Hmm

It's halloween, so what else should I write about?

I absolutely love halloween. I like it more the Christmas, which is a little weird but I love it. I get to dress up as whatever I fancy and be a nutter for the night. I love dressing up so this is a bonus. Unfortunately I haven't got any plans this year, so no costume and no trick or treating for little old me.  :(

However! Just in case you might want to them, here are some pics of me from previous years....

A zombie and a pink lady

A pirate

The queen of hearts

And a jester

Ugghh

Why can't the world, for once, let me say what I really want to and not have to deal with the repercusions? If you say you are going to change your attitude, then by all means give it a go. But at least try to make a start on it as soon as you decide upon it. Don't get to the end of your story and ruin it already. What a waste of effort :(

Anyway, I am sleepy, so very bloody sleepy that I am sad. About a month ago I was made to go see my GP by my mum who finally decided that there was a medical reason for my being as pale as the dead all the time.  After a few blood samples and a week of waiting all the doctor could come up with was good old anaemia and perscribed my iron tablets. The perscription form also said to eat lots (of red meat) which I did. HOWEVER! She said that I only needed to take them for about 2 months which doesn't really make sense to me. I thought anaemia was quite a long term illness, or rather, deficiency and this www.nhs.uk/conditions/Anaemia-iron-deficiency sort of confirmed that. I suppose I'll just have to wait till I get back home and head to the docs again.

Anyone know much about anaemia?

The total so far..

This is just a follow up to this blog  - http://rachelmccool.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-havent-even-left-yet.html 

If you've seen that blog then you'll know that I was being chatted up before I'd even left the country. Well today at the train station my tally for black guys chatting me up reached a grand total of..... 5. Including the man who thought I had a son.

What is their obsession with me? Where did it come from? So far this is how they've tried to get me...

1. Asked me if my profile picture is my son. Result : No Deal
2. You're pretty cool, are you from Ireland? I had a friend from Dublin once. She's slightly drunk, let's try to kiss her. Result : No Deal
3. Walking home from shop, guy leaves his house and continues this conversation with me -                     'Do you need a hug?
   'No I don't thanks.'
   'Awh c'mon, everyone needs a hug off me. It'll make your day so much better than it is.'
   'I'm fine thanks.'
   'But you're missing out on a once in a life time chance. I don't hand out hugs to everyone. Just pretty students'  Result : No Deal  - also may be a student serial killer.
4. Follow me up the escalator out of a tube station and mistakenly think I'm smiling at him. Makes some boring conversation about his last girlfriend from DUBLIN. Result : No Deal         
5. Watch me like a stalker as I gracefully munch my way through a Subway that is far too big to eat. Casually ask where the next train is headed. Force your mobile number on me and make me give you mine. Here follows some bullshit story about how my phone isn't working so I can't make or receive calls. Watch awkwardly as he rings the fake number you gave him.  Again tells me about his ex from Dublin. Result : No Deal

I AM NOT FROM DUBLIN!

DUBLIN IS NOT IN NORTHERN IRELAND!

JUST BECAUSE I COME FROM NORTHERN IRELAND DOES NOT MEAN I WILL KNOW EVERYONE WHO LIVES THERE!

JUST BECAUSE I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE TRAIN DOES NOT MEAN I WANT TO GO HOME WITH YOU!

WHEN I SAY I AM IN A RELATIONSHIP, I MEAN IT!!

Women do like to be told about your ex girlfriend while you are chatting them up. Even if they are going to say no anyway.

Leave me alone please.

A víte, že když jsem se jen ponožky, že je pracovní čas. To je důvod, proč se jim říkáobchodní ponožky

                 

GAME OF AWESOME!

I know I'm a bit late to the party BUT, how awesome is Game of Thrones?

I'll tell you. It's amazing. I watched the first episode yesterday while I was in Alex's (http://rafmanmagee.blogspot.com/)  flat waiting for him to come back from class and I was blown away. I've only got up to episode 5 because I forgot to ask Alex to let me copy it onto my drive so I've been watching it online which takes a while. 

I'm a little confused with some bits - mainly the families - it takes me a while to get my head around who is related to whom and how. But I get there eventually. Must say, the oul Queen is a bitch. Pushing the wee cute kid out the windy cos he saw her bumping uglies with HER BROTHER!! I was also informed that the weird incestuous relationship gets worse in time, I think it was her cousin. NO QUEEN! WE DON'T BUMP UGLIES WITH FAMILY!! BAD QUEEN. VERY BAD QUEEN. 

I'm in love with it. Totally in love with it. In particular this guy :D

I couldn't put my finger on where I'd seen him before or why I liked him. Then I realised that it was this guy....

Yep, it was Ronon Dex from SGA and I love him <3 

Deus fortis et evolvam te et evolvam te dedit petram

                                      Dedit omnibus roll petramDeus fortis

                                                 et evolvam

 te et evolvam te dedit petramPone in anima your'e

Flat-mate Etiquette

2 days ago I came back from my class to my flat and walked passed our kitchen, took a quick glance in and saw one of my flat mates in a towel in there - obviously just out of the shower. I kept walking and went into my room, I then began to wonder if I should have stopped to say hello or if it would've been weird considering she was in her towel and I was fully clothed. After some careful consideration I decided that going to my room was the best decision, after all, I wouldn't want someone having a conversation with me if I was wrapped in a towel.

So, I thought I need to write something about flat etiquette. Are there general rules that everyone already knows? 

Obviously everyone knows that they should clean up after themselves, but is there also a rule that says if the cleaning isn't done immediately someone else in the flat is allowed to complain like an old lady? I understand that if someone's dirty dishes are in the sink for over a week you have a right to be annoyed, but sometimes, people just don't want to wash all their shite right away. And that's fine! There's no need to put a sign up in the kitchen chastising us over some dirty dishes. 

What about noise? Is there a rule that states that the noise coming from your room must be a certain level? If there is, no one is paying attention to it. I know in my flat that we don't really socialise much together so it can be a bit awkward to tell someone that their music is too loud or their dirty pan has attracted a hoard of violent bugs. 

There are 6 people all together in my flat and I can pretty much categorise them like this;

1. In room 1 - the foreign guy who likes his own mates and stays in his room all night. Like cooking at wtf o'clock in the morning.
2. Room 2 - the girl from back home, who lives up to the Irish stereotype - drunk all the time. Misses lectures and spends most of her time in the flat upstairs with all the other alco's
3. Room 3 - the gay guy that I made friends with straight away. Likes a drink but does his work first. Is actually a very nice bloke and has the same idea of uni as I do
4. Room 4 - the angry cleaner. Leaves notes complaining that the kitchen is dirty and steals your dishes. Likes to have strawberries and cream with her boyfriend when she thinks no one is in ;)
5. Room 5 - me! You know me, I like a drink but I like to sleep more. Came to uni to work, but likes to go out at the weekend.
6. Room 6 - the new girl, moved in after everyone else and we still aren't sure of her name. Likes everything loud, drinks a lot and makes a lot of noise in the kitchen with #1 in the morning.

So, if you can read, you'll see that we're all quite different and view pretty much everything differently. I can talk to rooms 2 and 3 pretty easily as we all got pissed our 2nd night here. Room 4 stays in her room all the time and we barely see her unless she's cleaning. Rooms 1 and 6 and phantom's, I'm not sure if there is even someone living there or not. But we all have our own ways of doing things and no one really wants to point out that someone else is a messy/noisy/drunken shite. We do our own stuff, but eventually someone will cross the line and we'll all die.

Doeddwn i erioed i'n mynd i roi hyd. Peidiwch byth â mynd i adael i chi i lawr. Peidiwch byth â mynd i redeg o gwmpas a anialwch i chi.

Maybe it doesn't

Okay, so if you read my last blog, which you didn't, then you'll all know that I confessed that UNI SUCKS. It does not.

I was just having a very, very bad day. My face was like this....

MOST AWESOME PICTURE EVER!!

Damn world!

As you'd know if you read my blog. But since only about 3 people actually read it I won't keep mentioning it. I'll just assume that you read it, and if I mention something relating to an older post that you haven't seen, well that's your fault for not paying attention to me. :P

I only thought uni sucked. I was severely pissed because I thought I was going to have to fork out £200 for something that I can find online for a tiny fraction of that price. Yes I lost my keys and was being robbed for a new set. HOWEVER! my lovely flat mater Matthew sent me the best message ever this afternoon. My keys had been found! We have no idea who found them or when, but he said they had been left on the floor outside my door before he left for class this morning. Although no one from Robbins reads this, but thank you to whoever found them :) you saved me a packet.

And now my face is like this.....

D'awwwwwh

Why all the babies? I found an angry baby so I had to find a happy baby to balance things. Incidentally, the pictures of said babies have also cheered me up. 

Top Tip 1: When feeling really sad/depressed search for videos of giggling babies of youtube, cheers you right up 

Just to finish off, how awesome is this kid?

Uni Sucks

I've been in London for about 12 days now and all I can say is that it sucks monkey nuts. 

I've spent the past week sitting in a stuffy over crowded classroom listening to people continuously introduce themselves to everyone, after a few days at this you run out of things to tell people. Half of the things you do tell them they'll have forgotten by the time you sit down again. 

It's been far too fucking warm since I got here and I can barely do anything because of it. It costs me about £15 to get into uni each day and at a total cost of £75 a week it's too fucking much. I think that I must have caught the worst case of freshers flu possible and feel like I'm dying all the time. 

I've had the 2 of the worst hangover's imaginable since I came here thanks to a guy in the flat upstairs. And to top it all off I lost my set of keys which costs a lovely £200 quid to replace because of some wee black beepy thing that lets you into the building. So if I can't find them soon, I'll have to fork our for them leaving me with under £200 quid to last until April :(

UNI SUCKS