Is it possible to have a platonic relationship when you're single?

Happy Halloween

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

(for last week)

It's a Means to an End

Life on the rock is surreal.

It's surreal because despite the fact a great deal of my friends

have gone,

I am having the best time with the few friends

...I have left.

I was wrong to think I would be bored, lonely

and left with nothing to do...

on the contrary!

I AM SO BUSY I NEVER HAVE TIME TO MYSELF

(explains why blogging this month has been at its minimum)

I'm not going to put this right in riddles...

I think the time has come for some

classy bullet points.

See, what happens is... I

1. meet Annie and Daisy everyday for lunch at the post office, 1.30 sharp.

2. have midweek sleepovers, eating shitty £1 pizzas from Iceland.

(Apparently they freeze their food for YEARS and because of inflation sell it off with a little proffit - bastards)

3. try to make it to the gym at least twice a week

4. get the (fucking) bus twice a day, 5 days a week

5. get ridiculously ruined on friday night

6. sober up with X factor and a 'gurls night in' on saturday night

7. still cook a killer sunday fry up

8. work 8.45am - 5pm, monday - friday

9. file

(today was epic as I got to pick staples out of paper and then scan the paper onto a computer)

10. don't actually hate my job,

but I certainly don't want to be a 'filing clerk' for the rest of my days.

It's a means to an end.

There are other things I need to catch up on

Birthdays, Halloween...

but for now

all you're getting is

'random drunk times'

Enjoy.

beautiful emma, beautiful dress

and beautiful nails

Looking for the party

...These guys showed us the way

Annie LAW left Liverpool for the weekend and came home

Lizard Channel

Not so sober after dinner with the work collegues.

(after dinner with the work collegues I may have snogged a 16 year old unknowingly - yes, I did just say snogged - I may have winked at a man I decided was called Paolo and I may have woken up in the morning wondering how the hell I got home...)

Great night.

Happy blogging!

p.s. I don't have a taste for minors, I promise!!

:/

Indisposable

Whilst my camera was having fun turning on and off

whenever it pleased

I turned to the trusty disposable camera,

£5 from Boots.

These are a few that came out of that adventure..

1. Madrid

2. The last day of summer

3. Taking the beast to town

4. My 19th

I've not blogged in a while...

there is a lot to say

which I would never want to write on here!

haha.

but until next time..

Happy Blogging!

..and yes, that is my bum.

attractive, I know.

No Men

I've been getting it all wrong

the words running through my head before peter and I broke up

'single'

'independent'

'freedom'

are like misguided rumours...

I've been told to look around at the boys available

Dress seductively

- I've even launched myself onto some poor soul when I was drunk one night.

I've been thinking about them

and not about me

What do I want?

How do I feel?

I want to know me... what makes me tick

I want to be able to depend on myself

and nobody else

when it comes to happiness

I'll wear what I like and I'll eat what I like

and I'll go to the gym

for me, not for anybody else.

ah..... I like this. No men.

A few things

It was my birthday on thursday

P and I have broken up

I had breakfast for dinner last night

I am obsessed with the 'Girl with the Dragon Tattoo' trilogy

My camera broke and revived itself again

I am worried that this is going to be a common miracle from now on

I am having a house party tonight

I am nervous.

I must get back to my book,

ciao

I get tired and stroppy and cry when I fall over

When I started up this blog, I saw 18 as old.

I thought I was heading directly towards adulthood,

yeah, sure, why not?

I definitely wasn't, i'm definitely still not.

When do you become an adult anyway?

How do you know?

It's my last week as an 'official 18 year old adolescent'

and yes, I work full time,

I live by myself...

I pay for my own food.

I make my own doctors and dentist appointments.

But I still call my mother, 'mummy'

I still have a cuddly toy

(his name is Target, he has a hairy chest, 3 legs and wears a frown)

I get tired and stroppy and cry when I fall over

and I'm hopelessly disorganised and forgetful.

I can't cook.

Maybe this is why I'm taking a gap year... I should probably grow up...

But maybe I should have as much fun as I possibly can

before that happens.

Happy Blogging

p.s. that's right, the rounded edges are back

Square

I feel

that since this is a blog I use to document my life's events,

I should tell you all about my work.

What it is that I do...

How I feel about it

etc etc.

If I hadn't been verbally and physically abused every time the word

FILING

came out of my mouth tonight,

maybe I would have.

But I don't want you to hate me too...

So instead I shall update you on a few of the fun things in life.

Site Seeing.. at home.

The day before P left, we went to ye old Gorey Castle and took a look around.

Was nice.

Then P left

and Jersey Live happened.

Pre drinking at 12pm

leads to bad things

and great things.

That classic annual photograph

A not so classic photo, love it

Trendy

Quick and the Dead

Groooooove Amarda

(fuck, they're amazing)

Was a good weekend.

It was also the catalyst to one of the most depressive weeks I've ever known

but life has fixed itself a little since then.

Now, I know you're wondering about the square photos.

Photobucket and I have had a falling out...

(you must have noted the lack of photos in the rest of my blog)

that means no more beautiful rounded edges.

No more charm.

I'll get over it soon

and my fun lovin' side should return.

But 'till then,

Chao,

Happy Blogging

We both needed the holiday, I think

Hola amigos!

In my depressive state, I forgot to mention something pretty significant.

Spain.

...You know I mentioned my sister going to Uni abroad?

Well I went with her.

Casual, I know.

We set off last week (mother, sister and I)

on a mission.

Jersey -flight- London -flight- Madrid -train- Casares

Mission indeed.

(more of a mission returning home with a crazy mother spending the rest of her money on lottery tickets and forgetting the time difference, making us think we were going to miss our flight home, when in reality we should have been twiddling our thumbs for an hour)

Ahem.

...You know I told you my camera was broken?

Well it has been resurrected,

(Yes, just like Jebus)

I just turned it on when I got home

Et Voila!!! HUZZAH!

We both needed the holiday, I think.

Other news includes

• Some friends began Uni and are loving their time!! (very jealous)
• I start work tomorrow
• Sister gave me an early birthday present - DianaF+ (shall explain soon, eeee)
• Can't upload photos because I have no NEW ones
• Oh, wait, that was a lie, here you go.

P and I at a party the night before he left...

Thank god for skype.

Right, having an early night.

Got work tomorrow after all.. Eurgghhh...

Buenas noches mi amor!

P.S. You may have noticed my blog, which mainly consists of my photographs,

has no photographs on it anymore.

Must sort that out.

GAH

- Under some serious reconstruction.

One Can Only Imagine

The boy left for uni saturday morning.

Tomorrow, sister leaves for uni abroad.

Friends are heading their separate ways over the next few weeks.

Weather's shit.

Full time job just around the corner.

And the worst of it is..

argh

it is literally painful to type..

my camera is broken.

I'm feeling deflated and so sad.

I think it's the anti-climax.

Jersey Live - that festival I mentioned a while ago?

well it was this weekend

and it was awesome

(despite somebody pouring vodka on my camera)

but it's over now

time for people to move on.

But I don't want summer to end and people to leave!

I know there's lots of new beginnings

(i'm sure I can scrape together some money to get the cam fixed

or buy a new one?)

but still...

nobody

likes

change

(I have a special bond with that inappropriately big camera)

Sigh,

it's going to be a long night.

In my desperate attempt to cheer up

I went rummaging through my Iphoto

and found these bad boys

from a party I went to last year.

And now i'm thinking to myself...

'Nothing i'm feeling now could match how these guys must have felt when they took that first glimpse of realisation

trying to figure out

where they are

and what the fuck they're doing on the floor

or why they might be holding several thousand beer bottles

or even why they are looking like a lady

or maybe even why there is a boot on the face.'

One can only imagine......

Or not?

I have been backwards and forward on whether to show this to you or not..

but here it is.

(Yes, that is brioche i'm clutching in my fist)

(and Yes, I did pass out at 10pm)

(and finally Yes, I did get up at 6am to take photos of the unconscious,

making it out as though I had been apart of the amazing night)

It's strange how much happier I feel.

hehehe

Happy Blogging

Festival Festivities

Yesssss, finally some festival festivities for me to indulge in.

Grassroots is only a small Jersey eco-friendly festival

that presents this cool,

'peace-out man' sort of vibe

with the reggae, acoustic, famous and non famous bands they get to play there.

The venue is small but the lineup was SO huge!

Jose Gonzales

Natty

Bedouin Soundclash

It was amazing!!!

Jersey really outdid themselves this year.

Being stuck on this isle all summer hasn't exactly been... exhilarating

but I have to admit, things like this are worth the 40 quid.

It was so much fun, far more chilled out than most festivals

so I just totted around bumping into people all day and night...

Freeman and Tiff decided to take a nap...

A classic side effect of drinking before 3pm.

The couple in the back were stoned off their faces

and the looks that my friends got were pretty hilarious

hahah stoners, gotta love em.

2 weeks - JERSEY LIVE 2010

Can't wait.

Happy Blogging people