Bacon’s loved up. December 22, 2007

So, the blog has gone somewhat downhill since the start of the summer when I used to write it all the bloody time so I thought it’s about time just for a quick little update on the life of me. Lots of stuff has changed in the past few months; I’ve lost friends, gained friends, turned 18, began to hate my job and most imporanty, met someone very very special…

Life’s great at the moment. I’ve been consistently happy for the past 2 months (despite having fucking tonsillitus over my birthday…) and without a doubt the main reason for my insanely ridiculous levels of happiness is my boyfriend Tom Gilbert. To cut a long story short we somehow managed to get together through ‘meeting’ at a Foo Fighters concert, Tom’s love for spicy chicken and… well, the rest as they say is history. We’ve only been together just over 5 weeks but it seems like so much longer. To be honest before I met Tom I’d always kind of sneer when people claimed to be in love with someone after a such a short length of time and use words like forever, but I can say, hand on my heart, that I am 100% head over heels completely and utterly in love with him. He’s gorgeous, kind, understanding, hilariously funny, generous, amazing, nice…just literally everything I could ever ask for and more. He puts up with me when I’m stroppy and he’s the first person I’ve probably ever met who I can be totally myself around and not give a damn. Just writing this puts a huge smile on my face because I know that I am, without a doubt, the luckiest girl in the whole world to have met a guy like him!!! Katy is very, very happy and Tom… he’s my world.

My own advice… October 25, 2007

For once I’ve taken my own advice in the previous post and have turned over a completely new leaf. Life is actually fucking great. I had a bit of a hairy week last week at college as I had to get approximately 7 million (5) essays in for Friday otherwise face expulsion from exams but I somehow managed to pull through and actually do them all! Fuck knows how!! Anyway, it’s half term and life is pretty damn grand. The closer I get to turning 18, the more I begin to enjoy being 17 (Sod’s law…) and for once I’m actually almost enjoying being single and just having fun. I’m feeling motivated to do well at college and am determined to get into one of the universities I’m applying to… Oh yes Uni…

Okay, so I’m going to apply to go to Uni in 2009 to do English Language and Linguistics. I’ve not quite finished off my application yet but I’ll be applying to York, Leeds, Essex, Sussex and perhaps one more if I can be bothered to research it. I’ve been to visit all of the ones mentioned bar Essex as I couldn’t make it to the OpenDay and the way it stands now is that Sussex is my favourite but with an entry requirement of AAA, Leeds is looking more probable with requirements of ABB (which is still going to be a struggle). All of my teachers have said that I am capable of getting 3As but I personally don’t see it happening. It would be nice though; going to Uni in Brighton!!

So, other stuff… hmm. Oh I don’t really have anything else to say just that you should all rest well in the knowledge that I’m really happy at the moment and I have a feeling that this might last for a while. I’ve not been this happy for nigh over a year and it just feels absolutely great to get over myself and drag myself out of, what was quite frankly, depression. I’m not being melodramatic; I really have been depressed for a long time but I’m feeling so much stronger and happier in my life.

I’m fucking ace.

Update October 2, 2007

Putting things into perspective has been my aim for this week.  Things haven’t really been going too good for me recently and this isn’t just the usual rubbish that keeps me down… this is pretty much real stuff. As much as I am thriving on the academic side of college at the moment, it’s dragging me down in other ways. All in all my lessons are ace; I’m loving the fantasy and surrealist cinema topic that we’re doing at the moment in film studies, i’m enjoying Hamlet in English Lit and I’m absolutely bumming English Language this year since I decided that it’s what I want to do at Uni. Despite all this it’s a bit of a struggle at the moment; I’m working hard in lessons but the second I leave college I have no motivation to do anything whatsoever. Every morning I wake up wondering just how bad my day at college is going to be and if it’s going to be as awkward a struggle as the day before it. I’ve been diagnosed with ’stress-related eczma’ which is really getting me down at the moment and I’m having trouble with swelling in my right eye for some reason. Yesterday morning I fell down the stairs and I’ve hurt my leg pretty badly and well, you could say i’m in the wars (or the ‘walls’ as Claud thought it was).

But I’ve been thinking to myself; this is stupid. I’m 17, I’ve got great mates and I’m healthy (bar a few issues) and relatively happy so why the hell am I ’stressed’ and why do I find day to day life so fucking hard. I think I’m the female version of Morrissey; perhaps I should go out and buy myself some Gladioli and get some NHS glasses and be done with it. I’ll sit in a graveyard reading Oscar Wilde and take a vow of celibacy…

Well, maybe not. From now on I’m taking a fresh attitude and gonna put a new spin on things. Life is fine, I’m fine and everything’s going to be fine. I’ve just gotta get through this next year, have a lot of fun along the way, come out of it smiling and look forward to going off to Uni.

A nice bloke wouldn’t go amiss either. Pleaaaaaase. It’s not a fucking lot to ask!!

Gash. September 9, 2007

Also, gash has become my favourite word.

And everyone at work thinks I’m a white supremist. Well, not everyone… just Andy and Claire basically. Apparently I got a boner over the ’shower scene’ in Schindler’s List.

Gross.

Bacon8 :) September 9, 2007

Hello there! Well, this is my first blog for literally ages… and to be honest, since the last one not very much has happened. I’ve got drunk more ferociously and far more often than I’d like to recall, I’ve spent way too much money, worked a bit, hung out with my friends a lot and generally had a quite relaxing summer… but now that is over and college begins again tomorrow. And not wanting to go back is just a bit of an understatement. Actually, I do want to go back. I really really do but certain people are making it so I just don’t want to go within 10 feet of the place… anyone tries to treat me like shit this year and they’re gonna have it… seriously I’m done with it. And that’s about all the detail I’m going to go into.

So, interesting updates about me? I’m still as single as ever and am starting to think I might lead this kind of lonely existence for the rest of my life… and I’m still yet to work out what is quite so wrong with me that I’m totally odious to the opposite sex! Haha… well, honestly I know I’m not… I’m just a bit too fragile to cope with anything that could even be described as complicated at the moment and that’s all relationships seem to be… huge complications in the grand scheme of things. So, basically I’m fucked.

I’m still pretty angry aswell… just, generally with life. It kinda sucks to hate the general public as vehemently as I do. Well, I don’t hate people actually.. it’s more that I just don’t understand people very much. This sounds well stupid but It’s something that I really can’t articulate properly in a way that anyone would understand it… I don’t understand it myself.

So, we’ve got a negative followed by a negative. Hmm, positives? I love work at the moment despite the fact that all of my close friends there are going off to Uni. It’s soon just gonna be a few of us left in the fight against the newbies who are sure to come along!! I’m also loving the fact that I’ve got tickets to see Foo Fighters with my wonderful friend Rosie Wilkinson who does indeed kick ass and make my work life far more enjoyable. Anddddd we go to the pub and love to ‘get really really drunk’ This involves us drinking 2 pints each, feeling drunk and tired and going home to bed at about 11.30… because we’re so hardcore!

I went to Alton Towers aswell which was a kick ass day and basically realised, as I always do on such occasions, that I’ve got the best mates in the whole world. Claud, Steph, Chelsea, Sally, Emily, Jamie, Scott, Tisha and everyone else… you really do make life so much easier for me and waheeey, cliche time; I don’t know what I’d do without you.

I went to Leeds too. It was goooooooood.

I’ve got to go to work now. Byeeeeeeeeeee blog.

A rant about floods and that silly wizard. July 21, 2007

There is no way for me to get into town by foot. Both of my parents aren’t feeling very well and are refusing to drive all around the bypass to get me into town (fair enough!) This means I can’t get to work this evening.

Tonight I am meant to be working 6-close, close probably meaning about midnight-ish. The floods are likely to go up even higher before they start to go down meaning the bypass might get closed again- if this happens I’ll be stranded in town tonight.

Work still think it’s acceptable to hassle me to come in and when I say I can’t come in they think that I’m being silly. It’s not my bleedin’ fault I can’t get to work!!!!!!!!

I hate water. I FUCKING HATE IT!

STOP RAININGGGGGGGGG! It’s fucking JULY!!

Oh, and because I can’t get into town I couldn’t go and pick my Harry Potter up from Waterstones (which I tried to get last night but didn’t have time to wait in the queue). I’ve already paid £8.99 for a copy from Waterstones but had to go and buy a copy from Co-op for £9.99. So basically I’ve spent £18.98 on this sodding book which I’m off to read now.

It better be worth it.

Angry. July 9, 2007

Today for the most part has been a good day. I had a lovely long lie-in (until I was awoken by a hedgestrimmer… or trimmer? I’m not sure…) anyway, I woke up and played around on the PC for a bit, made some lunch, watched some Jerry Springer and decided to actually have a bath and get dressed. I then met up with Emily as we were both insanely bored and we went for a drink at Coffee Republic, went up to work and I got her a trial shift at Nando’s which she’s very excited about and then strolled back into St. Johns for a girly chat on the swings at Cripplegate Park. We then parted ways and went home for tea. I made a cool cd with my brother’s re-writer to play at work (Stone Roses, Basement Jaxx, Battles, David Bowie, Simple Minds, Sting, Smashing Pumpkins and more randomly mixed artists!) and played around a bit on Rollercoaster Tycoon.

Then I went upstairs and read some stuff on Woody Allen for my Film Studies project and  then sat in the dark like the emo I am (because I couldn’t be arsed to reach the lightswitch)… And yeah, I got really sad and started crying. And then I got angry because I was crying for no real reason and it made me cry some more. I don’t cry often and it always angers me because it’s so pathetic.
Fucking hormones.

Ooft. I’m like, stuck in a perpetual state of misery.

Wooohoooooo. Bedtime.

‘I believe in karma, what you give is what you get returned’ July 8, 2007

Well, I think I actually sort of do. And shouldn’t everyone? I mean, if you want to have a good life and for people to be nice to you then surely you’d be a hypocrite to treat them like shit? And if there are certain people who are complete dickheads to you then, dare I say it… ignore them! I know this might sound like a bit of a primary school assembly but I’m fed up of hearing people almost brag about how ‘bitchy’ they are- as if as long as you’re a girl and you’re pretty you can be as damn bitchy as you want. Bitching is horrible. I take the piss out of people, especially those I don’t know (i.e customers at work) because it makes the time pass but just being nasty about my friends is something I try really hard not to do.

I never used to believe in fate but this week I’ve said numerous times to myself ‘Well, I guess that happened for a reason’… and I really think that perhaps everything does happen for a reason. Life seems less shit this way.

But really… life’s shit.

Fraggles. July 5, 2007

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Feeling an urge… July 3, 2007

I’ve not blogged for 5 days and it’s starting to play on my mind so I figured, whilst I have the time I shall once again write a load of incoherant shite.

It’s been an odd few days. I’ve pretty much finished college bar for handing some books back in tomorrow and taking my Pan’s Labyrinth DVD to Paul…. and it feels reet strange. I really like college and even though I’m not sad enough to miss it over the summer it’s gonna be weird not seeing everyone every day… especially Aisha who I’ll never see again at WorTech which is quite a depressing thought. I’m also going to miss Sally as I feel withdrawal symptoms from her kindredness after not seeing her for approximately 10 minutes. But… I’ve got moneymaking and Leeds to look forward to so I shalt not complaineth.

I’ve worked so much recently that it’s quite depressing… from thurs-sun I worked about 25 hours or something stupid like that! But… I love my job and all the cool people that live there so once again, I shalt not complaineth.

Oh a completely different note.. I’ve just started my research into my Auteur Study for Film Studies and have decided on the topic of Woody Allen. That bloke is a fucking comedy genius and if anyone else attempts to tell me he’s a weirdo/paedophile/pervert I’m going to implode! Yes, he is now married to Mia Farrow’s (who he was in a long term relationship with) adoptive daughter but he was never ever a father figure to her… he wasn’t even the adoptive father, Andre Previn is Soon-Yi’s father so such claims that there is anything really untoward are totally ungrounded. Anyway.. whatever anyone else thinks of him I adore Woody’s films, especially Annie Hall.

I think this like from the film sums up a hell of a lot about life even if it is a bit glib.

‘I thought of that old joke, y’know, the, this… this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, “Doc, uh, my brother’s crazy; he thinks he’s a chicken.” And, uh, the doctor says, “Well, why don’t you turn him in?” The guy says, “I would, but I need the eggs.” Well, I guess that’s pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y’know, they’re totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and… but, uh, I guess we keep goin’ through it because, uh, most of us… need the eggs.’- Alvy Singer (Annie Hall)