1) I'm so busy my head is spinning (like a whirlpool it never ends)*. I always think about the stuff I want to blog, but I never quite have the energy to do so.
2) I am scanning my friends list but I'm not getting much chance to comment, sorry. I am sorta aware what is going on with you all, apologies for not being in contact.
3) I'm in love with Rule the World by Take That. This has no relevence other than I'm listening to it and screeching along happily.
4) Why am I still not getting comment notifications? Why why WHY?! It's doing my head in.
5) I'm not getting birthday notifications either, so sorry to
rainbowstrlght (thank you for my ghost, too!) and anybody else whose birthday I missed. Happy Birthday today to
anadxof. Much love to
thebloodyxxx too, I kinda missed what was going on but I hope you are OK.
6)
Suzie has found a house she wants to buy homewards way in Burton-on-trent, but it's going to be ready in March. Suzie also has a job waiting for her in the Midlands, so it would be insane for her to stay in London past March. I, however, have to stay in London till the middle of May, doing a small thing called finishing my degree. The housing company she is buying the house off have given her some money towards finding me somewhere to live in London short-term, and I think I've found a place in convent. Sirusly. There is a female-only international student hostel in Hampstead run by nuns. We spoke to them and they said they'd be happy to have me, it's cheaper than everywhere else and it should be nice and quiet with a private room, which is what I need on the run up to my dissertation. Plus they have a chapel, so guess where I'm going to be the night before deadline?
But I have to be in at 10:30pm every night, which makes me laugh. I'm a little worried about the application form too, it asks for religion (I'm Church of England but I haven't practised since I was a kid. Which is worse to put, CofE or non applicable?) and also asks for father's occupation (what's that got to do with anything?). However, most girls staying there stay on a long term basis for their whole degree, so I figure the interview process (!) won't really apply for a 6 week stay. I hope. I'm in Wolves at the minute, but I'm going back to London tonight and I'm going to see them tomorrow. Fingers crossed (or Pray!) for me.
In short, the move back home is pretty much confirmed. Last time I spoke to Suzie she was on her way to put a deposit down, and now we have to start clearing out the flat (God, that's going to be fun) ready to put it up for sale. My spring is going to go as follows: Davina has baby (hopefully) as my Easter holidays start. We move everything during those holidays. I come back down to London, live in a Convent for last lectures during April. Complete dissertation and other final assignments. Leave London (sob!) and officially move into new house in Burton. Find job (preferably one I actually want to do, though I think it will be a case of whatever comes at first). Breathe or die, depending on how well this all goes.
7) Davina is having a boy. Yay blue stuff! The really nice thing is that most of our cousins are girls (a ratio of 8 to 4, to be exact), and when we were growing up we got hand-me-down clothes from them all. Davina is already getting piles of stuff that Joey, Cameron and Nathan are done with, and the generational thing has started all over again, which makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
8) Yes, I am in touch with reality (or non-reality? My reality? Hmmmmm) enough to know that XF2 has been confirmed. It just hasn't quite hit home yet. Every so often I think "OMG, 25th July", but we've waited so long for this that I haven't quite wrapped my head around it actually happening. Which amuses me, because although I said I'd wait until it was confirmed to get excited, I was also one of those that always had hope before the romours started, so to see the non-believers (told you! TOLD YOU! :P ) jumping about and screaming whilst I'm still going "Really? REALLY?" is just bizarre. I think when I see the first stills it will click into place and I'll die on the spot.
9) There was other stuff which I now forget. Nevermind.
*Yes, I know it's 'dizzy', not 'busy'. But it suits my purposes this way. And it still works.