Just a thought

(this one's not really a post, just a random train of thoughs which i can read back and laugh at in a couple of months)

Didn't the summer go by quickly? I mean, that was one of the longest holidays of our lives until we retire (which will be 127 by the looks of it, or 19 if you're Kris) and it feels like it has flown by. I remember finishing my last exam like it was yesterday and yet half of the stuff I have done seems a bit of a blur, for example, most of July. I've been on holiday for two months solid and memories are a bit thin on the ground. What happened to the long glorious summer? I get depressed when it starts to head towards winter again. :( I'm such a loser.

And theres no way I'm ready for uni yet. Oh no! I mean there's so many incriminating objects lying around the house which i have to dispose of before I leave, so it seems like I am a saint. And what the hell do I take in the way of possesions???
Its not just being physically ready. In my head I am still a bairn. I get shy easily, my housekeeping leaves a lot to be desired, my regard for my own health can be negligable, my work ethic at times is abominable (how i passed my A levels I'll never know) and I get moody. In other words, this first term will be a very steep learning curve or i will fail spectacularly. Hmmmm eenie meany miney mo....

Titles? Who needs 'em anyway?

Hi everyone. Hope you are all well and enjoying the last few weeks of freedom. I know I am. Amazing how all of my mates are in touch now, and before results day I barely saw any of them all summer. Saw Charlie and the Chocolate factory with Kris, Chibi, OWA and Martin. Was a right hoot, Kris kept laughing out loud and the oompa loompas were great and a bit freaky. One to watch when on drugs we reckon. :))))) Not that I'm a drug addict. I only do them when Boyd is around :o
Other than that I have been up to my eyeballs in work at Sainsbury's . Well, not compared to a real job, but 35 hours in a week is rather a lot when I'm supposedly on holiday. Still I suppose the rewards will be worth it. Still, work really is getting shitter by the day. The other day was on freezers. I hate it, that freezer cabinet gives me the creeps and they didnt provide gloves so I was practically frostbitten by the end of the shift. Today me and Keith (a colleague) sat and decided we couldn't think of a shittier job in Cramlington than the one we were doing. Except working in ASDA! Will be handing in my resignation very soon of course to go to Manchester.
Got my details for the Manchester accommodation. I will be staying in a hall of residence called Owens park about a mile from the campus. Apparently its one of the best, with one of the best student bars and a bop with cheesy music and naff dancing, which is right up my street. Gopt more than I bargained for with the rooms as well. Mine is an ensuite even though i didn't ask for one. Costs more and personally I'd rather have gone smelly for the year. Or at least used the communal showers and saved money :D I'm dead excited now for how different its all going to be. My course starts on the 19th so I'll be arriving on the 17th. I hope my neighbors are nice and we get on. I'd hate it if they are arseholes, or worse, if they think I am an arsehole. I am quite extrovert around my mates but when there are people I don't know so well I get stuck for things to say and i get shy, which is bad if I want to make new mates. All nervous now. Bugger.
Sat down with my Mum and figured out the costs of everything concerned with uni. Won't bore you with all the details but we reckon next year will cost about £8,500, including accomodation, fees and living costs. Scary really and the loan doesnt nearly cover it. Lucky we have savings which make up a fair bit. I can understand now why so many stay at home, it would save sooo much money. Next year I will be squatting in a slug infested drugs den living on no frills beans and lager. Might make it a bit cheaper. I have suddenly become obsessed with money. was looking forward to the next paycheck because of all the hours I have put in, but compared to the costs of the next year, it is chicken feed.
Enough to give me grey hairs. Quick, get me Just for Men. Puts the pressure on passing and getting a job, of which I still have no idea what I will do after uni. Aghhhhh.
Still, I'm here at the moment and so will try and make the most of what's left of summer. My birthday in a fortnight and I might have a party, though I haven't decided yet. The parents and bros are away to kent next week, so I could invite some folks round then as well. If anyone fancies popping round for a cuppa, give me a bell. :) I'll let you all know if there are any developments. I would like to say goodbyes to everyone before leaving.
Anyways, I have work tomorrow morning so sleep is needed. Night. x

RESULT!

Hello there! I won't beat around the bush, I passed my A levels and have got into Manchester Uni. I got B for Geography (I even scraped a C in module 4, which I was certain I had failed), C for history although I wasn't far off a B and most surprisingly, my Biology was a B, going up from C last year. Just. Also got a B in general studies :). Which means I have fufilled the BBC requirement for Manchester and so I'm off in september to do Geography and geology.
Today has been a strange sort of day. I woke at 8 to get ready to walk up with Chibi. I was feeling very nervous. I opened a piece of mail from UCAS and it seemed to be a piece confirming my offer. I refused to believe it at first when I read it and showed it to Chibi when she turned up. She read it and burst out laughing. After that the nerves virtually disappeared and instead I was able to chill out as I walked up with Chibi, Kris and hadlow, none of whom had recieved any sort of confirmation. When we reached school everyone else seemed to be in a panic. After picking up the results I went outside and people were exchanging results. Most were jubilant and there were plenty of handshakes although there were a few tears. Most of my friends did well with their results too. Not sure about OWA's results as he is not in the country so his letter remians unopened. Chibi seems a doubt for manchester, which is a blow. I hope she gets onto a good course.
Wanted to go out and celebrate with my mates in pubs, but everyone is busy with other stuff. God that sucks! Maybe I'll buy a bottle of whiskey in a brown bag and sit in the park and drink it by myself. I'm not staying sober today!
I felt relief at having got onto the course, but then the jubilation wore off and I was stood outside the LRC just thinking about what this all means. I was stunned and the rest now seems a bit of a blur. I know its inevitable but now I know that I will 'fly the nest' and leave my family and friends. Also Stacey. She isn't coming with me to Manchester and we agreed that trying a long distance arrangement wouldn't work, so we will split when I leave for uni. She was happy to hear I did well but saying goodbye will be tough. We have been dating a long time and it will be sad to end it all, even if we both know it has been coming for a long time.
Saying goodbye to my mates as well, many of whom I have known for a long long time. Kris and I were in reception class together and OWA has been a mate since year 5. I'm sure we will still be in touch. If nowt else I will continue to update this and hope OWA keeps reading! And everyone else for that matter! Most others in my group are staying at home, so they will still be together most of the time.
I continued feeling all brooding and downcast untill I opened mum and dad's congratualtions card which they had hidden and told me about when I rang them. It was possibly the best card ever! A musical with a clip of Cliff Richard singing. What a hoot. Never thought I would dance to sir cliff, but I guess i was wrong. I cheered up after that.
Ok time to end this. I will write about the rest of my week tomorrow or tonight if there's nothing else happening. Hope to see you all soon.

London

I returned from my non too adventurous adventures on thursady, but have not posted since then because I've been busy taking care of the house (it doesn't look after itself you know!) and entertaining stacey, who has stayed for most of the weekend.

Overall I'd say that the trip went pretty well. Everyone was pleased to see me and I was introduced to two new additions to the family, courtesy of a couple of my cousins. That makes 5 kiddies now and on Tue I was their entertainer, which involved being put in prison and tied up. Great. Don't ya just love kids eh? It was cracking fun. Everyone was taking the piss out of each other, mostly out of uncle Ray and Des because they are retired and Des kept playing Saga radio (I didn't even know it existed!).

Spent most of Monday wandering around London by myself. Found it pretty thrilling to be able to explore the city all by myself. Didn't feel threatened at all. I can't understand the many people who looked surprised when I said I was going because of the terrorist threat. The threat has always been there, if you change plans it means the terrorists have won. Fucking scumbags.

Anyways... used the tube several times (well, you have to) and it was a bit grotty and like a rabbit warren but hey, better than walking. Visited the britsh museum and didn't get to see half of it, there was so much. Ate lunch outside of Buckingham palace which felt classy. It was such a gorgeous day as well. How come London gets ALL the cool stuff? No wonder there's a north/south divide, compared to London, everywhere else has bugger all. If I earn enough money in my job, I'd like to live there, I have decided.

On Wednesday my two uncles took me to the Duxford war museum. Thought it would be rubbish but was very impressed by several displays, mostly in the american hanger. I mean, have you seen the size of a B-52 up close? Flippin huuuuge! Ray seemed to be getting very excited by it all and was giving little anecdotes whenever he could. Bless him.

Journey back was pretty quick. Popped into the British library before catching the train, as it is right next to King's Cross. Saw the Lindisfarne gosples, but why aren't they up here? :O

Got loads of ironing to do and still have to contact my uncle Andy before I head off to his place in Warwickshire tomorrow. pleeeeeeeaaaaaase pick up the phone!!!! Shutting up the house should be easier this time because there's no cat to get rid of (last time she really put up a fight to get into her box and I felt particularly mean) and half the stuff is already packed. I miss my family sometimes but most of the time I'm too busy and I know they're having a good time because we've called each other. Apparently Tom and Alex scored with a couple of Spanish girls! Eeeeeee they grow up so fast! Lol

What worries me more is the date of the results creeping up on me. I'm absolutely dreading the prosect of opening up my letter and finding a set of duff results. I mean, what the hell do I do then??? I'd be fucked! And that's not to mention the retribution from my parents when they return on the friday. The date has been at the back of my mind all summer but now it's getting close, I'm starting to brick it. I'm also looking forward to it as a weight off my mind, whether for better or for worse, and possibly actually getting onto my course. That's exciting. I'm just so unsure of how I've done, I'll give myself cardiac arrest come thursday.

Anyways, hope to see you all soon, and again, I shall report back, probably on wednesday evening. Time for some sleep now, because as they say, tiredness kills, take a break!

Dawn Breaks...

Helloooo everyone, it's 5.26 in the morning and I am posting! The reason I am up at this ungodly hour is because I have just driven the rest of my family to Newcastle Airport to see them off for their hols. I'm not going back to bed because I have work starting at 7 so it's really not worth it. At least i have my holiday to look forward to.

It was actually quite strange to watch the family walk away, heading off to leave the country. I guess it hadn't really sunk in until I'd said my goodbyes that I would be alone for the next fortnight. I felt a small stab of fear and a bit of sadness at seeing them walk away, even though they will be alright and so will I. I guess I need my family more than I think ( which doesn't bode well for uni!) Sort of half wish i was with them. They fly at 6.15.

Why was I not with them? Well I guess it'll be better for me to stride out for myself. Very much looking forward to the London trip. Also the fact that providing a holiday for 4 is much easier and the last holiday, in Kefalonia although enjoyable got boring towards the end. So this year I'm on my billy tod.

Mmmmm museli. :-)

So no more updates for a week or so. There's a lot of stuff to do between now and sunday lunchtime (when the train for King's Cross leaves). There is a house to tidy, 2 pets to take care of, cash to withdraw, people to call and a load of other stuff such as two 9 hours shifts at Sainsbury's (work sucks the big one at the moment) Also taking Stacey out stargazing tonight somewhere in northumberland (haven't decided where[might need a large coffee for the drive])

Summer Fun

Hi everyone, I'm back. Many apologies for not posting for over a month, it's not like there's been a whole lot of stuff going on, just that I couldn't be bothered. It felt sooo strange to do nowt after finishing the exams and in the relaxing, I became lazy and did bugger all. I could definitely get used to this lifestyle, which is quite worrying. Anyhoo...

Firstly john temple's party on the saturday after my last post (back in the age of dinosaurs) I arrived late and tired as usual because of work (what's with having parties on a saturday anyway? They could be any day of the week!) and the party was Ok. Not wonderful. A bit dull really. Didn't dance much because Stacey was there and she was pointing and laughing which made me feel like a berk . Ok so she's stating the obvious but normally I don't mind if others are saying it. Was nice to see the friends and they seemed to be having fun. Left early.

The next morning was up early with the family for a walk in the Cheviots. Alex is uniquely irritating and when he and his twin Tom sit together in the car they inevitably end up play fighting which is annoying. It was such a lovely day and we explored a new path and walked right up to the scottish border. Tom peed from england into scotland. Also tom and I took a dip in a waterfall plunge pool, which was freezing! We went back the next weekend and did another walk, which was also enjoyable.

During the week, the parents and brothers were away at work and school so all was quite. Did a whole lot of nothing. Apart from some cleaning. Hehe. Saw a lot of stacey on a couple of dates but nothing of anyone else. The exception was the Wednesday when I visited Susanne's for an evening BBQ, despite the fact that there was a light drizzle. An excellent evening with plenty of cheap sausages and burgers, and a fair few bevvies. Was nice to have a laugh with everyone. Spent most of the evening watching TV and talking music with Jeff. Tomo was there too.

Can't remember much else happening that week. Or the next week apart from a lovely walk along the seafront with stacey on a sunny evening. Stacey told me photographers call it 'magic hour' because of how the light shows everything, with a slight shadow. It was beautiful and the tide was low, so we walked for ages on the sand and watched the sun set. :) It was lovely sitting on a bench in the warm air with my arms around Stacey as the light faded. It was beautiful.

Oh yeah, went with the OWA to Silverlink and saw Star Wars. Thank heavens for you OWA, someone else who doesn't see films as soon as they come out. Also watched naruto with robin wich was better than I was expecting, because I don't normally like anime.

Went on a day trip to York with Stacey on yet another roasting day. Sound's an unusual thing to do but we had a good day out doing the touristy things. Stacey was impressed by the Minster. Went on a boat trip down the river and near the end of a trip, a bloke proposed to his girlfriend. We both went awwwww. Then Stacey made jokes about us being next. NO! I'm too young! She WAS kidding. I just think that at our age, getting engaged isn't serious. I know loads of people who have got engaged but most have broken it off quickly and I've certainly never attended any weddings! For example, a young lady I know recently got engaged to her boyfriend after dating him for 6 months. This is all very well, but when asked when the wedding was, she said "oh 2010 or 2011". What's the point????? I'm not against marriage, but it has to be taken seriously!

Where was I? Oh yes the family finished at school and work just over a week ago. I wasn't bored anymore, but I also like my solitude as well. Oh well I've been at work most of the time. Nice easy money at the moment :)

Headed down to Howden for the day one Sunday to visit my Grandma's twin sister (twins run in the family) Auntie Moo (Muriel if you're wondering) who was celebrating her 80th birthday. Was lovely to see her for the first time in 3 years and she is as fit as ever. My grandma has been dead nearly 11 years now and the meal did feel a bit sad, as it would have been Grandma's 80th as well. Moo has an evil sense of humour and seemed very pleased to see everyone. I do miss my Gran a lot and loved her dearly, and it was nice to see Moo because even though they were very different in some ways, Moo does remind me of Grandma.

And finally to Croweman's party on saturday (grrr) which was a much better affair than Temple's. Stayed sober and instead got high on erm, high spirits. Did a duet dance with Steven Hadlow who has some hilarious moves. Also did a 'romantic' dance with Temple's Mum during 'You're Beautiful' much to everyone else's amusement.

Spent most of today in the garden digging up the lavender hedge, Thank goodness the foul weather cleared up. Mum is already starting to pack for Friday, when the rest of my family go to Menorca for a fortnight. I have my own plans for that fortnight. I'm spending one week in London and another with my uncle in Warwickshire, where I can explore the area with the car :) I'm quite excited about striding out by myself. Bought my train tickets for London the other day. I hope I don't get blown up when I'm down there. Of course I'm not really scared of terrorist attacks and I will be using the underground. Was very unnerving to see such attacks happening in this country though. Brought back memories of seeing the 9/11 clips on the day it happened, which was shocking enough.

Anyways, enough waffling. I shall try not to leave this for so long again, but I'm not promising anything! Byeeeee!