What with moving house, finishing uni and christmas i feel The Pankcake Book has somewhat been neglated. And by this i mean ive have been celebrating all these things by drinking.From such things i have learnt much more and so feel some pearls of wisdom will help you, or be amusing. Either way, they cant be a bad thing.
Do christmas shopping in June.
Say your please's and thankyou's.
qualifications mean nothing if your boring.
love people.
Always stock lemsip
While we both ponder my wise words, here is a tuuuune for your soul. And though ive insisted it before, please give this video your eye.
It is now two days till i go home, oooh yes! but sadly i have to write 4000 words of rubbish before i get to go. which is lame. All this work recently has put me in somewhat of a negative mood. Ive been looking at things with more hate than anything else. Here, just so i cant vent, are some things that i hate.
When ginger girls die their hair blonde. There was one on the bus today, her head looked like someone had bitten the top off of a cadburys cream egg. Its fairly obvious because you have orange eyebrows.
When my boyfriend leaves me sitting on msn. He does this sometimes when he fancies some food or wants to go watch a film. The boys gone for hours, then when he does return i feel all daft for sitting there and waiting for him when i could have been off having all sorts of adventures
Cheaper by the dozen. I think this film is a hillary duff shaped poo on steve martins other wise flawless back catalouge. The man is funny, however this film is not and i am unable to sit through even the opening titles.
My cough. Its actually starting to worry me now. Im scared it might actually a big deal like some really inconvienent disease or something. Today i went to boots to get some cough medicene finally. apparently there a three different types of cough! Now im worried i brought the wrong one and my cough will never go away.
When people tell me what to do. This isnt as bad as it sounds. Im not talking when my tutor wells me to write and essay, thats anoying but i dont mind. I mean when im playing on zelda and im doing really well untill my younger brother sits down next to me and starts telling where to shoot my fucking arrow. Ill shoot it where the fuck i like. Maybe ill shoot it at zavi.
Arnold Schwarzeneger. Kindergarten cop. Jingle all the way. Junior. That one where dani divitos his twin. Need i say anymore. Cant beleive they made him a govenor of a space larger than his forehead.
Vintage and charity shops. with these its not so much i just hate them, its more of the fact that i cant do it. I have friends who wander out with arms full of stuff that cost them 50p. The best thing ive ever found was a cactus shaped glass. though to be fair, that was pretty cool.
When people are late. Now if theres anything i hate, its tardiness. Just think its nice for people to arrive on time. you knew we had to meet at a time, i managed to make it. how come you couldnt. i used to have a friend that turned up two hours late for everything. what was she doing! knitting a jumper! it ruined me.
When people dont put and 'S' on the end of pound. " ooh thats a mighty fine dimond encrusted scooter you have there, how much did that set you back" " oh why thank you, cost 150 pound from the shop in town" "im sorry, 150 pound, was it just one massive pound that you paid with, or was it plural". Im from the midlands and this happens alllll the time.
This forsaken obsession with twilight. I didnt see the films and i have no desire to. I dont belong to any team for vampires or wolves. All this bloody kristen stewart bashing is a little insane, she didnt exactly do anything besides maybe be quite nice to old Ro-Paz. Im just a bit bored of the whole debarcle
And after all the hate and misery, heres something that i feel will lighten both our moods.
Now i can hopefully finish my essay and go to honky tonk!
...bus stop is. Today i signed a contract for my house next year at uni so as to avoid living in a cardboard box. Its a lovely little house thats right near the bus stop!! I have to get the bus to uni and currently its a lightyear away from where i live so this quite a big deal. Not to mention its a pretty fucking good house. There will be five of us living there and were gonna have rabbit and i will be called winnips. If you care to know what a winnip is then feel free to look it up.
But i handed over my £350 deposit to farmy looking lady with an alcoholics nose and a french manicure and the deed was done. Im well looking forward to the whole thing. Im going to be able to walk to sainsburys!
Work and present buying seem to be of most importance currently. Boys are ever so heard to buy for, when we were younger i could buy brothers a bionicle and my dad some cadburys or a tie and id be golden. Now i have to shop at topman.
ooh i went out on thursday for a friends birthday to a place called Blue Rooms. It was an awful place. So me and my friend (drunkenly) ran off.
I am so incredibly looking forward to going home its unreal. Its the best.
Tonight i'm going to get some sleep!!!!
He we are young fellows...some soothing for a sore head. Well possibly not soothe as such, just generally entertain.
that shivalry isn't dead. My boyfriend lent my his shoes because mine were hurting my feet the other night. He wandered the streets of manchester in just his socks. But, afterall, he is still a boy and so complained about his ruined socks for the next two days and used it as leverage in any possible circumstance in which to get his own way.
oof, my cough is so bad. I think i might cough up a lung.
I went out in manchester and got pretty shittless. So shitless in fact i may have met newt from hollyoaks but dont even remember!
Im gonna have some wacky dreams tonight as ive just had a cheese sandwhich. I hope i dream of food.
And here we close with a final number...please give the video your time.
Ok, so today i did go to the hairdressers. But trust me, its worth hearing about. My hairdressers is a wonderful parallel universe full of happy people and free booze. Firstly, the place is called Dappa. Dappa! i dont even know if thats how your suppose to spell it, but who cares, they can do what ever the hell they like cause their called Dappa!
While you sit waiting for your turn you get free drinks. Yes i know that happens in all hairdressers, but you can have beer! and good beer too, perroni and corona, proper fancy beers and shit. I had a cup of tea, it was half 4 and im no maniac.
Also the people who work there are the happiest people ever. Even if there not, they appear incredibly pleased to see you. They get you magazines and lots of cups of tea. The lady said she liked my top, and was very complimentry of my normally complained about hair. Theres an awful lot of it on my head.
And obviously one quite important factor is there actually very good. I always come out with hair cuts that are so much cooler than i am. They do things like "texturizing", which is apparently a really good thing. I was even conviced to let them use clippers. Im now sporting a rather chilly number 4.
They give you sweets when you leave! for free! I got so much more than i hair cut. I got a hair cut, several cups of tea and some haribo. Oh and theres a pretty hot hairdressers with lots of lovely tattoos.
I love going to the hairdressers.
I tried really hard to find a song thats hairdressing related, but sadly i couldnt come up with any. But this is just as good!
Today has been quite the non-day. Went to look at a house though, shame it was in the a building that looked st annes estate and the landlady was a thick as a plank. We wont be living there lets say. Though there it lots of other houses we are gonna look at. Wonderful.
Off to manchester next week to see Hughie.
I apologise for the lack of anything happening. Im going to create some fantastic events so i can tell you all about them.
In the mean time, untill my next adventure, i have this for you. It will make love to your ears.