Speak to me Frank Turner!

"Well a teacher of mine once told me
That life was just a list of disappoints and defeats
And you could only do your best,
And I said "That's a fucking cop-out, you're just washed up and your tired, and when I get to your age I won't be such a coward"
But these day I sit at home, known to shout at my TV
And Punk Rock didn't live up to what I hoped that it could be
And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young
Are just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs
And I packed all my panflets with my bibles at the back of the shelf

Well it was bad enough the feeling, and the first time it hit
When you realised your parents had let the world all go to shit
And that the values and ideals for which many had fought and died
Had been killed off in the committees and left to die by the wayside
But it was worse when we turned to the kids on the left
And got let down again by some poor excuse for protest
Yeah by idiot fucking hippies in 50 different factions
Who are locked inside some kind of 60's battle re-enactment
And I hung-up my banner in disgust and I head for the door

Oh but once we were young, and we were crass enough to care
But I guess you live and learn, we won't make that mistake again, no
Oh but surely just for one day, we could fight and we could win
And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible

Well we've been a good few hours drinking
So I'm going to say what everyone's thinking
If we're stuck on this ship and it's sinking
Then we might as well have a parade
Cos if it's still going to hurt in the morning
And a better plan's set to get forming
Then where's the harm spending an evening
In manning the old barricades, so come on old friends to the streets
Let's be 1905 but not 1917, let's be heroes, let's be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers
Who never have to test drive the least of their dreams
Let's divide up the world into the damned and safe
And then ride to the valleys like the old life brigade
And straighten our backs and we won't be afraid
And they'll celebrate our deaths with a national parade

So come on let's be young, let's be crass enough to care
Let's refuse to live and learn, let's make all our mistakes again yes
And then darling, just for one day, we can fight and we can win
And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible
Leave the mourning the to the morning
Yeah pain can be killed
With aspirin tablets and vitamin pills
But memories of hope, and glorious defeat
Are a little bit harder to beat"

Nothing doing

Its all boring here folks, looking at 4 weeks in uni with an essay to hand in in 7 weeks.

Then out on placement again for 5, know where I am going well in advance this time which is nice.

Nothing really to report. I bought an epilator and painted my fingernails red. Thats honestly as exciting as its been.

weight stuck at 11stone 11lbs. I think water retention/PMT and all that jazz is playing about a bit. Never mind will sort itself out in time.

I am an idiot

getting dressed this morning, thought this deoderants a bit shit

Turns out I'm spraying my oakies with Febreeze

Just had to share

Been back to this losing weight malarkey

As of this morning I am now....

11st 13lbs

Bearing in mind I started many moons ago at 15st 6, I feel this is an acheivement.

I now have a BMI of bang on 27.

I am rather pleased with myself.

Hi!

Remember me?

Well, my exam proper is on Wednesday 20th, so after that I am free. Well mostly, of which I will explain more later.

Hoping to get around to catching up with everyone soon.

Will update mroe later.

Much Love.

I am not having a good time

Personal shit, and I mean utter shit, a go go.

Just had a wee mini binge. I don't really care about anything anymore. In the space of 2 days my life has went to utter garbage.

1/2 packet of mint poppets
2 slices of cinnamon and raisin Soreen
1/2 slice of Greggs bread with Flora
1/2 packet jelly beans
1 piece of pork with teaspoon mustard
packet of crisps.
A fruit and nut mini toblerone
and a packet of salt and vinegar hula hoops.

Ah well. Tomorrow is another day I suppose. Draw a line under it and move on. All the platitudes I offer to everyone else I now offer to myself.

Families

My wee sis is a twat. To put it mildly.

Long story short.

Mum takes out £15 a month contract for wee sis, due to wee sis' poor credit.
Wee sis owed £89 for the first month.
Mum received £30, wee sis still owes £60.
Mum receives second bill.
Bill is for £400.
Mum upset.
Wee sis not answering phone.

Guess what I'm sorting out this week?

In other news away to placement - on a Sunday - sucks to be me.

Pole dancing...

...hurts.

Turns out I have little to no upper body strength and boy am I paying for it today. However, lady said I was very good, and I felt good. Got 2 of the moves 1st time, 1 of the moves 3rd time and one still needs a lot of work. You stand in front of the pole, place both arms above your head, pull yourself up the pole, bringing your knees to your chest and then spread your legs open in a V shape, all whilst raised up on the pole. Very hard.

I'm not as good as some people in the class, but also not as bad either. I am middle. And do you know what? Thats good enough for me at the moment.

Today, my thighs are killing me, my calf hurts from the spins, and my triceps are really sore and stiff. Almost died (slight exaggeration) whilst slicing malt loaf for husband.

In other news, appear to have made a nurses shitlist on placement. It doesn't matter what I do, somehow I'm getting it in the neck. Was on the totally opposite side of the room yesterday and whatever was going on was still somehow my fault. Don't give a flying fuck either and basically told her as much. Only got 2 weeks to go, and I don't need to pass this placement either. Fuck it. Lifes too short to sweat the small stuff.