Holly's birthday equals an interesting evening ( Read more... )

I'm having a day. A day where the little things are irritating me big styley and it's taking an incredible amount of effort to keep my mouth shut rather than blurt everything out. And it's only 12:42pm.

This morning I had more mail from the TV Licensing Authority. So far this year, I've had a letter telling me I need a TV Licence to have a tv (like I didn't already know that), then one telling me I didn't have a television and I still needed a tv licence; the next one telling me I was under investigation; then a man did actually show to nose ( Read more... )

Last night I went to the pub with some old friends who I hadn't seen in a while as well as the usual suspect. Turns out, that the blonde woman non-celebrity Chantelle from Celebrity Big Brother lives in my town and lives in the same street as a friend of mine. Strange ( Read more... )

I'm so irritated. It's nearly 4am and all I want to do is get some sleep. Is that too much to ask? Apparently it is for some damn people who are insisting on stomping around and singing a couple of floors below me and have done for the past couple of hours. Why is it so difficult for them to have a little consideration? I'm not some killjoy who ( Read more... )

I am so hacked off. This morning was my first evidence lecture. This lecturer freely admits he has a different style of lecturing to other lecturers and he likes to do it in a 'conversational style' and students will not be able to write down every single thing he says. Fair dos, but that doesn't mean he has to make the lecture so bloody ( Read more... )

I have never been discriminated against because of my age before today. I'm 20. My flatmate Emily, miss_chewinggum and I went bargain hunting in the Loros charity bookshop and they had a sign up asking for a volunteer to work Saturday afternoons. All they asked was that the person was mature, responsible and willing to learn. Now, to me, "mature" doesn't mean ( Read more... )

I don't usually read the Daily Mirror, but I couldn't help but have a look when I saw the headline on today's paper. It was about a pensioner who had starved to death in her flat, and I couldn't help but feel absolutely disgusted and sick after reading it. This woman had ten children and thirty grandchildren; and she died of starvation, alone in ( Read more... )

Whenever I want to travel somewhere by train, I try and get advanced tickets if I've planned it like the ticket name is 'in advance'. However, my lovely little town of Wickford doesn't sell these types of tickets at their train station. So this means I have to trek fifteen miles to Chelmsford. This is where my dislike starts. While Chelmsford is a ( Read more... )

It was utterly lovely to get away from Wickford for the bank holiday weekend. Don't get me wrong, I'm very fond of my home town, but after being at home for two months I was feeling the need to get away for a break for a few days ( Read more... )