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3500.

OMG OMG I’m going to Amsterdam this weekend! Friday till Monday. Exciting! However what isn’t exciting is the 3500 word dissertation proposal due in on Friday. I have done about 1500 words so far -and those are the easy bits. Oh and I also have to do a poster as well! Eek!

Get to meet one of Will’s (pretty much best) friend’s from London, Matt, because he’s over in Amsterdam too visiting a friend. We’re going to go for a steak :)

Annnd when we get back….it’s like THE START OF CHRISTMAS! SO EXCITED! I have a new Me to You reusable advent calendar, it’s in the shape of a christmas tree and has little drawers you put chocolates in (my mum and dad put them in so I’d be surprised! Oh and of course they’re only the good flavours I like from Minature Heros -so I’ll have no disappointing days)

Oh and I got my xmas present early from my parents…I haven’t worn them yet, I’m too scared! Haha!

Hello sexy ugg boots:

UGG

Pedestrian Rage.

Driving back home from Will’s, I was sat at the lights on Upper Brook Street, when I heard a beap and a screech to my right. Some guy had started walking across the road (when he shouldn’t have been) and the woman in her car (who was the on coming traffic) had to brake hard, and thus beeped her horn. Well, then it kicked off, the guy turned around in the middle of the road, pointed his finger at her and shouted:

“YOU BITCH, YOU BITCH, I’M GOING TO GET YOU FOR THAT YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

I was a bit like…WOAH, psychopath.

Scary Manchester.

2:1.

Turns out I managed to actually do well at uni this year! I got an average of 64, which is a 2:1! I’m pretty pleased, hoping to put more work in next year and get a first or something, but considering I haven’t even got an idea for a dissertation yet I’m not so sure.

On the upside I’m going to Spain in 3 weeks, and Ireland just before that!

Ketchup.

Okay, so I’ve been meaning to blog this for a while. Essentially another rant, but, anyway, I was in the MMUnion for a usual meet up with friends for lunch, and in the SU you have to buy the ketchup (which in itself is worth a rant) for 10p a sachet. I was reading the ingredients on the back of the sachet, and I was pretty shocked about what it contained, or more what it ‘may contain’.

Here we go:

Ingredients: Water, Glucose-Fructose, Syrup, Tomato Paste (15%), Modified Maize Starch, Salt, Acidity Regulators (x2 E numbers), Preservative (x1 E number), Spice extracts.

So out of the ingredients only 15% is tomato, and not even real tomatoes, it’s tomato PASTE. Blerh.

Caution: MAY CONTAIN nuts, peanuts, seasame seeds, mustard, celery, FISH, eggs, milk, soybeans, sulphites, cereals containing gluten.

What the hell?! I’ll stick to me heinz please, least that actually tastes tomatoey.

Skint.

So after writing my complaint letter (about the piece of bone in my chicken nugget) to McDonalds, they wrote back with an apology and three £5 vouchers, not bad going really! However, after getting another meal from McDonalds a few days later I found another piece of bone in my chicken nugget. I haven’t been to that McDonalds since, I think it’s pretty disgraceful. I don’t even want to spend my free vouchers there!

On a happier note, I’ve finished all my exams! I get my results on July 12th, which is a bit nerve wrecking. I don’t really want to know what I got.

I had a great time camping the other weekend, bacon butties every morning, looking after my little second cousins, awesome BBQ, camp fire songs, general cousin love, and incredible sunburn!

I’ve also bought a new camera! It’s the same as my old one so not much to report there, but it’s great having a camera again.

Will and I also booked a holiday to Altea, Spain For the end of July for a couple of weeks, just a shame I now have no money to buy holiday clothes or much else! Oh well I don’t need many clothes to get a tan :P

Two Pints.

Francis has been fixed -but with a NON-Fiat windscreen *sigh*, looks alright though apart from a bit of a shoddy installation. On a side driving note, what’s with petrol prices slowly creeping back up?! It’s like 95p a litre :o rip off. I swear it was like 79p when I first started driving- back in my day!

In the middle of my exams at the moment, the end of my second year of uni. I’ve had five so far: Sociological Theory, Applied Social Psychology, Abnormal Psychology, Women Representation and Realities, and Conceptual and Historical Issues in Psychology. Exams left: Cognitive Psychology, Neuropsychology, and Developmental Psychology. Considering last year, I pretty much failed because I didn’t do any coursework and I had to resit, I’m feeling more hopeful for this year. I even got a first in my Personality and Abnormality coursework, which I surprised myself with greatly!

Not really sure what else I have to blog, watched all episodes of Lost again and now I’m up to date, but to be honest it just blags your head with all the time travel shizzle. Also partly watching Spooks as Will has gotten into it, it’s not bad really.

I bought the Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps boxset series 1-6, only watched the first two episodes so far but it’s awesome. It was purchased last Saturday after a shopping binge, I’d had four exams in four days so I needed cheering up. I’m not doing too badly with the whole shopping thing at the moment -which is dangerous. Thinking of getting a new camera soon. I need to open a savings account really.

Bit dreary in Manchester currently, all the summer sun has gone in, and it’s just rainy and windy. Going to the lakes a week today (the bank holiday weekend) for a family camping trip, should be a laugh. Hopefully it won’t rain the whole time, that would be shit.

Anyway off to watch the third episode of Two Pints, and avoid revision.

Oh Great.

Francis has yet again been assaulted. Francis being my very gay Fiat Punto. Someone’s decided it would be good to smack him in the head and crack his windscreen. Hopefully my halls carkpark will have the offender on CCTV. Bastards though, spose it’s what you get for living next to a fleet of council estates.

Rang my insurance and because it’s a bank bloody holiday, I can’t even make an appointment until Tuesday to get it fixed. Only a £50 excess though, and they’re ordering me a Fiat windscreen on my request, unlike my back passenger window which is some other make -I hate it when things don’t match :(

Such an inconvenience though! I wish people would stop targetting my car. This is so because I broke a mirror last year, 6 more years of bad luck…damn.

Email Man.

Gosh. Right. Where do I start?

Firstly, I went to Maccy’s for lunch today, got my usual large chicken nugget meal with a coke, but took a bite into my first nugget to find a piece of bone. A piece of BONE in my chicken breast chicken nugget, my first chicken nugget as well, it ruined my whole meal. I wrapped the piece of bone in a tissue, mainly so I could take a photo of it when I got home to send to Ronald. He’ll be receiving a letter of complaint from me. Standards are defo slipping…

I cheered up when I met up with Will for lunch. Whilst we were sat in Picadilly Gardens on the step bit near the grassy area, a fat, greasy mong walked past, not only did she walk past but she gave me a lovely big smile and wolf whistled at me, not Will, but me. I was like ‘what. the. fuck?’ Lesbian come ons at lunch time in Picadilly anyone? Grim.

THEN a man came along in his blue jumper, just going ‘Jesus?’ and handing his card to anyone who moved. I just replied with ‘I’m not a massive fan sorry’, Will thought it was funny.

Even funnier was the man who swatted a pigeon away with his newspaper while it was mid-flight and on course for his head. It was done so casually and in such a ‘fuck off’ no messing way. He sure told that pigeon.

Not long after that, we saw a postman, well, not your average postman, as this one was not only sporting his blue pants and matching jacket (and of course his postman face) but also a laptop bag. Therefore Will and I concluded he must be the ‘EMAIL MAN’, while you’re all there thinking that your emails are sent electronically via the internet, nope! Think again! This guy picks up your email and runs toward the destination reeeeally fast to get it to you. He must have been on his break when we saw him, he was only walking, or he might have been carrying one of those emails that take forever to receive. God damn Email Man!

McDonalds.

So I went for my sort of usual Monday afternoon McDonalds in St.Anns Square in Manchester today, I’d sat down and ate my meal (Large chicken nugget meal with a coke with an extra portion of medium fries) and then began peeling my McDonalds Monopoly stickers from my empty cartons. I got a couple I needed and a couple I didn’t but hey, anyway, I was just sat finishing my drink when a homeless woman walked in.

“Can anyone spare some change so I can get a hot drink?” She asked. The couple of guys next to me said no. I said sorry I don’t have any change on me, which wasn’t true I just ya know you can’t go giving money away at times like these! I’m skint!

I then remembered I’d got a free hot drink coupon as one of my Monopoly stickers, and I don’t even like hot drinks! I was only going to throw it away so I said she could have it, as she did look pretty cold and homeless. As I was trying to find it on my tray, when one of the guys next to me turned to me and said quite rudely and unnecessarily “Don’t give her any money!”, I replied I’m not giving her any money, it’s just a coupon. He then said ‘Don’t give it her!” I asked why not, and he said “just don’t give it her!” to say the least this didn’t rub me up the right way at all. I turned to him and said I could give my coupon to who ever I pleased, and that I wasn’t even going to use it. He tried to butt in again, so I said rather sternly “you can’t tell me what to do with my coupon, I can do what I like”. At this point the homeless woman was essentially cheering me on, saying “yeah you stick up for yourself girl!”

I gave her the coupon, and yet these two guys carried on! I tried to ignore them but they didn’t get the hint. I turned to them and said “Look, I’ve given it her, end off, leave me to eat my meal because I’m not bothered anymore”.

“Fuck you!” He shouted back, which I could not believe! He then went on to moan loudly to his friend. “That’s the problem with his country, (they were foreign) everyone’s like ‘you can’t tell me what to do, you can’t tell me what to do!”

I didn’t bother retaliating, but in my head I was thinking “Well if you don’t like it, FUCK OFF BACK TO YOUR OWN COUNTRY!!!”

Bloody people eh?

Birthday.

Had a lovely birthday, my parents got me a Links of London Sweetie Bracelet and some bits and bobs such as a manicure/pedicure kit, a Willow Tree figurine, and my mum knitted me some socks and a scarf. I’m potentially very snuggley! Will got me an ‘L’ charm for my bracelet, a gorgeous (new in!) Fred Perry polo shirt, loads of awesome DVDs and some Urban Decay make up! I’m well made up!

Oh and I got my hair cut! It’s like a bob length (but looks cool) loads different but all I’ve had is compliments! I kind of want it shorter though.

On the downside my helix piercing was twatted by Will’s cousin in an over excited (drunk) greeting at the pub, so now it’s well sore!