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I have been really bad at revising lately. As in, really bad. Today, however, I shall 'buck my ideas right up' oh yes.

Ok, so I haven't actually started yet today, but I will, once I've decided what food I need to buy.

One thing I shan't be buying is another T-shirt; it's winter and I'm not wasting my monies. But oh, this one is awesome.

Other people I'd like to see on a T-shirt:
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Samuel Pepys
Archduke Franz Ferdinand
Rasputin - as a pirate! Arr!
...actually, the list could go on and on, so I'll stop here.

Somedays I have the sense of humour of a 12 year old. Today is one of those days.

No, the amalgam of the minor celebrity dancing contest-TV programmes: 'Strictly Come Dancing' and 'Dancing on Ice', is not funny.
It is especially not funny if you replace the dancing with bumming dogs. Bumming dogs is cruel and wrong, it is not funny...not even if it is on ice...or even if they have a house band singing James Blunt's 'You're Beautifuuuuul!'

But seriously, the idea of:
Strictly Come Dog Bumming - On Ice
Keeps making me laugh like a loser XXDDD

'You're Beautiful!'

Filth, just filth.

For some reason, I imagine David Seaman doing quite well, maybe it's the moustache.

Shut up.

I handed in two of my essays today. I allowed myself a day off from studying today, so I can have a good rest before I start with the revision tomorrow. This means that I had loads of time for drawing!

I drew a new page of Clematis.

Psst. It's a secret, but I've been waiting to draw this page for ages. I had a lot of fun drawing it too. Woo! Sometimes its hard to remember, but this is the reason why I like to draw. It really makes me happy :B

I was playing with my camera again today :D
I was going to post loads of photos, but I'm holding back so it won't be too boring.

I went food shopping today. I always find food from other countries fascinating to look at, the food, the packaging, everything. You may find this interesting if you don't live in the UK.

I also find it fascinating to look at other peoples lived in spaces, especially desks.

My desk is perhaps slightly more messy than normal due to coursework stress.

I'm going to Rome!!!
It's atrocious, I haven't been on holiday yet this year! And we're over a week in too!

So to remedy this awful situation I booked some flights. Theresa and I are going to go visit Deborah, who's currently living in Rome, during the Easter weekend.
It's going to be good. I can't wait to try some proper Italian ice-cream ^__^

It's quite funny really because I dreamt that I went to visit Deborah, only this time she was living in London. Anyway, she had this little monkey that had been trained to copy out letters and things; it could write with a pen and everything. It was amazing! A super monkey indeed. But I couldn't work out why Deborah had bothered with this monkey when she could just use a photocopier instead.

Today I have done nothing much bar listening to:
Ping Island / Lightening Strike Rescue Op - from the Life Aquatic soundtrack

I really want to see the film again, I don't think I got everything out of it when I watched it the first time. I also really want to have a composer to follow me around all day with a keyboard so he can play my theme tune when I do something exciting, like making a sandwich.

Oh and I finished my essay, albeit badly. Two down, one more to go! Friday is the due date! Anything could happen! *plays keyboard*

I'm really disliking writing my proteomics essay. Firstly, I don't know what to say to answer the question. Secondly, proteomics has never interested my in the slightest. Rargh! I have to finish it by the end of today too! I hate setting deadlines for myself, why do I do it?

Not much has been happening recently. My schedule is this:
10am - Wake up
11am - Jaff on the internet
12noon - Lunch
1pm - Jaff on the internet
5pm - Write some essay
6pm - Dinner
9pm - Write some essay
10:30pm - Watch TV
1pm - Bed

I do so little work! I'm clearly not doing any now! It's infuriating!
I seriously don't know what to do with myself sometimes *hits head against wall*

What makes life good at the moment:
- I had roasted parsnips with my dinner
- Watched My Name is Earl yesterday. It's funny, especially the cat-shaving part.
- ...I'm sure there was something else to add to this list...

Hey Mariya, I got your letter today! I may have to leave off the reply until after my exams though...

There's a new page of Clematis up.

I've done no work yet today! *silent scream*

Well, I'm back in Bath now. There's nothing between me and the looming threat of exams. But that's by the by, it's nice to be back, almost everyone's here now (including James who doesn't even live here yet!)

Yesterday Steve encouraged me to change my wallpaper (I'd had my old one for ages). I used one of my newish photos that I took. I was quite pleased with the result so I'm sharing it, feel free to take it if you want.

I borrowed plenty of musics from Steve yesterday, they include:
Some songs by the Arctic Monkeys because they are awesome.
Mint Royale because I've really fancied listening to them recently.
And Jose Gonzalez, which is really really pretty.

Well. That was the most exciting New Year's I've ever experienced. Yes, even more exciting than London last year.

I was at Natalie's house with a few other people from school. It was fairly quiet, I hadn't seen any of them for at least two years so we had plenty of catching up to do. Natalie's older sister and her boyfriend had gone out earlier to some bar in town. At 11:30 or so they came back. They think Natalie's sister's drink was spiked. She was completely out of it, and very scared and hysterical. Natalie's parents had to come back and an ambulance was called. The paramedics said that it was just alcohol, but the others weren't so sure, apparently she was very out of character. Anyway, we were all feeling a bit awkward so we left early (we stayed until midnight though, just after the paramedics left, it was a very brief celebration).
It's worrying how common it is for people to have their drinks spiked nowadays, it's really scary when you think about it. I really hope that no-one else I know will ever be a victim of it.

Hearing Natalie's sister, it reminded me of my coffee incident in the summer. As my incident was caffeine overdose rather than alcohol/spiking it probably felt quite different. But I could definately relate to how scared Natalie's sister seemed. I hope she's ok, she should be, it'll just take a bit of sleeping it off I think. And it's so lucky that her boyfriend was watching out for her, otherwise who knows what would have happened?

In much more boring news; I bought a new top today, it's a kind of victorian-style lacey blouse (I haven't bought any clothes for going out in ages) :D
I also got some hairclips because my fringe is starting to get annoying long and I won't want it getting in my eyes during the exams. New hair accessories = exam success!

I've been feeling in a very crafty making stuff mood today. This is clearly a result of me having to do coursework and having no time to refine my boredom.

I found some long plastic tube things that Linda got me for my birthday. You can tie them in elaborate knots to make stuff. So I made a necklace (because one new necklace in two days is not enough).

I couldn't do any of the fancy knots on the packet so I just plaited it instead.

God I'm so bored. And I'm so bad at writing this essay (I'm giving myself until Monday to finish it).
I'm really excited about tomorrow because I get to leave the house. I've given myself leeway to visit one shop, or maybe three :D

My ebay cameo necklace came through the post today!!

It took just over a week, from Israel, and over the christmas period too. Very impressive.
I don't know when I'm going to wear it, but it's pretty so I don't care.

So, I'm writing my essay about embryonic stem cell research. And this has never happened to me before. I'm writing my essay, but then I have to delete a whole paragraph because the basis of what I'm trying to say comes from the research of an internationally disgraced Korean scientist! What is this world coming to eh?

I've noticed that I seem to be writing in here on pretty much a daily basis while I'm at home. Whether this is a good or a bad thing I don't know.

If I were a Dead Russian Composer, I would be Sergei Rakhmaninov. I lived in the early Twentieth Century and was well known for my compositional, conducting, and piano skills, yet I am melancholy despite this talent. My famous works include my nearly-impossible piano concerti. Who would you be? Dead Russian Composer Personality Test

You knows it!

Can you tell that I'm supposed to be doing work?

I met up with Gemma and Kate today, two of my friends from secondary school. Good God, I haven't seen them for four years! They're both still at university, which is good, I don't feel like I'm suffering alone. Kate is going to be a civil engineer and Gemma is going to go into the army (and she's going out with a friend of James Blunt!). We had a bit of a chat over some noodles, it was nice.

Ohohohoho!
My new pens are so much fun! :3

Hmm...It's time for another challenge, yes.
I shall call it the writing 3 essays in two weeks challenge.
Ah, it will be brilliant.
Now...go! *runs to pubmed*

I hope everyone had a merry Christmas!

We went to see some relatives on my Dad's side of the family. Whenever I visit them it always comes as a bit of a shock just how loud they are. There's a new baby in the family, she's a month old or so now. She's cute, she is. But why is it, that whenever there is a new baby, everyone has to hold it?
'Oh,' they say, 'you haven't held the baby yet have you?' Well, no. Then you have to hold it. I just can't get my head around it? What are you supposed to say?
'Oh yes, this baby feels good, its got a good weight to it'?
'Ah, a good solid mass there' What? I really can't see the point? Am i supposed to want to hold it? Is the fact that I can see the baby not enough? I'm supposed to hold it just in case I wasn't convinced that it's real?
And I hate the way that I feel I'm being judged by my holiding of the baby. Look, I'm not good with babies, I haven't grown up with babies, and they can all tell by the way I hold the baby and I really feel inadequate and awful.
Says my cousin to me, 'but you're a girl? Aren't girls just supposed to know this stuff?'
NO!! THEY DON'T!! (or at least I don't) Now shut up and leave me be.

Man, sometimes I just feel so lacking in appropriate social skills that I wish I could go live under a rock for the rest of my life and never have to interact with anyone again.

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So christmas was nice ^_^
I got some cool presents including; CLAMP south side, oh yes! A years membership of the National Trust (so many places I want to visit now; Waddesdon Manor, the King's Head inn and Prior Park!). Some nice pens for inking, that I can't wait to try out. And some pretty glass flowers: