why am i still working on this!?

i don't know if i physically have it in me to work on this dissertation stuff any more tonight. I'm spent for brain power, i've got a runny nose, and my stomach is bubbling on the inside (or gurgling, perhaps grumbling even), I do not plan on having any more Mr. Bagel curries any time in the near, far, or predictive future.  I just can't handle it any more.  I may also be over jelly candies, as those aren't making me feel top notch at the moment either. It might be that they just don't mix well with curries tho...
So, I am left here struggling to answer the questions that have been asked of me by my tutor, trying to come up with the responses that must be emailed sometime tomorrow. i am contemplating getting right into bed, and working on the dissertation early in the morning (early meaning before 7am when i have to get ready to go to east croydon to get my biometrics taken. yes, those things that were taken not more than a year and a half ago, the permanent kind of things that actually haven't changed since i've been born, and aren't ever going to change as far as i can tell...)
It might be that there are too many things for me to tackle at this moment, and putting small attempts into all areas isn't working.
Well, then it is decided, I will tackle one of the 3 things that i was meant to focus on, and leave the rest til tomorrow, when i will be much more awake and... lol, oh my....

good things

I was in leeds again this past weekend for a cross country race, but managed to make a trip to the local poverty aid shop.  there were some really good things there (as is the norm for charity shops, in my opinion).

Here we have the UNOFFICIAL Johnny Depp Mug.  Personally, I wasn't aware he had an official mug.

Had I more the £1.20 to my name at the time I wouldn't mind having an unofficial mug everyones favorite Pirates of the Caribbean actor....

I couldn't believe it when I found it, but it's actually Def Jef's luggage.  How sick is that? and not a bad couple of cases either. They look really secure, a nice blue color, and clearly labeled, not to be mistaken for say, Ref Jef's luggage (whatever that might look like).

This is me.  The Woman on the bus.  i spent a solid 9 hours on the bus over the weekend (somehow that only gets me to london and back).  Going down wasn't awful, arrived afterwork, had some good snacks, mobile internet and such, listened to some music (on my computer, since i for some reason always forget to charge my ipod), attempted to do some work.

The way back was a bit more eventful in a way.  I had to share seats with a guy that needed more room than i did (apparently).  which ALWAYS happens to me. I think I complain about this every other week. But, I really am sick of it.  I'm not so big, I don't take that much space in Bus or plane, or train seats.  For some reason people bigger than me think that means i should share that extra space. BUT I DONT WANT TO!! It's mine! I just want it all for myself, so i can like tuck all kinds of things around me, or fold my legs all over, or like turn around and what not.  I'm not usually rude, and I'm not sure i was even in this instance, but i told the guy to move his arm (I could no longer take being bumped into, in my space!), he did, for a bit.  Later, he got back at me by mumbling along to some really annoying music being played too loud.  I'm not sure which I mind more.  I'll have to figure it out by feb 1st, when i'll be making another journey up north. Woman on the bus. making a fuss.

that time it snowed

so a couple weeks back, it snowed.

and i went to leeds, even though the race got cancelled.

but i had a good time, and i ran in the snow, it was brilliant.

but i was a bit shocked at HOW much snow was on the roads.

after 5 days, this is how the roads remained.

puzzling.

phone blog dude

lol haven't posted in ages even tho there's loads of stories I wanna get down. Currently on a bus about to leave for leeds to run in the northern cross country champiomsjips. Yea.. Bit nervous an what not.
My knee feels like it might break off, it hurts to touch so bad that even kneeling on my bed (yea that cushy fluffy thing) is so painful I cringe....

internet chat

i talk on 4 different instnat messaging kinda things at the same time. fun.











   i dont know why those lines are there. i am so tired, i cant write any  more and i am going to sleep
its 11pm. cool/

2 million pixel camera

this is what 2 megapixels looks like.  it is also what my hip, bed and room look like in 2 megapixels.

tripping over my own feet

a few years back now, i wanted some winter boots. they were expensive (well, expensive for me), and my mom, she gave me some money towards the boots. my feet were warm, dry and cozy all winter thanks to her.  she got lucky and was able to purchase the same pair, in black,  on sale at the end of the winter.  they were lovely boots too. so lovely in fact i "borrowed" them and lugged em over to the other side of the ocean, where i was living on a little island called ireland.  they were absolutely the best, and i thought about my mom, and was thankful for her every time i wore them. no joke.
when i went home for a visit this past autumn, upon moving out of that lil island, i decided it was time to return the boots to their rightful owner.  BUT i happened to notice that my mom had gotten ANOTHER pair of boots, equally practical and well, that much cooler (yea, their timberlands, and don't feel bad she has em in black too).  being the kind of mom she is, she "traded" me the boots (meaning she got her own boots back, and i got some of more of her boots).  woooo! i was stoked!
I've been wearing these boots the past couple days, despite the fact that they are a little bit too big.  They look great with leggings and ankle warmers, duh.  the only downside is that they are, in fact, too big.  SO BIG, i tripped over them when i was running to cross the street before the light changed (i wasn't even in a hurry really).  i ended up falling over, managing to get back up, and cross before the light changed. when i did get to the other side of the road, i actually couldn't stop laughing to myself. it felt ridiculous and i can only imagine how it looked. clown shoes.

nice shoes, idiot

sometimes i wonder how it happens. how i have such strange interactions, with strangers. tonight on the way back to london, i sat at a table, across from a guy.  LOL, wow. He was a pretty cool looking dude, sitting there with his macbook, mini keyboard and iphone, making some tunes. then i looked under the table. he had on the stupidest shoes ever (sketchers?! seriously?!).  i immediately could not take this guy seriously (even tho we didn't talk or barely made eye contact, but if we did, i would probably die of laughter).  a random moment on the train, me sat there sewing and eating candy (?), him punching his macbook buttons, rudely interrupted by some stupid electronic music. i knew it was him i looked up and he was looking at me half surprise/ half apologetic.  it must be me that encourages weird behavior, after all i was the one that whispered, "are you making that noise?" (i don't know why i whispered, actually, but it just seemed appropriate), he shook his head no, and then pointed at the macbook..... THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING.

twenty ten

For new years i broke two phones in one go (well not me, a beverage Im assuming, probably of the beer variety).  Both tucked away neatly in my handbag, drowned in new years spirits, lol. the old one has seemed to revive itself, but there is no credit on it, and i cant be bothered with it any more.  the new one, the expensive complicated one is completely done for (probably has something to do with drunkenly leaving it on the heater to roast).
when i took it into the phone repair shop the men in their accused my phone of being an alcoholic, harassed me about america messin around in afghanistan, then told me i was sweet and wanted to know "who is the lucky boy that takes you to cinema?"
So tomorrow i will find out if it can be salvaged, for the small price of £30, and if not then i have to dish out £100 for a new one. happy new year. LOL.