December 2011
Alice, her mum, her dad and her little brother came to my door last night and screamed “LIONEL!!!” for ages then sang We Wish You A Merry Christmas and left
Anonymous asked: where is the roof party?
Roof party, first NYE being legally allowed to drink, pre-drinks at Olivia’s, red dress, very little money, box of wine, probably (definitely) loads of vomit, fuck off spot, I don’t feel sad today, 2012 is going to involve a massive amount of change and I am not ready to be an “aDuLt” so I intend to spend the remaining hours of 2011 being a complete fucking idiot. Which is...
I check my emails and if there isn’t one from Ucas, I still check Track anyway because there MUST have been some sort of mistake because Nottingham should definitely have got back to me by now with an unconditional offer and a personal message telling me how great I am. They can’t taunt me with their Quidditch and Harry Potter Society and then not offer me a place. Bastards.
Anonymous asked: I promise they shall, your beautiful northern tones will draw them in. Do it plz.
Anonymous asked: why on earth don't you make youtube videos? they would be so funny and there just isn't enough northern accents on there.
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Bloody hate it when people try and make a “witty” comment about something that is so strikingly obvious (this happens on Facebook statuses a lot). “I hate stuck up pricks who think they’re better than you!!”, if you’re referring to somebody as a “prick”, I think you can probably leave out the clarification that you’re not so fond of them....
weavey:
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Only just watching last night’s Big Fat Quiz of the Year and I would just like to broadcast for the umpteenth time how obscenely unfunny Miranda Hart is. Jamie Oliver is a CHEF and even he’s funnier than her (it’s a shame that his tongue is eight times too big for his gob or I’d probably quite like him). David Mitchell deserves so much better than these people, bring back...
Still yet to work out why people who blog photos of Starbucks mugs and skinny legs are so paranoid about people they know in real life finding their blog
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What will you do when something stops you? What will you say to the world? What will you be when it all comes crashing down on you, little girl? What would you do if you lost your beauty? How would you deal with the light? How would you feel if nobody chased you? What if it happened tonight? How would you cope it the world decided to make you suffer for all that you were? How could you dance if...
The four days in between Boxing Day and New Year’s Eve are surely the...
– Starter for Ten by David Nicholls
I am going to revise and get a job and sort my life out and stop being sad and saying that I wish I was dead and make acceptable new year’s resolutions rather than ones I know I will not keep so I have something to work towards and I am going to stop avoiding my friends because I’m lazy, in fact I am going to stop being lazy, and I’m also going to stop being nasty to people aloud...
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Christmas used to be my favourite thing ever and I used to be excited through all of November about the prospect of putting up the Christmas tree and decorations but I have become disenchanted with it and this is possibly due to growing up, or possibly due to me being much sadder now, or possibly due to the fact that the past two Christmases have been the worst of my life. Last year, I sat alone...
jrdnmhr asked: am not fuken sad u dote fuken no mi u fuken slag itz xmas a cart w8 eeeee!!!
jrdnmhr asked: are you implying you're no longer scared of me? because you fuckin should be
We’re going to open our presents now like we do every year so we can have a lie in tomorrow and I think I’m broken because Christmas is usually my favourite but I’m not excited for anything other than adding more money to my Magaluf fund and I’ve just watched The Inbetweeners Movie and it’s lots better the second time round, bye
Don’t know who decided that ET was a festive film but watching an alien that resembles a scrotum waddle about and croak isn’t really my idea of Christmas cheer
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I had one of the funniest nights I’ve had in ages last night; I went to Lottie’s party and they had the poshest buffet ever (lasagne is a bit of a step up from the usual ham and cucumber sandwiches cut into triangles), then Jarrod, Olivia, Joe and I went to Maggie’s and I saw the barman I’m in love with and paid £3.50 (THREE POUNDS FIFTY) for a cider and black. Joe then...
Driving round with my mum listening to That’s Entertainment while she smokes incessantly, delivers Christmas cards and says things like “Fucking hate Christmas” and “I was hoping these bastards wouldn’t be in” is my new favourite festive hobby
Is it acceptable to fancy someone just because they like Frank Turner?
Stalking’s a very loaded term… I prefer to think of it as extreme liking.
– Mark Corrigan - Peep Show (via maximusness)
YOU'D LIKE ME BETTER IF I LIKED YOU LESS
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It’s all just completely irrelevant, though, isn’t it?
Spending my night being a bastard to Rosie from Made in Chelsea via Twitter