My Oh My, A song to say good bye...

I have this massive sense of impending doom... Im quite sure that something terrible is going to happen, either that or Im to close to the edge again and need to step back, and the feeling im having is the fact im looking down...

Maybe its about my interview tomorrow... or maybe its because I am so worried about so many of my friends. They are a wonderfully unstable bunch of people. I need to cheer up... maybe moon chavs will help...



Rediculous...

No one can understand how much I miss this man....

Radiohead's Nude, isn't it? from Jonic on Vimeo.

Muse's "Sunburn", right out of my face! from Jonic on Vimeo.

Things Rick Astley would never do...

This is just a diagram to assist in completion of the recent poll.

You shouldn't let me watch football...

The sun is shining and the grass is green... 

My boyfriend is at work and I have a million words to write for university and I would much rather sit here and chew off my own hand, but unfortunately they haven't come up with a degree for that yet.  Though as a race, we cannot be too far off since there is a degree in David Beckam. (I personally hold him in such a light that even giving his name capital letter makes me grind my teeth and look like I'm about to headbutt the screen).  So much for 'thou shalt not worship false idols'.

Anyway on a lighter but still football themed note, I went to the football yesterday.... yes that's right... me at the football.  It was York vs. somewhere that isn't York. I went with one of the men that I look after, for the sake of this we shall call him A.  Anyway A said that I wasn't getting into it properly and that I should be shouting and stuff, but I didn't have a clue what was going on.  I ended up shouting and screaming at the coach of the away team for saying 'fuck' and 'cunt' every 2 seconds.  He looked at me with devil eyes and looked utterly bemused and the whole stadium stared at him and me as I continued shouting... Then I sat back down and A said I was very embarrassing and that he would never take me to the football again.  SUCCESS!!!! NO MORE FOOTBALL!!!!

And so it is that now I am going to have a shower to make myself all squeaky clean... because everyone knows that you cannot do essays unclean... honest?!?

Blog...

This is the third blog I have started and I have have shortly abandoned the other ones due many of the following reasons....

• Them deteriorating into emo-style depressing diaries
• High demands on time by friends, family and boyfriend
• I am easily bored and distracted by shiny Internet things so forget to write anything
• I forget my password
• I forget what site they are on

I think I may try a little better with this one, for a start it is pink... I'm not that fond of pink, but I feel that I have something to prove since I set it up like this and can't work out a way of changing it... and even if I could work it out I wouldn't do it because I am just that bloody stubborn.

I would also like to take this change to apologise for my spelling... there is a story behind it.

About 3 months ago I was driving through northern Scotland with my laptop on my knee eating some pretty hardcore crisps in the car. Id like to take this opportunity to explain that my dad was driving not me... Anyway I was desperately trying to find some wireless Internet and was getting very grumpy... when suddenly for no apparent reason my hand had an almighty spasm, taking me completely by surprise and hurling crisps all over my keyboard. Now there is a crumb the size of a small nation, which roles around under the z, s, d, e, w keys, and is completely invincible to being crushed, un-hooverable, and un-shake-outable... so if anyone has any suggestions then please let me know.

Anyway, I only joined this thing so I could comment on my friends blog so I'm gonna go now.

P.S you will never look at this car agin without laughing... YOU CAN NEVER UN-SEE THIS!!!

Kiss kiss