Peculiar Behaviour

A three day weekend has fixed me. My memory is back to its usual running order (no longer forgetting things as major and as often) whilst work seems to be under control (I wrote two essays last night which aren't due till next monday) - that's some very peculiar behaviour.

This looong weekend was frikin awesome!! (and obviously just what I needed) I must must must document it with a few snaps.

This is me before heading off to my friend's 18th paarty

We whipped out the baby photos heheh

The girls waiting for the bus to town...

GREAT times were had (we had ciders for party bags!)

Rain came down so obviously one must remove their shoes?

I spose she saved her feet for some serious boogying.

and some random street beat boxing!

I danced my feet into some serious pain that night (evident by the blisters on my feet) but it was oooh so much fun! I loved waking up on that sunday morning knowing that I had another day to go before the week would officially begin. I had another party to go to on that sunday night, though this time it was more of a chilled out affair (lucky, considering the night before). The location was beautiful. We had to print out a map to find the place (absolutely pathetic seeing as Jersey is such a tiny island!) which was located in a Fort built by the Germans when they invaded and occupied Jersey back in WW2 (a nice little bit of context for you there). We had to stumble down some cliff paths to reach the party... take a glimpse.

Balloons signify only one thing...

The interesting walk down

It was a nice walk for the sober (me)

HURRAH! we made it!

Inside was lovely! blazing fire and fairy lights and food

The Mission...

hahaha, this was very amusing! The responses you get from drunken people when you give them a moustache are priceless. You can see I have pen everywhere (you make your own fun when everyone else is steaming)...my only faux pas was when I woke up with a big fat blue stain on my chin from when I had leant on my hand in the night.... sigh.

But what a weekend :)

Strain on the Brain

Midweek... and I am absolutely exhausted.

My three day photography exam is officially over, but my over due physically-impossible-want-to-kill-myself philosophy essay is in for Friday!!! BOO!!! Non stop and i'm suffering. This week has been utter madness thanks to my most unfortunate trait... a crap memory. During this week alone I have forgotten:

• My best friend's birthday
• & her birthday sunday lunch ;(
• My laptop charger
• My packed lunch
• My purse
• To pick up my cousin on the way to school :o
• Two darkroom prints which I never got to put into my exam book!! DARN

Most of these things relate to school in one way or another. It seems that as soon as school gets a little stressful, my poor brain can't take the strain and gives up on remembering. I'm not too worried about forgetting the odd thing, but when it makes people angry at me!!! (two major occasions on that list) it's horrible. I suppose I will just have to put up with my auntie's patronising morning list (phone? yes. money? yes. lunch? yes. brain? urrr YES)...for now.

or I could just pray like crazy to St Christopher!!! (a metaphysical man who helps you find things like mobile phones, car keys and shoes)

I'd thought I'd end this ranting with my final exam pieces which will be blown up biiig!

et voila.

I hope your week hasn't been as stress ridden as mine!