Summer VS Winter

Summer is when we are told we will get excellent weather, from those amazingly accurate weathermen.  Everyone expects sunshine, when we are told its gonna be the hottest summer on record when in reality, the weather does not want to do anything other than piss down.  While, when they do not say anything about heatwaves, we get record hottness.  Then there is winter, which can be just as un-predictable, but lets be honest the weathermen dont actually get this so wrong, they just dont tell you about the in-coming snow until the last minute.

Facebook VS Bebo

I used to be a member at Bebo, but then i just didnt go on it for ages, and it appeared to be rather shit after a while.  Being that i could never decide what to change my background too, and got super boring.  I think Bebo should be for the more younger generation, with all the colourful and crap you can do on it.  Has anyone also the noticed the teeny-bopper style name?  I mean, who thinks of these things…Facebook is more popular, and lets be honest if you dont have a facebook, your life isnt worth living. Cos it aint true unless its on facebook.  Although im a firm believer, that those members of the network should be over a certain age, although that doesnt stop them does it?  GRRR they will spoil the fun.

Home Vs. University

Looking at this from my point of view, going into second year, living in a house, with a bike instead of a car and housemates instead of parents.  Im gonna have to cook, like most days and sometimes, i really cannot be arsed to cook.  You have to through the whole process of:

1. What does Fay feel like eating?
2. Does Fay like it?
3. What food does Fay actually own?
4. How much time does Fay have to make the concoction?
5. Making the actual thing…
6. Is it cooked properly?
7. Was it actually Nice?
8. Is Fay still hungry?

It reall is such a chore to feed me sometime, I’m not a rabbit, but i will eat lettuce if i must, i dont like carrots, turnip or sweet potatoe, brocoli is okay, cauliflower is awesome (espeicially with cheese sauce).  I dont like coffee, tea or water (although Turkish bottled water, was okay).  Yeah im a Picky Bitch.

Food is actually the start of living with me….at home my room is a mess, but for some reason, at uni…im a bit of a clean freak.  Im not ashamed to say it but i actually looked forward to cleaning, it was a break from my laptop and work.  All my DVDs and book were in alphabetical order, i had posters on my wall, which were all straight.  Things had a specific place in my cupboard.  All my hair products were lined up and i hated it when they looked a mess. The stupid thing was that, I always organized them on a friday afternoon, and friday night was when i used everything and they got messed up.

Then, there is the fact i dont live with my family, i live with people i have know nearly 24/7  for a year, I suppose they are like my other family.  And as i have found out before, don’t piss them off or they actually make your life hell.

There is alot more to this post somewhere in my little head, but I shall leave you with these for now.   But i doe have some other exciting news. Finally I have added some things to my resources section. It has actually taken me ages and so far only 4 pages have made been made.  But i have a tonne more links to add, some i need to root around university work, other I need to add from del.ici.ous.  Then I also have to upload some.

So anyway back to my holiday story, it took us like ages to get to the airport, my mums friends was taking us and for some reason we didn’t take the motorway up there (even though it was a sunday, and would be practically empty).  Finally, after like ages we got to the airport, looked up at the screens while we were checking in and it said that the flight was gonna be two hours late.  :(  Why does this happen to me?  Got up to the desk and the flight was nearly full, which meant me and my brother got sat at the front of the plane with some randomers, and my parents were at the back, with free extra leg-room.

Got to the hotel, eventully after another bus ride, crawled into bed for two hours.  Then we got back up and went to breakfast (probably like zombies).

-_-……

you know what right now im not really in the mood, to carry on writing.  If i see you you might be able to force some stories, out of me.  but for now,

blah.

the quick version: it was hot, swam alot.  the sand on the beach burnt my feet.  Went shopping, and brought back official fake turkish clothes.  Met a waiter, ho wanted to take me out, i was at one entrance, he meant the other.  saw him two days later, and the night i left i gave him a not with my name and email on….still havnt had an email.  Did a bit of belly-dancing and normal dancing, ate alot of random food, and drank alot.  I also got named the fanta girl, but after i while i moved to sprite to surprise the bar-man. By the end the waiters saved our usual table for us, and like everyone stopped working when we walked in and just watched us for some reason.

So just in case you have time to miss me here is a little special post for you guys. Especially my friend Bec, who is starting to be a bit of an Internet ninja, likes to roll on the floor laughing  (gonna have to find a new place to do this in our new house) and because she likes to say ‘Oh Fay!‘ alot.  Also, to the wonderful Nancy, as she needs a special thanks for putting up with everything, and because I think I used to be able to make her laugh, with some of the things that happened to me.  I was gonna make a little video, but i havent got enough things collected together yet, and my room doesn’t look that pretty right now (clothes are thrown everywhere, and i have already stood on my straighteners twice), and its started to rain, so you will have to wait a little while.

Here is some random image, none of me as i look like a alcoholic in most…

I was gonna give you some music, but appaerently songs are too large, so heres a list:

• BOB- Magic (featuring Rivers Cuomo)
• 3OH!3 – My first kiss
• The Futures -  This is the boy who cried wolf
• Kylie Minogue – All The Lovers
• Boy Like Girls – Love Drunk
• Example – kickstarts
• Enrique Iglesias – I like it
• Kelly Rowland- Commander

…and two …erm drawings, of somethat recently happened on the same night, ill let you guys figure out what happened as i cant explain, i have a plane to catch.  Click the image to get them bigger.  (there is another drawing not sure if it shows up, but if you open this one, and then change it to ‘draw1′, you’ll see it.

I was gonnna write more but im like leaving now, so adios mis amigos.

Then yesterday, i made a discovery of a tutorial for a header (well, the header is actually about 5 tutorials, all in one) featuring Gaspard Ulliel, and he has been like a god, since i tried to watch A Very Long Engagement.  Which, i wouldn’t watch unless you are fluent in french, or is willing to look at a screen for two hours.  But he was a hotty with short hair, and he can speak fluent english.  But seriously, i could look at him all day, haven’t got a clue how you pronounce his second name.

So, anyway my dad decided that he had to shout me out of bed this morning.  Apparently, being 19 doesn’t give you the luxury on deciding when you can get out of bed.  Its not like i stay in bed till 10, im always up and out of bed by 9, im awake by half 8.  But i just lay and watch tv and wake up properly.  I can’t just set my alarm, and get up out of bed at that time.  I just feel shit all day.  So then, me and dad had a argument, about him waking me up in the morning.  Seriously, if he just let me get up he could add like another hour onto his day….and would get alot more done.

So, the day carried on.  Got my works website, all photoshopped out, now i just need to upload.  But unfortunatly my internet, laptop and the server that half my sites are on…reallly do not like each other.   Went in the gym and invited my brother along, just so i would have some sort of company and he didnt bloody talk what-so-ever.  So we had a massive argument then.

Then i went in the shower, and just got seriously depressed, and starting thinking about really awful things about life.  Mum is all like you should text your friends, which i have done, but i dont want to be like all over them.  I texted one, and was like we need to go out…and she replied saying yes we do…but since then i havn’t seen or heard from her. The summer is gonna end, and i am not going to have any goals accomplished. I was thinking about the futute and my un-employability right now.  I had tonnes of confidence in primary and the start of secondary school.  By the end, and college itr has just shot down, and im scared that when i go back to uni im just gonna be the quiet little mouse.

I personally hate when people are like that to me.  Every weekend dad is always like why dont go out with your schoolfriends….the truth is i dont have any after everything that happened.  Then i go on facebook and see my other friends going out and having fun, and im like ‘why isnt this me?’.  Then, when they do ask me out its gonna be like a weeks notice and im not gonna be able to get it off work, because i work thursday nights…which is the student night around here.  Then, people are like why dont you get a taxi?  It costs over £20 to get back…and i have to get there first..

Recently, a new girl started work.  She is pretty, confident, has a boyfriend, goes out.  Shes everything i want to be, and she was asking me about when i go out, and boyfriends.  I was just like, nope and no boyfriend either.  Then everything went silent.  I am way too picky, i will admit it and I really do have trust issues.  We were talking about our uni houses, and of course they found a house that had all the same size rooms, so no-one has to have the cupboard room.  Right now, to be honest..i really couldnt care what room i get.

All i wanna do is meet up with friends and have fun.  I thought with not having my other summer job i would be able to do this.  But, everyone is in there own little worlds with their fucking boyfriends, and uni friends.  Where are my friends? and pleasee can i just stop crying.

I swear im gonna be the weird little old lady, when im older.  that everyone thinks is weird and keeps away from.