March 2012
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I have seven contacts on skype and therefore...
GIVE ME A REASON.
(jack.maxwell8)
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The Life of a Cleaner
For those of you who do not already know, I am a part time cleaner at my college. 16:00 - 18:30, five days a week. Not bad work for not bad pay.
There is nothing specific I want to say really, other than I have to mop a lot, and because of the weird and fucked up way that I use a mop, my right forearm is getting grossly larger than the left one (yes, you can make jokes), to the extent where it...
February 2012
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I’m downloading books and newspapers for free on the internet.
Why does it feel so naughty?! I don’t flinch when I do it with music or films.
I feel dirty.
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UNIVERSITY SHEE-AYT
Manchester University is wonderful and amazing and everyone was just really helpful and nice. I got to speak to people that had done the year abroad thing on the course I’m doing, and every single one of them loved it; they loved the course; they loved the tutors and I cannot wait until I start. It was also reassuring to hear how many of them had already landed decent graduate jobs, one of...
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I'm already seeing signs of success!
I have exercise induced asthma and have done since I don’t know, age 9? It probably isn’t a real condition, but I’m going to call it that anyway because that is the only time I ever have to use my inhaler.
Anyway, part of the reason I’ve started exercising more is in order to reduce the amount I have to rely on my inhaler to breath. And I’m already feeling the...
Anonymous asked: Nice blog, nice face, well that's two boxes ticked ;)
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I’ve actually come around to the idea of a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship. I want one.
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I properly pushed myself on my run tonight, and now my legs are on FIRE.
Such a good feeling.
OH YEAH. Crossed paths with another jogger and we both waved at each other. JOGGERS STICK TOGETHER.
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zooeyclairedeschanel:
friends who have seen your ugly crying face and still choose to hang out with you are the only friends you need in your life
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Off out for a run with Miike Snow.
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Okay then.
So according to this student finance calculator, after loans, bursaries, birthdays, savings, job earnings and expenses have been taken into account, at the end of my first year of University, I will be in £4500 profit.
I wasn’t even stingy with expenses or anything.
Me gusta.
“There are more of these [super-rich] people in the UK than there used to be, and...”
– “Why the super-rich love the UK” - The Guardian
tasha-mustacha:
Go out. Have great night. Drink a lot. Laugh at everything. Make friends with random people. Stumble home. Sleep for way too long. Spend all day munching on paracetamol, feeling sorry for self, trying to remember last night. Get changed. Repeat.
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I absolutely love the new drunk me. He’s not a dick, he doesn’t act like a knob head and most importantly, he does not throw up.
This whole ‘drink responsibly’ thing is really good - definitely under rated; It’s so much better to get an adequate amount of drunk, rather than full on paralytic. Although this will most likely be thrown out the window when University...
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It would appear
that slut Jack, is well and truly back.
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complicatedcrossroads replied to your post: This blog went down hill a long time ago so this is okay
I read the first sentence and I thought you’d turned straight. BASTARD.
HAHAHAHA. LOL nope. Sorry to let you down. Again! </3
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This blog went down hill a long time ago so this...
So recently I have noticed a rather large change in my… let’s say… sexual appetite.
For all of my sexually active life, I have been nothing more than a ‘passive little bitch’ whenever it came to anything sexual, from being the little spoon to being shagged senseless (don’t say I didn’t warn you). In a world of gay terminology, this is what would be...
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Fuck you, Andrew Lansley
After spending an hour and a half at my Grandma’s, and listening to everything she has been through, from losing her eye sight to having cancer for a second time, and added to this, the treatment she has received, for free, through the NHS has made me realise how fucking lucky we are in this country.
Just at the mere fact that affording life-saving treatment is the last of our financial...
I’m going to visit my Grandma tonight who has just recently started chemotherapy after her radiotherapy failed to do anything. I’m still annoyed at the fact that my family didn’t tell me for months that she had cancer.
They never told me actually. I had to find out in a really horrible way, and I’ve still not forgiven them for it really. I mean imagine if she was to die...