WHY does the library insist on being like a sauna?
Maybe it is the perfect remedy for sweating out all the alcohol from a night out..
00h my goodness it is SO flipping hawttt!
I can't understand how this is healthy or helpful for students?!
Wednesday, 22 April 2009
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
The road to a friend's house is never long
They say that friends come and go, but your family are for life. BUT, what if your family don’t stick around?
The friends you make in primary school, how many of them are you still close with? I think it is a rare occasion that you would have kept up a friendship all the way from primary school, unless it was without the help of family connections or good timing. Friends do tend to come and go through your life, but there are those people in your life that you hold on to. Those friends who make that difference enough in your life, those friends who care enough to go out of their way, the ones who put your needs above that date they had planned, they are worth your time.
These people listen to you, they know you, your loves and your hates. They see your imperfections and love you for them. Friends who know exactly how to embarrass you, who know what face to pull or joke to say, sometimes just a word and it puts a smile on your face. These friends are rare, they make the effort with you, even when you feeling like shutting the world out. And when this friend goes through tough times, it’s you they turn to because they know your one of those rare finds.
They believe in you, even when you’re making an awful decision. They are patient, with your lateness, your strops and relationship dramas. They know how to make you the perfect drink, tea, coffee, whatever it is you love. They tell you the blunt truth; you look like death, and I don’t think that guy is right for you, I saw her cheat on you, that dress looks too tight.
These friends don’t need a reason to give you a hug, to bring you your favourite food, or cook you dinner, to take you out for the day and turn up on your door unexpectedly. They do it because they love you, they would not want to be anywhere but sitting in front of a crummy movie eating ice cream, or down the pub having a pint with you. These friends need you as much as you need them; they would be as lost, without your all night sessions of playing computer games or a heavy night of drinking as you would be.
These friends come and find you when you've “gone to clear your head”, they come and see you when they are missing you, they let you cry in front of them then take the mic out of you enough to make you smile and they give you the pep talk you need to face that person who is making your life a misery.
These friends are rare, normally formed in the shape of one.
They hold onto you because they know you are worth it too. This friend can go months without seeing you, but when you meet up it’s like no time has passed. They never forget your birthday, because they are either with you or wishing they could be.
To find so many qualities in one person, practically impossible in this world, right?
But when you have a friend that comes pretty darn close, you know their worth holding onto.
It’s time to return those rare qualities...
The friends you make in primary school, how many of them are you still close with? I think it is a rare occasion that you would have kept up a friendship all the way from primary school, unless it was without the help of family connections or good timing. Friends do tend to come and go through your life, but there are those people in your life that you hold on to. Those friends who make that difference enough in your life, those friends who care enough to go out of their way, the ones who put your needs above that date they had planned, they are worth your time.
These people listen to you, they know you, your loves and your hates. They see your imperfections and love you for them. Friends who know exactly how to embarrass you, who know what face to pull or joke to say, sometimes just a word and it puts a smile on your face. These friends are rare, they make the effort with you, even when you feeling like shutting the world out. And when this friend goes through tough times, it’s you they turn to because they know your one of those rare finds.
They believe in you, even when you’re making an awful decision. They are patient, with your lateness, your strops and relationship dramas. They know how to make you the perfect drink, tea, coffee, whatever it is you love. They tell you the blunt truth; you look like death, and I don’t think that guy is right for you, I saw her cheat on you, that dress looks too tight.
These friends don’t need a reason to give you a hug, to bring you your favourite food, or cook you dinner, to take you out for the day and turn up on your door unexpectedly. They do it because they love you, they would not want to be anywhere but sitting in front of a crummy movie eating ice cream, or down the pub having a pint with you. These friends need you as much as you need them; they would be as lost, without your all night sessions of playing computer games or a heavy night of drinking as you would be.
These friends come and find you when you've “gone to clear your head”, they come and see you when they are missing you, they let you cry in front of them then take the mic out of you enough to make you smile and they give you the pep talk you need to face that person who is making your life a misery.
These friends are rare, normally formed in the shape of one.
They hold onto you because they know you are worth it too. This friend can go months without seeing you, but when you meet up it’s like no time has passed. They never forget your birthday, because they are either with you or wishing they could be.
To find so many qualities in one person, practically impossible in this world, right?
But when you have a friend that comes pretty darn close, you know their worth holding onto.
It’s time to return those rare qualities...
Saturday, 4 April 2009
First tattoo (July 2008)
This is a piece of work I wrote as part of my course at university about my first tattoo, which I got done whilst in India in 2008..
I can’t believe I am actually going to do this. My hands are shaking and I am breaking into a cold sweat. Why did I let her talk me into this? If I go first and she doesn’t get one done too I am going to flip out. At least it will be worth it when I go home because If I don’t do it now then I will definitely never do it because I’ll just chicken out. Just think of the cake, think of the cake. The cake. No I can’t do this, it’s too scary. Oh crap we are here; there is no going back now. If this man gets it wrong I think I might cry.
He says it won’t be painful but I am not convinced. My hands are so sweaty. It’s really hot in here or is that just me, maybe it’s just me. Oh gosh don’t look at the needle. Oh crap I looked its massive. Oh fuck this is actually going to happen. If she lets go of my hand I might scream or cry, maybe I’ll even pass out then I won’t have to do it.
Those needles best be clean or my mum will kill me if I come back with an infected tattoo. Wow. I can’t believe, oh fuck that hurts. Ouch. Why the hell did I let her talk me into FUCK. Wow this is painful. Everyone told me it wouldn’t hurt. Why does he have a strange look on his face? This is creeping me out. What am I doing? It’s so scratchy it’s like torture.
Ok. The worst is over with. Cool. It looks cool. I have a tattoo. Awesome. I am so cool. I wonder what my mum will say. Maybe I won’t show her first of all. What a surprise everyone will get, innocent little Alice has a tattoo. Ouch!! Not again. Please God. Not again. Shit. Shit. This is more painful the second time round. It’s ok. It will be over soon. Any minute now. No? Keep going. Ok. I hate you! You are causing me so much pain. Oh it’s done. Phew that was quicker than I thought. I wonder if it will bleed.
So glad it’s over. It’s really sore. Jeepers, no one said it would be this sore. Now it’s your turn missy. Bet she will cry, I hope she does, it caused me enough pain. Now there is no getting out of it for you. I hope she doesn’t break my hand.
I can’t believe I am actually going to do this. My hands are shaking and I am breaking into a cold sweat. Why did I let her talk me into this? If I go first and she doesn’t get one done too I am going to flip out. At least it will be worth it when I go home because If I don’t do it now then I will definitely never do it because I’ll just chicken out. Just think of the cake, think of the cake. The cake. No I can’t do this, it’s too scary. Oh crap we are here; there is no going back now. If this man gets it wrong I think I might cry.
He says it won’t be painful but I am not convinced. My hands are so sweaty. It’s really hot in here or is that just me, maybe it’s just me. Oh gosh don’t look at the needle. Oh crap I looked its massive. Oh fuck this is actually going to happen. If she lets go of my hand I might scream or cry, maybe I’ll even pass out then I won’t have to do it.
Those needles best be clean or my mum will kill me if I come back with an infected tattoo. Wow. I can’t believe, oh fuck that hurts. Ouch. Why the hell did I let her talk me into FUCK. Wow this is painful. Everyone told me it wouldn’t hurt. Why does he have a strange look on his face? This is creeping me out. What am I doing? It’s so scratchy it’s like torture.
Ok. The worst is over with. Cool. It looks cool. I have a tattoo. Awesome. I am so cool. I wonder what my mum will say. Maybe I won’t show her first of all. What a surprise everyone will get, innocent little Alice has a tattoo. Ouch!! Not again. Please God. Not again. Shit. Shit. This is more painful the second time round. It’s ok. It will be over soon. Any minute now. No? Keep going. Ok. I hate you! You are causing me so much pain. Oh it’s done. Phew that was quicker than I thought. I wonder if it will bleed.
So glad it’s over. It’s really sore. Jeepers, no one said it would be this sore. Now it’s your turn missy. Bet she will cry, I hope she does, it caused me enough pain. Now there is no getting out of it for you. I hope she doesn’t break my hand.
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