Monthly Archive for August, 2007

A levels

That’s right, I’ve done my ABC’s, and I literally got my ABC’s. My results as of Thursday 17th August stand as follows:

Psychology: A

Sociology: B

(AS) Computing : C

(AS) Art: C

Which brought me to over 350 ucas points, whooping the ass of the 280 I needed to get into Manchester Metropolitan University to study Psychology combined with Sociology.

My uni accommodation is still in the process of being sorted (three months on from when I sent my application in), because MMU seem to have the least organised processing system of any other university (forum after forum is filled with MMU students panicing, because they still havn’t heard whether they have a place to live, 3 weeks before the start of term). I’ve been confirmed with a place in Wilmslow Park Accommodation, just off Oxford Road, on Hathersage Road.

To give you a better picture of where it is, for those of you who have heard of ‘Curry Mile’, (which I recently measured to be only 0.6 miles -psh!) Wilmslow Park is on the first right after the ‘Mile’ when you’re heading into the city centre. Unfortunately, I don’t like curry, but from the outside, Wilmslow Park looks promising, and there’s a Subway, Macdonalds and a cool restaurant that sells curly fries and has dirty desserts ;) probably no less than a minutes walk away.

Good food places aside, I’m not looking forward to viewing my room, I’ve secured ensuite facilities but it’s hardly 5 star, luckily I’ve got a bit of a cleaning problem so my bathroom will be *spotless* within an hours cleaning to avoid my mental panic attacks (where I scream inside a little -lol) caused by the thoughts of the ex resident having lived there. (The worst is hotel baths -I have a fear of baths having been used and being unclean *cringe*!!) The mattress will also have about 3 protectors on before my sheets go on. I reckon I’ll make it into my own lil den soon enough though, with my posters/flags/art/electic drum kit and what not.

On a coooool note, I’ve been collecting the coca cola glasses from Macdonalds, I’ve got 4 so far; grey, blue, purple, and green.

On an even coooooler note, my dad treated me to a sat nav for doing well in my exams. It’s a GARMIN N√ºvi 310, and it’s pretty nifty.

Oh. I nearly forgot (how could I forget my tyre?!). On Tuesday morning, driving the usual Manchester to Preston to home journey, all was well, I dropped Will off in Preston, but as I set off down the A6 I managed to get a puncture in my back right tyre, from a bloody nail. I hadn’t realised intially, but when I did, I began to panic, I had no credit and low battery on my phone, and Preston driving folk aren’t the nicest so I thought I was going to have to tackle changing my tyre on my own. Luckily, Will (who’s Senior Technical Consultant for a clamping company) had noticed my flat as I drove away, so he rang me, and he said he would send a clamper to help me. I found that changing tyres is really easy, you just stand there and watch a man do it :D lol. I’m so not a feminist.

I thought it was quite novel to see a clamper being productive toward the mobility of a vehicle :P and there was a few looks from drivers by, one commented on how the spare tyre didn’t look much like a clamp. But I personally thought it was one of those jokes, where everyone was already thinking it, but then someone just had to go and say it.

After, the drive of shame home, down the M55, (my spare permitting me to drive at most 50 mph :( ) I went to the garage to try get my flat repaired (which would have been a tenner!), only to get the bad news that it was a rim puncture and I’d need a new tyre. I chose the ‘Michelin Kleber’ (a tyre designed for high mileage -seeing as I drive around 120 miles a day!) over the standard shit one, 10 of your english pounds more for the Michelin tyre, priced at 56 pound 12 pence, but I got an extra 15000 miles performance -can’t go wrong with quality.

My next recent dilema, which is the current dilema, is the Mac/PC conflict. Throughout my life I have been a PC user, but after Will’s recent purchase of a MacBook I’ve been thrown into a new world. At the moment, I’m browsing for a Laptop for university, and I think I may have been alured by the Apple Store, with all it’s shiny whiteness and student discount. Macbooks are so sexy, and with the ability to boot Windows anyway why would I want a generic windows laptop that can’t run OS X, that I couldn’t iChat on, and has shit battery life? Psh, let me know if you find a reason why I can’t have my cake and eat it. Now it seems like I’ve made my decision on a Mac, there’s still the choice of which MacBook, Michael Jackson seemed to think ‘it don’t matter if you’re black or white’, but when it comes to MacBooks there’s a big difference. Seems like a trip to the Apple Store is in order.

Bye for now :)

Social Life n Stuff.

Seems my social life has hit a bit of a high recently. For two consecutive nights now I’ve been out with friends! Unfortunately there was absense of boyfriend those two nights, which was too much to bare so I’m going to visit him tonight. Which is the reason I’m writing this post -he was in Lincolnshire with a friend and was supposed to be back in Manchester at approx 2 o’clock this afternoon, but they’ve only just set off. So I thought what better way to pass the time than to write a blog about my average kind of life.

About two weeks ago, Will and I decided it had been too long to resist the new Harry Potter film. So planned to go on a ‘date’ to see it. We were going to go to Frankie and Benny’s before hand, then hop across to the Printworks to see the film. Of course I should have known it wouldn’t actually proceed like that. Ross was all alone because Han was on holiday, so we invited him along. Then we were pissing about (well I’m pretty sure it was just those two) until it was too late for us to make F n B. So we just went to the cinema.

The night got somewhat better when we purchased: tickets to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix seated in the *IMAX 3D* cinema, popcorn, and maltesers. Ross and Will had already researched the IMAX naturally and had told me of the wonders of the 8 storey high, 2 bus wide screen -but that still didn’t prepare me. I walked in and actually WOWed.

The film was alright, considering it was based on the weakest book, but the 3D twenty minutes at the end (when we got to wear the well cool glasses) was awesome -especially the duel between Voldemort and Dumbledore. Even though our seat position was a bit close and a bit too much to the right, and Ross and Will kept commenting on Hermione’s breasts, I still managed to enjoy myself.

On the topic of Harry Potter, I recently had a conversation about whose wand you would use to duel if you had the choice. Some people said Serius’s, or Dumbledore’s, but we decided Volemort’s would be the most powerful. It’s long, and it’s black. ;)

A few days after the HP trip, Will’s friend, Jon visited Manchester, so to celebrate we went to see the Simpsons movie. Was alright really…

As for the past two nights, on Friday, Bell decided to have a ‘small party’ at his house. Fortunately, he had bought me a litre bottle of Jack Daniels on the cheap from France so I was sorted for booze. I provided the snacks -which were the bollocks, everyone commented on them being so good. Oh yeah. There was this guy Lee there but he was lame, so I got drunk and angry because he wouldn’t share his pizza and I made him leave. Anyway I might edit to elaborate some other time.

Last night was Georgia’s 18th birthday party. It was fancy dress. I went as Vinnie Paul the drummer from Pantera. Let’s just say I was the manliest there (if that’s a word?) -there was a lot of cross dressing on the go. :/ Pictures can be found on my facebook until I put them on my Gallery.

So that about fills up my wait, I’m going to Manchester now.

Potential Roadkill.

I was driving to Lytham for a Mcdonalds tea, and along Blackpool Road, from a far I thought I saw a really big cat (just domestic -no lions here) strolling across the road. I slowed up a bit, to give it a bit of time to get across, but as I got closer I realised it wasn’t a cat, but it was a Peacock! Not just any peacock, it looked like one of the regulars from round South Park, (quite a familiar sight if you take the 11 bus to or from Lytham), it was also one of the slowest moving peacocks I’ve ever come across, I even had time to take a photo of it while I stood stationary in the road.

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One the topic of roads and animals, recently I’ve seen far too much roadkill for my liking, including flat headed rabbits, squirrels face up in the middle of the road, and the other day a pigeon flew into a truck in front of me, and cascaded along the side to narrowly miss hitting my window screen. Not to mention the pigeon with it’s guts out in front of my drive way. Not good.