I'm ready to die in obscurity

Yes yes I know. I’m really bad at keeping up to date with this thing recently. I’d give up only I’ve been doing it for 3 years now so it seems like a lost of wasted time and words if I give up now. It’s not like there’s nothing to tell you all, because there is, I’m just really bad at doing the things I say I will. Like blogging, this will be my 4th blog for march only just making it one a week, how pathetic is that?

Anyway. Yesterday I came back to uni, something very strange happened. I was getting off the train with my 50 million bags, I got into the lift blissfully unaware of anything as usual only to be told by the lifts tanoid ‘don’t panic, help is coming’. Now some people (ok, very few, but I’m sure they’ll be one or two out there) would take this as a sign from God. Others would assume that someone had accidently pressed the alarm button. I stared at it blankly, did exactly the opposite of what it had the lift had advised and panicked a lot when the doors closed as my irrational, sleep deprived, shopped out state of mind had come to the conclusion that I was going to plummet to my doom. I didn’t, and 30 seconds later I was on the over bridge and swimming free. A lot of drama for a short lift ride I thought.

So what else is new with me then? Well I am counting down the days until Greece. In case anyone cares it’s 82 days. In 82 long boring days I shall be floating around Kardamena wearing a gypsy skirt and 3 litres of sun cream. It’s going to be amazing. I’ve started collecting cheap bits from Primark for my holiday, only things I don’t already have really like flip flops and a sarong. Oh and a dress with polka dots on it. I need to get a spare XD for my digital camera and an SD for my video camera, just so I don’t run out and have to pay an extortionate amount for one from a tourist shop. The amount of alcohol that shall be consumed between the four of us (me Rhodesy Oli and Jess) will be phenomenal, I cannot wait for it. A nice break at the end of a very long year. Jess is lucky though, not only does she get us 3 flying to Kos for her 18th but she gets a party too. I am mighty looking forward to it though, in a strange way I miss the madness and drama o of the 18th birthday party from my sixth form days. Drunken youths falling all over the place, a drunk girl making a big deal of nothing. Some drunken guys who think they’re cool when they look like pale pasty beanpoles who can’t handle their beer. Oh wait, that’s what we’re still like.

I had a lovely hangover yesterday, which considering I didn’t drink that much (1 archers and lemonade, 2 jack and cokes, one blue wkd, 1 aftershock shot and 1 glass of wine) so I didn’t deserve the hangover I had, considering I wasn’t drunk at all. Stupid body, making me feel old. I’m nineteen! Not fifty. :)

We booked paintballing for Oli’s birthday yesterday. It looked good. It was £50 for 8 of us which includes the full body armour, head wear, weapons, refreshments and eight hours of playing. The only things we have to pay for are the paintballs which are £10 for the first 100 and £6 for every hundred after that, and any paint or smoke grenades that you might want. You can also borrow canister rucksacks to put your paint ball canisters in so you don’t find yourself out of ammo half way through the game. I’m looking forward to it, even though it isn’t until October. The course looked good too. It has bridges and empty buses and planes that can be used to hide in and for cover. Plus there are different kinds of games that can be played, either against each other or against other teams doing all different things. Like trying to take control of a village, or a free for all. But he’ll love it because he’s so into halo. When we told him we’d booked he was so excited and was planning all the extra grenades to buy and equipment to rent. Bless him. Plus we got a £50 off voucher for go karting which is what we’re going to be doing for my 20th so it’s all worked out well.

My little brother has MSN. It’s weird. He’s only Seven (well nearly eight). So yeah, that’s odd. I don’t know where that came from to be honest. Him having MSN or me writing about it :p

I’ve been thinking a lot recently about all the things I need to do. So my plans for the foreseeable future (and a bit futher ahead) are to stop browsing ebay. Collect more holiday essentials, ie. Travel adaptor for my ipod, work my ass off over summer for next year, go to asda, catch up with mel, tidy my room, go to order my new glasses, sew a button back on my coat, finish an essay for tomorrow, start my essays and revision for may, go to more than 1 lecture a week, find somewhere for go karting for my birthday, turn the air con down when I’ve finished blogging and take my happy meds on my dinner cause I forgot.

Ok I think this update will do, 985 words all together. Hope all is well with y’all.

Love Katie.

PS: Joe’s started calling me ‘Bish’ and as a result Rhodesy’s started calling me ‘Lethal Bishal’. Neither of this names are acceptable and anyone found using them will be dealt with accordingly :p