Retail Therapy

Both my friend Cath and I have been feeling a bit down of late. So today we decided (well she decided and dragged me along) that we would have a spot of retail therapy.
Now when I was a wee lass I could never understand other girls obsessions with shoes, this feeling I can confirm is no longer felt by me.
I am now in possesion of the sexiest pair of shoesNow they may look pretty boring and horrible in that pic, but trust me. They are the SEX on, well, my legs.
Now buying things may be a terribly shallow way of suffocating inner suffering but heck I'm trying to be a bit healthier so we couldn't do it with icecream. And as Catherine so skillfully argued, as they were over half price from their original 85 pound and as I had essentially bought nothing else (a dress I had bought earlier was a brilliant use of vouchers) I deserved them :P.
That is what I will keep telling myself as I currently potter around the flat in my new shoes dress and tights....

Photographic update

Well I realised I hadn't posted in a while so I thought I would do a photographic update of the last month or two. All the most unflattering photos of myself possible. Yes, I do attend alot of fancy dress parties.

I Fear This Will Be A Theme Of Today

Gregg: How are you feeling?
Me: Ah, I take it that means I ran into you last night?
Gregg: *laughing* Yup
Me: Did I tell you I loved you?
Gregg: Yup
Me: Oh dear....

Botheration...

Woke up at nine am to a call from my Dad "we'll be there in about an hour and a half"....

What?! You were supposed to pick me up tommorow!

Just when I had decided to hang around so that I could say goodbye to Craig my parents decide that they will pick me up on Saturday, not to mention because I had decided to go on Sunday I hadn't done any thing that I needed to in preperation: Tidy my monstrosity of a room, Pack, Get out books for uni work etc.

I'm not even dressed yet, my room though significantly tidier is still in "bomb site" status, I'm still not packed and I'm utterly knackered because I got no sleep last night and all I've eaten for the last few days is a bacon sandwich and half a plate of chips.

Botheration...

I don't like being this person

But right now I hate you, because you are a whore.

Put. Your. Claws. Away.

Bloody Heck

I have yet again got myself into a many layered complicated situation.

Ignoring it isn't the way to deal with it, but by jove ill dam well do it anyway.

Pressing issue 1. being ignored

Pressing issue 2. won't become pressing untill Sunday?

Pressing issue 3. nothing will happen it will just remain a nagging guilty pleasure

My weekend???

Well I was supposed to be staying at the uni over the weekend; leaving on Sunday despite the fact that term officially ended on Friday, my classes ended on Thursday and everyone else is leaving today.
I was supposed to hang around to go to Winter Wonderland with Craig today and see him in the evening, again see him in the evening on Saturday night (for a streak to Frobel campus sesh? ha). But life (as it has a habit of doing) got in the way. Craig had work to do all day and has a birthday celebration to go to tonight, is busy all day Saturday and has a flat sleepover on Saturday night (I have been invited by him and his flatmate Christina, but I really don't want to intrude). Craig is trying to get me to stay around during the day on Sunday so that we can go to Winter Wonderland during the day but I don't think he appreciates that I live a little bit further out than he does and my parents will not be willing to come on sunday evening I doubt.
Also tbh I do have a life and have things that I want to do Sunday night, I already cancelled plans for tonight and tommorow night that I am now having to sit through Facebook status updates about.



So I currently feel like the last person alive on Campus.

I don't know if I should just arrange to go home tommorow during the day, but I would feel bad for just leaving without saying Goodbye to Craig. I tried to say goodbye properly earlier but he was convinsed that we would see each other before the 11th of January. I didn't want to point out that there is very little chance we will see each other before the 28th of December, if we do see each other before term starts, which is over a week away (I dont think he has gone more than 8 hours without seeing somone from uni, I haven't even gone for more than two days).

Hmm, what to do?