.
Wax Bar
Lloyds
Rock City/Rescue Rooms/Stealth
For a night of immense DJs, plenty of alcohol and death to our feet.
Bring on the New Fucking Year of female males.

27/12/08

I think I need to recap over the last few days.

Sunday I was still not up for going out, so my sister came over for the day with an 8th and we had a good session, chatting and other such things, was a nice evening.

Monday as I was feeling a bit better, I went into Shotts shopping with my mum and her good apple. It was a nightmare, so busy. I developed a great hatred for people with prams, they are the bain of my shopping experience. However I did manage to found some nice things. Then had an unplanned visit to my sisters where I decided to stop over for the night. We got another 8th and had another very productive session. Decided to surprise Nixi with my visit, her reaction resembled that of over excited Americans on Homes Under the Hammer or whatever its called, it was most possibly the loveliest welcome I have ever had. We then all sat and chatted and laughed at Hannah taking Matt's duvet out of the washing machine and happening upon his boxers.

Tuesday I went home and hung out with my mum again, when I say hung out, I mean I walked in and helped myself to all the lovely new things she had baked and a large brew. Went to my dads that evening where we spent most of the evening having a blaze till two in the morning, when he passed out. These older ones just cannot hack it.

Wednesday I got up and chilled out on the sofa with my dad, had a lazy morning, then went out at about four into town, got quite hammered with my dad and met up with some old friends. Got back about ten and then carried on drinking and blazing. Had a really deep chat with my dad, we really got to know each other better and I finally came clean about me smoking and he said he wasn't bothered he was just glad I could tell him. Was a really fun night, really love being with my dad, he is amazing. Even if his tooth did fall out when he was chatting some girl up!

Thursday was spent drinking tea and chilling until we got to my auntie and uncles for a top notch dinner, as my grandma remarked "Oooh it looks just like its off the telly." We did the whole presents thing, but then left as me and dad wanted to get home and have a smoke. Watched 'A matter of Loaf and Death' was hilarious. Watched Gavin and Stacey and the Royale family and were remarking on how we never knew people lived like that. It looked really depressing, but then I realised that my family is somewhat like that, yes we have nice things and we have nice food, but we aren't rich we don't use crystal glasses and have MOET, or starters. But our family is the closest of any other family I've met. We get along so well, we care about each other and we are all best friends. I can never fault my family, they are more like my best friends. I love them so much, they are without a doubt the most incredible people on this earth.

Friday I went back to my mums, was sad to say goodbye to my dad, but I know I'll see him again soon. Hannah was already here and we had a brew and did the presents thing again. My mum always puts a limit on how much she is gonna spend, and once again we went way over the budget. She just cant say no. Me and Hannah were talking about how amazing she is, and how much she does for us. We had the nicest dinner ever and then just smoked some sheesha and spliffs and chilled out watching films.

Saturday. I literally have not moved off my ass all day apart from to make a brew, have a fag and eat some cakes.

20/12/08

So, due to being uncontrollably ill, I am now home.

It was very unusual how it all came about.
One minute I was fine practising for the panto, then next I was dead.
It happened at about half past two in the afternoon, I felt very achy, sick, dizzy and feverish, so I decided to have a nap before going to work, hoping I would be able to sleep it off.
After being at work for three hours, and having to rush the toilets every fives minutes as I though I was going to be sick, I decided to go home and try and sleep it off properly.
Got into bed about half past nine, started to watch a film, and then just died, right then and there. I was in agony my whole body was in pain, one second I was scolding hot the next I was icy cold, I felt dizzy, bright lights made me feel faint, I had an excruciating headache, tight chest and felt like I was about to throw up. I couldn't get settled and could not relax. I spent the entire time tossing and turning, crying as I was so frustrated that I couldn't sleep. At about half past four I decided to move into the living room and watch TV, see if that would help me drift off. As soon as I'd gotten into the living, I threw up (luckily I'd bought my little bin through) I was so painful, and I went very cold and almost passed out. I laid down and called the out of hours doctor who told me to go to my GP straight away.
I stayed up all night and then very slowly and painfully went to the doctors in the morning. I got wrote off work for seven days and put on some medication.
I'm, feeling slightly better now I'm taking three different tablets at once.
Rang my mum and told her what happened and she promptly jumped in the car and drove the 300 mile round trip to High Wycombe to come and get me.
So I'm now back at home, its so odd how much the house has changed since Ged moved in. It looks beautiful though. I feel better being back in my own bed (I forgot the comfort of a double bed). However my mum and Ged are away this evening to I'm going to stay in dosed up to the eyeballs watching films.

I watched Baz Lurhmans adaptation of 'William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet' last night, and cried. I also watched 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' and again, cried. Although this time I was unsure why. I think I have a let of pent up emotion that I need to release, the only problem is I don't know what form to release it in as I'm not exactly sure what it is I am feeling.

I'm going to be seeing my sister tomorrow. I cant wait. It feels so good to be back home.

17/12/08

Amazing night.
Listening to Caspa and Rusko before starting the night really got me in the mood, I forgot how much fun it was to dance in my room like an utter moron.

After downing a jug of vodka and redbull, I was ready to take on the world, despite being slightly moist from the rain and in pain from the ridiculous shoes.
Met up with Ryan, Sarah, Portia, Carolyn, Adam, Rob, Lisa and Dave.
Danced the night away to cheesy music doing the bump and grind.
Got dragged to dance by some random fittie.
Where did he go by the way?
Random dance offs with Ryan left my feet in a state of distress.


Been a lazy week so far, consisting of a few lie ins, odd bed fun filmage, assessment results and too much weed/alcohol.

The party on friday was a blast, as were the random necessities consumed to have a good night.
I managed to get a costume sorted in five minutes after my girls blasted twenty different ideas to me, we settled on a housewife, the one and only time i shall don such an outfit.
It was odd to be out as a flat again but also just as fun.

I seriously cannot wait to go home, I miss everyone so much, especially the sister, whose random phrases have kept me in stitches the entire fortnight.

Seriously, if my phone cuts out one more time whilst I'm texting, its getting a one way ticket to heaven. The last thing it will see is the wall before it shatters into an unmendable mess on the floor. It always happens after a night out to the Tree.

My minds a bit all over the place at the moment, but I'm coping, and finding I'm quite enjoying the place I'm in at the moment, it has no rules, no boundries and excess amount of fun.
Lisa actually said to me tonight whilst I was doing the 'Thriller' 'You look so much happier, It's great." Was amazing bumping into her, haven't seen her in time.

I know there is more I need to write about as I've been so busy, but I honestly cant think right now what to put. Whether this is due to the amount of alcohol swimming around my system or the fact I just cant remember I'm not sure. I'm guessing as I'm writing coherently its due to the fact I cant remember.

So on that note.

xoxo

9/12/08

This is becoming ridiculous.
I cant even leave the house through fear of God knows what!?
Hibernation definately seems like the best plan.

9/12/08

So I'm experiencing another case of emotional salmonella. I'm just not feeling myself lately. Everything seems off and at a tangent, I'm confused and finding myself in situations I thought I'd never find myself in. To be quite honest, I just want to hibernate till the 24th when I go can home, everything makes sense back up north.
Having a quite in depth conversation with my sister about men, and I'm happy to find its not just me who thinks they are a confusing race.
After a good hour chatting, we have decided the only men we can trust, is our dad, and our granddad.
I just find I'm sick of watching movies that have any kind of relationship in them, Disney or otherwise. Its all a load of bollocks.
I sound rather bitter, and quite cynical, but I have a lot to base my theories on, more so in the last couple of weeks.
On a lighter note, I have a new heater so my room is warm. Every cloud and all that. It keeps me cosy and I quite like it, especially as its a fan heater so it doesn't blind me every time I switch it on.
I don't really have much to say, I also don't want to keep moaning about my annoyance at the opposite sex.
Apart from the apple I've just consumed which was, well frankly a bit of a disappointment, I'm feeling rather empty and slightly guilty, for a crime I have even committed, yet. That's not to say I shall commit the crime, but I feel I know myself a little too well by now to realise, I'm a bitch.
However this shall carry on, until the New Year, when I feel a change shall be in order, or at the very least an attempt at change.

I'm not looking forward to the four days I shall be spending on my own before I go home for the holidays, vast amounts of ice cream will no doubt be consumed, tied in with vast quantities of alcohol and cannabis.

Right now, I think the only thing that would cheer me up, is if Josh Hartnett broke down my door, looked at me in all my pyjama glory and declared his undying love for me, hopefully whisking me off to some form of utopia where he will walk around in naked loveliness.

Here's hoping.

4/12/08

So I've not been home in four days, I seem to have moved into Portia's and left my mark by making her room messy.
We've had the majority of this week free with no assignments imminent. We have relaxed and it was been amazing, bar me breaking my toes, scolding my fingers and almost killing some children at the swimming baths, its been pure jokes.
Last night we all went to the Litten Tree, where I very nearly wet myself with the escapades that were being played out in front of my very eyes, along with Ryan breaking the barrier and Myself, Portia and Ryan mimicking the choreographically challenged.
As well as the DJ announcing Portia's new found Virginism to the entire club, with people graciously offering their services to 'pop her cherry.'
Almost got into a bit of bust up with some unknown girl because I was talking to her friend. The word obsession springs to mind, hers not mine, the only obsession I had that evening was with the bar, to which the consequences were somewhat laughable. After being escorted home and using the entire street to stumble around on (I am blaming my shoes and broken toe for this not the large quantities of alcohol swimming around my blood stream), I then collapsed onto Portia's bed screaming in delight that I'd found her Shaun The Sheep top that I always sleep in, its become something of a security blanket to me.

I literally have not moved out of Portia's bed all day, there is a groove now where I've been laid all day, watching Gossip Girl and 13 going on 30, with another Dominos in hand. We are on first name terms with the delivery guy, I think we need help.
'Hi I'm Morgan, and I'm a pizzaholic" or something similar to that.

I find sleeping at Portia's very soothing, I just seem to drift off a lot better and I don't have any panic attacks like I do when I'm in my own bed, which is always a plus.

I've been thinking about home a lot today, I cant wait to go back. I need the love that only a family can offer, and to leave my Wycombe lifestyle behind me, if only for ten days.

Signing off.

xoxo