So after sitting for about 15 minutes with my hand hovering over the mouse I finally replied to my bastard UCAS. Yesterday I had a complete change of heart and have now decided to opt for LEEDS instead of Newcastle, which a tiny bit of me is regretting (having applied for the wrong course at Newcastle may have something to do with this ho ho), but
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Owing to my stupidity in being talked into getting a Dorothy Perkins credit card (oh the joys of adulthood) by a sales assistant (I shop there about once a year) I now get regular phone calls from men with northern accents explaining how if I pay out 20p per day my family will receive up to £200,000 if I die in a plane crash. ('Or £38,000 for
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So I finally found a use for THESE bad boys. And it was possibly the most comfortable outfit I have ever worn to a party. More raves should be held in pub restaurants. I really hate watching people vom over themselves. (although we've all been there.)