My incredible luck

At the moment i have realised just how unlucky i am with anything involving deliveries.....read on...

After having my phone stolen and the police deciding they 'couldn't note it down as stolen because it was in terminal 1 on a saturday night so had to record it as lost'

So in other words love, it was my own fault for being in a shitty club, thanks.

Well this lost property code was shit all use to me as my insurance only covers stolen. Brilliant.

This concluded in me now having my old phone which is so old and scratch it looks like its been chucked off a cliff. Repeatedly.

So i needed to find a cheap replacement so hello Ebay. I found a new unlocked sony ericsson that looked cute and was only 40 quid. Job done.

Few days pass and i'm wondering where the hell is this phone. Just as i walk through the living room i notice a red slip that looks like a royal mail slip. Oh yes it is, the bloody thing was delivered yesterday and i hadn't noticed. I was so excited i walked all the way from town to the office near dixon's chimney.

Everything was fine with the package and then damn! the sim card was invalid a bloody marvellous.

I got in touch with 'carolineinpink' and no such luck to return it. Apparently network 3 have blocked sim cards that only work in certain phones. I have now become a Ebay seller haha.

Next happened yesterday. The internet stopped working and we were told that a technician would be arriving between half 8 and half 1. My parents were both at work so i was elected as the stop at home internet nanny. Fair enough i didn't have uni until half 1 so hopefully they would come in the morning.

So my morning consisted of GM:TV, will and grace, Jeremy Kyle, This Morning, loose women and STILL no technician. I eventually ring at 1pm to which i'm told by Andy after what seems like a lifetime on hold that the technician has us down but it could be up to 5pm. A whole day ruined! 'Anything else i can help you with?' Yeah Andy there is: you can bloody start by sacking which ever bitch told us they were arriving in the morning and give me my morning of watching trash tv back!

The technicians eventually arrived at 4pm. No drinks were offered to them instead i sat in the kitchen in a huff.

Now today, my laptop was expected to be delivered. Now, i understand a person could get it wrong, but a delivery partner that does it for a living and specialises in delivering goods? Oh yes believe me they can. I had been told the delivery would be between 8 and 1. Great, as again i am at uni in the afternoon. So i spend another morning waiting around until at 11 Lisa from the delivery partner rings me.
'apologises but your laptop has actually been sent to the Newcastle depot instead of the Carlisle' Right. I'm totally in awe that they had made this error they are a delivery company! The complete idiots!

So now i realise i am buying things in shops from now on! It's much easier and less stressful.

xxx

An update on all things Georgie

Wow haven't wrote on this for ages. Thought i had better update this about things that have recently.
(and it gives me a chance to procrastinate from Katrin's essay again)

Ah, procrastination- my favourite past time. Seriously it is! These last few weeks trying to do anything remotely worthwhile is hard. I start the task then find something shiny or silly to look at.

My feelings of uni haven't really improved, although i don't think i'm as angry with them as some people. It makes me so sad to see people upset with uni, i mean they give you the lectures, the work to do, the exams, the revision, they are easily available to talk to and still people are angry because they are really bad at time management. (and before i get an angry phone call Tash, i realise you're ill and stressed)

Lauren and Conny were going home for the summer and only a select few made the effort to turn up. I was boiling that night. Aren't we supposed to be students living it up? not staying home because we had work due in. I postponed that night out THREE times and still people couldn't manage their time to come and say goodbye to some people that we are not going to see for 5 months. It's madness we hardly ever go out as a course.

I realise we have portfolios to do, but if it stresses people out so much why do they not do it before the deadline? I finished my at the start of the week for the reason we were going out.

Tony organised a trip to Edinburgh the other day and only 3 people went. It was so sad because people seemed really excited at the time about it then it got to the day before and THEY realised that they hadn't got the time to have fun because we had an essay due in on Friday. Sam recoiling in horror: "he should of organised it last week when we had nothing"

ERm, no Sam we were given the essay 3 weeks ago and Tony told us two weeks ago this is when the trip was going to be. So once the journalism course failed in their time management- horray!

I'm not saying i'm better than anyone on my course, far from it. I hold my hands up that i am crap at time management but i went to Edinburgh and i loved it. I'm so glad i went because none of us exept three people handed in the essays so the people that didn't go for that reason really should kick themselves. hard.

I still haven't done my essay and it's now Tuesday, but i am mad. If this was any of our other tutors essays they would be hounding us as to why it's late and with 7 people not handing it in on time, as a tutor i would be worrying that these people are struggling.

But Katrin? Not a peep. Not even an email saying she has realised they are late. Nothing. So why should i worry about it if she clearly doesn't care?

I also have two exams next week, still havent revised for them and i can't find the energy. I have no idea what is wrong with me. I've lost all my resolve, but i guess it isn't Uni's fault and i don't agree people should be blaming their lack of work on the Uni.

But hey ho. Got to just keep on plodding along and hope i scrape a pass.

Rant over people!!!

Ps: Tash, you are not included because you are ill and it wouldn't be fair to diss you in your current situation, plus you're fit hehe x

The chav stereotype

I wore tracksuit bottoms today. For the first time in over 4 years. It was a wierd and hilarious experience.

We all associate so-called 'chavs' with the stereotypical trackies and today i made my own social experiment.

Firstly i took my little sister to school. A young girl wearing trackies and holding a little girls hand screams 'young mum' As i was walking to school i passed a middle aged woman and smiled sweetly and said good morning. The look on her face was priceless as she answered.

Next i walked to uni listening to my ipod and thought i would try something different. I walked passed a young boy at the bus stop, looking at me like i was going to beat him up, and put my ipod up to the higest volume while skipping to Linkin Park (yeah i dont know why they are still on my ipod either) He stared at me with disbelief. Is this chav really listening to 'greebo' music? confused looks all round.

I also smiled at an old lady who gave me the dirtiest look she could muster. So. yeah Job done. Most people do judge you on what you are wearing and what you look like. So next time you are walking down the street and see someone wearing trackies- don't judge them they are not definitely a chav, unless of course they start spitting at you, throwing things or shouting obcenities. Then yeah judge the chav.

Ciao for now xxx

spring is here!!! er..woo?

Horray!!! Spring is finally here! The sun is shining in the sky, the sky is a gorgeous blue, birds are singing...so why do i still feel so larthargic and down in the dumps?

I should be skipping everywhere and talking to birds like some sort of metalist, but the truth is i only feel like that when i'm not in the building that has University of Cumbria written in big letters.

Yes, i have become lazy again. Lazy with my education. Last week i was on a high- i had a brilliant interview that made me feel like a journalist for once and a chance of getting published somewhere. With that chance falling flat on it's arse as quick as a toddler learning to walk with banana shoes on (ok that was a crap simile, leave me alone) i'm back in this building learning about colours. I kid you not.

I have so much to do as well- My mother and my boyfriend are back here and to top it all off i have two exams next week, a 2000 word essay, the page of the magazine to start, articles to sub and then the website to build. I have realised i have more in my life than just this course and i have no idea how to fit it all in. So much so i feel tired, stressed and very close to my head exploding.

I was blaming Uni for this stress too. Oh yeah they just give us all this work at the same time blah blah when really it's my own fault for managing my time badly.

Then something interesting happened today- Molly invited me to her house party. My intial reaction was "no i have too much work to do", but the more i thought about it the more i realised that i will get home see my little sister and then procrastinate for the rest of the night anyway.

So screw it i am going to the party and i am going to have fun, whether i like it or not.

Oh yeah, if you are feeling as stressed as i am here is some monkeys looking through some binnoculas in Africa. Well, it made me laugh!

Enjoy the sunshine!!
xxx

Valentines, schmalentines

Valentine's Day or Saint Valentine's Day is a holiday celebrated on February 14 by many people throughout the world. In the West, it is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other by sending Valentine's cards, presenting flowers, or offering confectionery

Eek. Why do we need this day to express our love? Do on the other 364 days involve us just liking wach other? Does Feb 14th really make us fall head over heels in love with our other half then when the clock strikes 12am BOOM the love has gone. Bollocks.

Numerous early Christian martyrs were named Valentine. Yeah, so now apparently love is associated with martyrdom. St Valentine was actually a martyr from ancient Rome. How romantic.

As you have probably realised- i hate Valentine's Day. I think its a complete waste of time and coporate hallmark crap. I don't need a card and presents to be shown im loved. The day makes single people feel lonely and the people in relationships under pressure to show what a wonderful couple they are. People get competetive with their relationship and i think it is silly.

Don't get me wrong, me and Andi have had two wonderful Valentine's days together- by ourselves.

I don't like going out for the simple reason you are being scrutinised by everyone: "ooh look at them wonder how long they will last. wonder if he got her flowers" blah.

Andi buys me things i and i buy him things all the time. We have a wonderful solid relationship that i don't need confirmed with a flimsy card and some wilting flowers.

So my advice is to ignore this stupid day- it's not even a proper holiday it's made up- and show your partner you love them everyday. Because love is forever, not just for Valentines day!

Personally, i blame Geoffrey Chaucer. The bugger.

lots of love, everyday!

xxxxxx

My new love

I have to confess. I have fallen in love. With a woman named Stephanie Calman. I really think it was the best interview i have ever done. She is the nicest person and is so down to earth even if she has had a huge success with her writing.

So at the beginning of last week i was feeling very low about my journalism. I just can't seem to get it right at the moment. I had no passion for it anymore. And now i have met this lovely woman who admits she was also bottom in english and had notalent for creative writing at all. She was just persistent. She has taught me the most out of everyone in my education so far, and i love her for it.

I realise now that i can get there. I love writing in my own style. Stuff the boring yarn that newspapers have you write. My family life is exciting to all of my friends so why can it not be exciting to the rest of the country. I am feeling really ambitious now. This article has shown me that if i am passionate about what i am writing about the words just flow, much the same as this blog.

I am a wierd person and now i can put this to good use. I'm off to amazon to look for James Thurber and SJ Perelman books. Non-fiction is now my way forward. Or if all else fails i have found the magazine i can write for: Front. If you don't know what that is, look it up. If you do, you know i would be like a duck to water in that magazine.

Oh, and look up Stephanie Calman. She is a great person.

Ciao for now!

xxx

Stuck in a rut or should that be runt? ho ho

I just read Adams Blog and it got me to thinking about my attitude to Uni.

I really don't know what to do with myself at the minute. It's great having Andi back, don't get me wrong but the last few weeks have been seriously stressing me out.

It's like i have lost all interest in uni. Part of me wishes that i had just got a full time job and worked up that ladder instead of running up this massive debt. It all started when Terry gave me feed back on my portfolio and general print 1 work. Afterwards i just wanted to shoot myself in the head. The confidence i was gaining was shattered right there in that 5 minute conversation. Yes, i know Terry didn't mean it to do that, but it did.

My grammar's shit. my articles are shit. my interviews are shit. I'm just generally shit. Cheers TK, im leaving your appreciation society on Facebook.

I can take critisism no bother. But this was like a kick in the face. Then he asked me if i was at all bothered about this degree as it seems to him that it's only a small part of my life. Well no Terry, paying £3.500 a year for this conversation i can't say it is only that.

I just feel really dumb and can't really talk about it to anyone. I blurted it out in Costas the other day and Dan gave me some advice. Still i don't think journalism is for me, maybe some part of it, i haven't decided.

My passion for this course has gone. Maybe i should just get pregnant now and live off benefits. That's a joke. Obviously.

I've realised this blog sounds depressing. I guess i am at the moment, but i'll survive. I'll pass get my degree and settle in some mediocre job somewhere. It'll be great.