Friday, June 30, 2006

No WAY!

I'm sorry to have to be so blunt in saying this, but I rock, seriously. After writing this, I went into the same offices to find a box on the floor of Staff King's office. Inside it were loads of bits of metal and there was a little note on the top (which I read, obviously)...


Dear Staff,

Here are the 80 tent pegs you wanted.

From CFN Watkins.



What are the chances that that guys name was Watkins?? WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?!?!!

It's like the time I managed to guess Tom's amazing bowling score exactly. I'm starting to think I have magical powers. In fact no, I'm certain of it, I definitely do.


I haven't blogged for a while, and I'm sorry, but here are a few things I have to say to you...
- They are trying to make me wear this jacket thing at work. But I am REFUSING to. And nearly every day I get 'where's your jacket, where's your jacket, why aren't you wearing your super cool jacket, where's the blue jacket, WHERE'S THAT JAAACKEEET?!?!?!' from the soldiers in the store office. But, now I can laugh back at them because I know they envy my job, which is very sad for them, because I am a CLEANER (but only for 2 more weeks!).
- The plans for my holiday with mum to Austria is starting to unfold... it's going to be exciting!!! wooo
- I ate the BIGGEST CAKE EVER today, and I'm extremely pleased with myself. Mmmmm. I'm still full.

Oh yes, and one more thing....

COME ON MURRAY!!!!! He plays again tomorrow whoop whoop! And England, of course. The Germans have managed it, so we can as well!

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Trust the British Army....

Whilst I was at work yesterday I overheard this conversation....

*An officer walks in, and calls the name of the soldier that is in the room* (I can't remember what his name actually was, so lets just call him Watkins....*

Officer: Watkins!

Watkins: *Stands up* Yes Sir?

Officer: Can you do something for me?

Watkins: Yes, of course Sir.

Officer: Well, you don't really have to do anything, but will you just be part of the platoon for tomorrow morning?

Watkins: Platoon, Sir?

Officer: *Pause* You know... for the, errr... egg throwing contest. There'll be a briefing for the whole platoon in the morning. That was all.

Watkins: Yes Sir, of course, the egg throwing contest, how could I forget?! See you in the morning Sir.

They never cease to amaze me, really. It would have been much more exciting if he had got an order about something secret or driving a tank or something, but no.

In all their glory they've recently started a new thing of security checking everyone that starts to work for them, meaning I had to miss out on a week of getting paid because of their ridiculous and unecessary policies. Me, though, SERIOUSLY?! Why check me?? I have three reasons why it's utterly silly:

1. I can't even unscrew the lid off the top of a bottle, what other harm can I do, really? Steal a tank? Fire a gun? I think not.
2. I've worked for them before. What makes me more dangerous now than I was last summer? Hmm?!
3. I've probably lived in this place longer than they have. Doesn't that count for ANYTHING?

Army = SUCKEEEEEEEERRRRRRRSSSSS

Friday, June 16, 2006

Hurrah!

I'm going with my mum to Holland today with my mum to stay with my aunt and uncle for the weekend. My grandparents, who have been here for just over a week are coming too to stay with them for a week. We're going to Amsterdam tomorrow too yay! This will be the third time I've been to Amsterdam.

Trip 1 consisted of Anne Franks house and a canal boat cruise

Trip 2 was the 'Art galleries trip' and me and mum went to the Rijksmuseum and the Van Gogh

Trip 3 will consist of a lovely walk down one of the most popular canal routes, the Willet-Holthuysen museum and the Joods Historish Museum (the largest Jeish museum outside of Israel ooh). So, I'm sure I'll be able to give you a very extensive history lesson when I get back. We were planning to go on a cycle route in one ofthe national parks on Sunday and I threw a tantrum when she said we weren't going to do it because she thought we'd be too tired... but I suppose she's right... after all I'll be walking around all day Saturday and I do start the most horrible job EVER again on Monday morning....

Well... I must be off I can hear my mama calling....

Thursday, June 15, 2006

(In a Yorkshire accent) Ooh aren't we lovely? hehe



This photo was taken on my grandads 80th birthday and is me and my siblings Gemma (left), Sarah (middle), Steven (back) and moi (right).

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Is it wrong to want to go back to uni already???

I want my summer to be over so that I can do THIS. My friend Jon just said that he was planning on going with Lizzi and Zoe at Sheffield Uni and NO WAY am I missing out on this.

Here's exactly what we're hoping to go to.

It might be a while before we're as good as the couple in that video though...

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Mum: I don't think I'm going to survive the week. I can't cope with this. At least I can come to you for some sanity!

Me: Seriously, mum, if you're wanting some sanity, you're coming the wrong way! There isn't any in my direction!




And as I've always said........ I don't suffer from insanity...... I enjoy every minute of it.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Kids say the funniest things

I've started reading 'The Other Side of the Dale' by Gervase Phinn, which is a story about a school inspector inthe Yorkshire Dales, and found this bit funny so I thought I'd share a bit about a boy named John with you. Kids really do say the silliest things...

When he was little, Mrs Brown told me, he had been awakened by his father one night and taken into the byre to see the birth of a black Angus calf. The vet had suggested that it was about time the boy saw this miracle of nature. John had stood on a bale of hay in the cattle shed, staring in the half light as the great cow strained to deliver her calf. The small, wet, furry bundle soon arrived and the vet, wet with perspiration and with a triumphant look on his face, had gently wiped the calf's mouth and then held up the new-born creature for the little boy to see. John had stared wide-eyed.
'What do you think of that?' the vet had asked him. 'Isn't that a wonderful sight?'
John had thought for a moment before replying. 'How did it swallow the dog in the first place?' he asked.

So then I said... to myself

'Wow that cloud really does look like cotton wool. No, actually it looks better than cotton wool. That cloud looks edible! Mmmmm'

'Is that..... hang on a s...... hang ooon.... waaaaaiiiit a minute...... hang on a second! Is that....... is that BRAMALL LANE??? NO WAY! IT REALLY IS!!!! So that means that my house is..... THERE!!!! THIS IS THE COOLEST THING EVER! And there's Park Hill flats and there's my other house!!! AMAZING! And there's... oh no... now it's gone.' (I was flying over Sheffield, if you didn't figure that out)

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Hmmmmm

Ok, so when mum said about getting a flight on Wednesday, I was thinking that she meant next Wednesday... but she didn't.... she meant tomorrow...... AAARRRGGGHHHH!!

I have an insane amount of packing and sorting to do within the next 24 hours. And it's a really nice day so all I want to do is sit outside...

... and all that wonderful food is going to go to waste. You could feed a starving family for a week with the amount of stuff we have left in our kitchen, seriously. What a shame.

But... on the up side.... I can play the guitar when I get home!! Wooooooo!! I haven't been able to for the last 2 months, because even though mine is fixed now, I can't get the strings on or tune it... so it's a pretty pointless guitar really. Oh well! Mums at home is better anyway!

Friday, June 02, 2006

Oh!

Now my housemates have gone home for good, I've been left with the mammoth task of....

.... eating everything that they left behind.

What a chore!

haha

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Written on Wednesday

So… I’m managing to pretty much get one thing a day done. Not that productive, I know, but I have A LONG TIME to get through. So far this week I have done the following…

Monday….. Came back from Christianas. That was a mission for me in itself, so I took the rest of the day off.

Tuesday….. I came into town. I used the Internet but only for about 10 minutes because I had to meet Nick, so that’s why I’ve only just posted what’s below… And I’ve decided that this university sucks – nearly every door to get in was locked and the library was already shut by the time I came back. Rubbish. How does anyone expect me to be able to blog properly if I can’t even get to a computer?!

Wednesday….. I took my guitar to the shop on London Road! (Yes, that’s the road that I’m living just off next year and yes, that’s where that man was murdered the other week, you might have seen it on the news… The whole time I was walking I was half expecting to see a body outline drawn in chalk on the pavement and drops of blood like you see in films, but alas there was none). It seems I have to fix the guitar myself though (or pay something very ridiculous)… hopefully it’ll be ok! The guy in the shop was like ‘All you need is a few tools…’ to which I replied, with quite a blank look, ‘Do I look like I have tools? I don’t even have any glue. And as a matter of fact I’ve lost my nail file too. I’m going to have to search my whole room. I’m a student. SERIOUSLY. I can’t believe you thought I’d have tools…’ So... I didn’t have any superglue, so all I managed to do the rest of the day was do a little handy work on it with my nail file (which I finally found) and then laze around listening and singing along to Damien Rice very loudly. What could be better than that? Oh, wait, I know, actually having a life would be better that that. How silly of me.

So now all I need to do is:
- buy some superglue
- glue the nut onto the guitar without sticking it to my hand at the same time, or I’ll be wearing my guitar for the rest of my life
- Find someone who can put the strings on for me – I’m pathetic, I know there’s no need to tell me, I can’t even do that. Well… I’ll have a go, but I’m telling you now, I will need help.
- Name it. The poor thing has been around for what seems like eternity and it’s never had a name. I’ve already decided it looks like a girl, but I’ll have to wait until it’s ready to be played (which, at the rate it’s been going so far will be in about 20 years) until I can give it a name and really make it my own. Yes, that’s right mother, now it’s mine. MINE, I tell you! Well, until I want another one it is. Then you can have it back. Or I might bin it. Who knows? Hehe

Written on Tuesday

Last week était fantastique… but as for this week…

Last week consisted of an amazingly fun trip to Flares, a lovely meal, playing hilarious games afterwards, a great night at Chris’ (well we were there for so long it seemed like pretty much nearly the whole day…) and then at the weekend me and Faye went on a shopping trip to Leeds, where we met up with Sarah and Steve (and I managed to offload the 21 presents that I’d spent most of the previous night wrapping for her birthday on Wednesday and we also tried on some AMAZING hats –you know, like the queen or people at weddings wear). Then we stayed the night at Christianas. I always have lots of fun when I’m there, even if we don’t do that much. She went off travelling around Eastern Europe with some of her uni friends on Monday morning so was pretty busy with packing etc all weekend but on Saturday night we still managed a road trip. We only went as far as Helen’s house and then to Jamie’s, but it was still a good road trip with plenty of singing along to ridiculously loud music in the car (which is a definite must have on a trip like that). Jamie’s cat absolutely loved Faye and wouldn’t leave her alone, it was so funny. It didn’t seem to care that she’s allergic, and she had to spend the next hour picking cat hairs off her trousers.

I decided while I was there that I feel a bit deprived because I’ve never been allowed to have a pet. As soon as Jamie opened the front door their dog came racing out and jumped up at me which was great because it’s a really cute dog, then I saw the hamster and then I met the cat. One after another. Like a kind of mini-zoo. Great! Then on Sunday we went to alc, which as always is good because I get to see people that I haven’t seen for ages. Faye went home after lunch but I decided to stay another night so that I could go to the Natalie Grant concert in the evening. It was really good and she has an absolutely amazing voice. I enjoyed myself! Then we had a bit of a mission trying to get everyone to sign Helen’s birthday card while she was being trapped away downstairs. Then me and Chrissie had another mini road trip, but this time to Sam’s and Simon’s, who are friends from school, so that they could sign it. I hadn’t seen them for absolutely ages so it was good to catch up a bit.

But now I’m back in Sheffield, Faye has gone back to Nottingham, about 98% of my other friends have gone home and another of my housemates is leaving for good today. So, what can I say? I’ve just had a great week and now I’m miserable, to put it quite plainly. Even if I get a job, I’ll still be miserable because in the evenings and weekends I will be boooooooooooooooooooooooooored.

Oh well, I’ll just take everything one step at a time…. Today I’m meeting up with Nick for a chat at Costa. Tomorrow…. Who knows?