Can't Get No Sleep

I may fall asleep at the keyboard tonight. I am so tired. It's been crazy at work this week and I have no energy or motivation left. Which is great timing for the first day back to uni tomorrow. Can't wait to get up in 7 hours for that. At least it's only an hour long lecture then I can come home and nap before work. After going to Asda, and cooking, and cleaning the flat. So maybe no time for a nap then.

If I could get a decent nights sleep it might help. I keep having weird dreams. Mostly about work. Great. I just want a good sleep. Please? Pretty please?

The C Word

People really need to stop saying the C word all the time. I really don't give a shit if theres only 13 more Saturdays 'til Christmas or whatever else it is, stop fucking talking about it, it's September for god sake! Please stop talking about it.

Christmas doesn't always mean fun and games for everyone. Some people have to work like fuck over Christmas cause you know, people want to go out for meals and shit. Really, just stay at fucking home! And don't walk in going "are you having a good Christmas?" to me.Yeah I love giving up my day so you don't have to cook. At least the job I'm in now doesn't open on Christmas day.

And to make it even better uni always makes exams at the start of January. Yay revision over Christmas and New Year.

But enough of that rant, it'll get worse the closer to Christmas.

Argh

Argh.

That is all!

What a fucking day. 

4th year sounds scary as fuck! Like properly I want to run away and hide from it scary. As much as I just want to get started with it all at the same time I'm terrified. The amount of work is crazy. I'll be living in the library for the next year!

I think my social life will consist of going to work and uni..maybe the occasional meeting up with friends...yay!

Then work last night :( it was such a busy day. I can't wait to actually have a night off, only 3 more shifts to go! 

I'm very tired now and need sleep.

Free Shit

Ahh the Vengaboys last night was amazing! Like probably the best freshers night I've been too. Apart from the slow as shit service in the bar, that made the already 20 minute wait to get to the bar really annoying. All the out their faces 18 year olds going wild. Yeah we've got it by now, you've finally left home, you can actually go out and get wasted legally. Woop woop. Big fucking deal! It's not like you are the first lot of freshers/18 year olds now shut the fuck up and get hame! Ahh rant over.

Fresher's Fair today was pretty good though, I now have so many bar discount cards that I can't actually fit them all into my purse. Oops. And so many vouchers for free food and drinks. Yay :) Every students favorite thing. And free Garage hoodies. That's all you need in life, there so cosy for winter and perfect for hangovers, I don't know how I coped before my garage hoody.

Annnnd there's the pint glass full of condoms. Like seriously.

Yeah. We walked past the union stand and the guy held out a bucket full of condoms, and when we politely declined he started grabbing handfuls and threw them into mine and Hannah's bags. While shouting "you'll need these, you never know what you might encounter out there." Mhm, a little bit scared now. I think I might never leave my bed/flat again now. Thanks pal.

Always Changing

So yesterday I read on the BBC news app that they want to change the classifications. So a first will be split to A+, A and A-, and so on. Which yeah in theory is great but what happens with all the older degrees that have already just been given a first etc? 

It's like when they scrapped Standard Grades, like right after I did them. It was a great feeling sitting in Higher Art to be told that they now thought SG's were "useless" cause too many people were passing and getting good grades leaving them irrelevant. Yeah thanks, I loved spending two years working on them for nothing. Thanks guys!

Although I think my art teacher may have been exaggerating to piss me off. She hated me. And banned one of the other teachers from talking to me cause I was "too easily distracted." And i probably part of the reason, along with women's magazine and size zero celebrities, that I constantly worry about getting fat. 

We were doing our design projects for coursework and she kept telling me the models I was drawing were "too fat" and that "STYLISH IS SKINNY." She got a bit hysterical about that part and kept saying it over and over, going on about how she gave up on being stylish cause she wasn't thin enough. 

Which is probably not the best thing to be saying to a class full of 16 year girls. Thanks!

Rage

So again technology has been a bitch today. I swear it hates me. First my iphone wouldn't back up to icloud, so I tried to get it sorted out at the Apple shop yesterday, got there to disover that it had decdided to start working again randomly. So the guy checked my phone to see if there was any problems and told me to restore my phone cause there was crashed apps making it go slow. No idea what that even means but it's all good.

Or so I thought. So I backed my phone up to my laptop this afternoon, just to make sure it was properly backed up. That part worked no problem. I then tried to restore it and it wouldn't work, I tried to up date it and it told me to download the new itunes.

So after downloading itunes and restarting my laptop like it said to do, it hadn't downloaded, so I did it again, got my phone to update and then it took an hour to "restore" everything. And all my apps were gone. Fucking wankers.

Seriously technology is a bitch.

Tonight Suzanne and I went to the Trinity student take over. What a load of shit. They promised free stuff, we got free advertisement flyers for their shops. Thanks guys! And discount bands for Officers Club, cause you know I buy so much men's clothes...

And of course I have to work tomorrow so I can't go to the Bon Accord lock in, so roll on the freshers fair to get decent free shit.

And now being the wild one that I am, I'm having an early night instead of going to Priory's foam party. As much as I love foam parties, Priory is like going to Mcdonalds for supper, something you don't do unless you're desperate, or hungover. 

Fresher's Flu

It's been two days of Fresher's and I'm already suffering from the dreaded fresher's flu. My throat feels like it's closing up. This is clearly a sign that I need to stop drinking. 

Last night got a bit crazy again. I'm not going to get into too much details, but there was nearly a fight with the bouncers from a strip club. Enough said. Anything can happen during freshers. Like the guy I saw earlier going up Union Street on a bike wearing what looked like a table cloth as a cape. The fuck?

Although I managed to have some will power for the first time ever and say no to going out tonight, mainly cause I don't want to spend my only day off this week hungover, and partly cause I think my throat will die if I drink again tonight.

Foam party tomorrow though ;)

So now after eating a stupid amount junk food to make myself feel better (the diet can start next week ;) It's time for an early night now.

Liver Failure

By the end of freshers I will be broken. 

The hangover I have today is disgusting. Along with the skint knee, and bruises. But it's freshers so it's fine. Then the still being drunk at  work this morning. Oops. 

So of course I'm going out again tonight. It's a leaving night so it'll be a bit of a sad one but it should be a good one. If I ever get up the motivate to shower and get ready. Lazy.com!

Happy hangovers :)

Freshers Week

So it's Fresher's Week, the only week of the year that it's acceptable to spend more time drunk than sober. Well apart from when being on holiday. 

The plus points of freshers week:

1. Alcohol. Lots of it. And very cheap. And lots of it.
2. Free stuff! Hoodies, bottle openers, food, drinks and other shit you really don't need or will ever use.
3. Laughing at the 18 year olds that can't handle their drink.
4. Random nights with the old bands you used to love, Vengaboys, 5ive or Blazin' Squad Anyone? Bring on the cheese!

And of course there's the down side of Freshers:

1. 18 year old's being drunk. And spewing. And loudly shrieking. 18 year old's in general. 
2. The vomit all over the streets.
3. The shit club nights every year. Toga parties are fun the first time, after a few going out in  a sheet is shit. And foam parties that make you unable to breathe or see, no that does not give you an excuse to try to get a sly grope.
4. The ridiculous amount they charge to get into clubs. Yeah I want to see the Vengaboys but I don't really want to pay £8 for it!
5. The shit chat up lines, "Are you a fresher?" Will never get you laid! Also being hit on  by 18 year olds. Yuck no thanks.
6. Freshers flu. When every student in Aberdeen feels like death after a week of partying.

Despite the amount I seem to hate Freshers I still can't wait to go get very drunk with the uni girls tonight! Yay alcohol! 

Girl Date

So tonight I saw one of the besties for the first time since Turkey. It was so good :)

White House Down was such a good film. Although anything with Channing Tatum is good with me. Hot as fuck! But anyway, aside from that it was a good film. I never thought a film that's about terrorists trying to kill a president could be so funny! Like when the president is running about with a suit and a pair of trainers on, or when the tour guide has a hissy fit with the terrorists for wrecking the antiques in the White House, then hitting one of them over the head with a German clock.

Although the film could have been greatly improved had Channing Tatum been topless throughout it.

Then Giraffe for food. I fucking love Giraffe. Amazing :)

There's nothing better than a catch up with friends, it's what make life good.

I Got A Hangover

Yuck :( I have one of the worst hangovers of my life today. Like spent half of the day sitting on my bathroom floor, throwing up everything I ate bad.

I will never drink another purple rain again. Purple rain is sambuca and blue curaso mixed together in a wine glass, it's then set on fire and poured into a normal glass, you drink the shot, suck the fumes up with a straw from the wine glass then snort the remaining liquid. Which sounds like the devils drink. 

They used to be ok when I was 18, but now not so much. Getting older is balls, at the ripe age of 22 it's maybe time I started to grow up, and face the fact that I'll be 30 one day. Nah who am I kidding, my liver and lungs (not to mention my sanity) are not likely to hold out another 8 years!

The thought of a three day drinking binge is painful, although I have managed to squeeze in a few this year. Hangovers are agony, maybe dying could be less painful? I hardly wear heels out unless it's a Saturday night, and even then it's too much effort, I stay off the drink (or at least don't drink as much as I normally would) if I have work the next day, cause the thought of being hungover at work is not something I like to entertain. 

The list of the realisation's that your getting is endless, but here's a few of mine:

1. Drinking becomes a challenge. Shots go out of the window, a night out is started with "no jager tonight," followed by "maybe a few sambucca, but no more than that," and "one or two tequila is ok I suppose." Drinking games feel barbaric and pre drinking involves a few glasses of wine, instead of a few bottles.
2. While out you tend to avoid clubs that are "too busy." If you can't move then you don't go any more, if it's too cold outside then you avoid smoking. If the toilets are horrible (which the majority of time they are) then you try to avoid going.
3. The hangovers are killer. A whole day in bed feels like the best way to recuperate. And if you need to do anything that day the thought is painful. Even the smell of a drink makes you feel sick, and food is best avoided the majority of the day.
4. When you see 6am it's no longer because you are just going to bed. Bed time is now half 10, 11 at a push. After having a nap earlier that day. 6am is now the time you get up, sober, for work etc. And a "late night" is staying up past midnight.
5. Everything starts to hurt. Constantly. Especially after anything that required minimal effort. 
6. When people phone you after 9ish they ask if they woke you, before telling you how tired you sound. Then get off the phone quickly so they can let you sleep.
7. You actually eat breakfast, for breakfast. Instead of chocolate, crisps and other junk food before 9am classes, and "breakfast foods" for lunch or dinner. As much as chocolate for meals sounds amazing the thought of it...
8. Finally, there's being an actual grown up. Having to do washing and cleaning, learning how to cook real food instead of pot noodles and doing your own shopping.

Yeah fuck growing up. Like seriously!

Pre-Freshers?

Despite probably killing my liver in Turkey I've been desperate for a night out since we got home. Strange yes, but I think all the amazing nights out there have got me too buzzin for it. So yay finally tonight it's a cheeky pre-freshers night out. Can't wait!

This week and next week is the last of my social life for a while. It's back to uni after that, and I'm working for most of freshers week which sucks but the money will be worth it I suppose.

I'm pretty sure that after a night out in Aberdeen it will kill my enthusiasm for drinking after seeing just how shit Aberdeen is for going out. But yay alcohol :) I have my beer already opened so now just to quickly get ready and then off to the pub!

Can't wait for tomorrows hangover! See you then bitches :)

Winter Is Balls

It's the second worst time of the year again, winter. It's colder, more rainy, windier, and it will most likely snow.

Who needs the cold and snow? Like seriously I don't want to have to start wearing more clothes cause of the weather, I don't want to buy more scarfs and gloves cause I can't remember where I put last years one. I don't want to try to find another winter jacket. The only good thing about winter clothes is ugg boots. They are so cosy! But get wrecked in the snow and rain. Again winter is shit!

And then there's getting ill. The whole cold/flu thing. Like I have time to get sick. I don't want the sore throat, the coughing or sniffing, the generally feeling crap thing. Fuck off with that one. 

Screw this I'm hibernating until summer again. I'll see the outside world in April.

Technically Challenged

Technology actually hates me. Like properly hates me. The amount of things technology related that goes wrong for me is stupid.

Like my new printer. I swear the thing is evil. It took me 15 minutes to figure out how to put the ink in the stupid thing. There was too many things to take off and move and shit, then get into the printer. And that was after the fight to get it out of the damn box in the first place.

Then there's trying to set it up with the wifi to my laptop. The fuck! Set the actual printer up, put the disk in and all that shit, but it won't work. Googled it, still can't figure it out. So of course I gave up. Obviously. So it's waiting until Daddy comes to visit to do it for me :) Really when he asked me if I'd be able to do it my self I should have said no, but no of course I had to be like oh yeah I can do it myself. Stupid!

Then there's my laptop. There was the time it wouldn't switch on, but that one was my fault for spilling a pint of fanta on it. My own fault. Of course being me it was two days before my Media History exam, resulting in me revising the whole fucking thing off my phone. My own fault for knocking over the fanta, and for leaving all my revision until the last minute. But I got an A so it's all good! Yay :)

Then there was when my laptop decided to stop charging, something to do with pins? No idea, but now I have to move the wires about to get it to charge and the cable falls out so easily, it's like I can't move my laptop when it's plugged in to make sure it will actually charge. 

My old laptop is a whole other story. That thing just gave up on me, and to be fair I needed a new one anyway, and this one is so much prettier, it's pink,my favourite colour, being as girly as I am.

Phones don't really like me either, but somehow my I-Phone has survived a year with me, I only lost it twice, the first time I got it replaced and the second time I managed to get it back. Yay. Somehow despite the the number of times I've dropped it I've never managed to smash the screen on it, something I'm quite proud of. 

But now it's time to go to sleep before I can break anymore technology. Night!

What's My Age Again?

So the Lion King. As well as my obsession with music and addiction to shopping I have a (probably unhealthy) obsession with the Lion King. It's my favourite film. As childish as that is I love it. It always cheers me up when I feel crap (like last night after all my stupid accidents) after a good cry when Mufasa dies.

But not only is it a great film it also teaches you valuable life lessons. Like the Circle of Life, which is also a great song. The Circle of Life, where every living thing has a contribution to the continuation of the world as we know it. "When we die, our bodies become the grass, and the antelope eat the grass. And so we are all connected in the great circle of life." And without the Circle of Life (like when Scar takes over) everything goes to shit. Like no food or water or anything and everything will die. But yay Simba saves the day and overthrows Scar, obviously.

Next valuable lesson, if you've got a dick of an uncle don't listen to him, especially with a name like Scar, he's clearly a bastard. Seriosly the name is kind of a give away! And he will do shitty things and blame you (kill your dad and make you believe it was you) lie to your family (tell them you died too) and then try to kill you. Stay the fuck away from him. 

Moving on from Mufasa's death :( RIP. I cry everytime I watch it, and sit there like just open your eyes, come just don't be dead. Breaks my heart. Which is stupid since I've seen it that much times I can say like every word along with it.But still. Simba later learns that even though you're family is gone they still live on in you. Cue "He Lives In You" from the sequel. 

"Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it or learn from it." Good old Rafiki, always the wise one. The past will always hurt but you can't avoid it, you need to face up to what's happened. Running away will never help, as proved but how much Scar fucked over the pride lands. But confronting the past can help to restore the future, as seen when Simba saves the day and defeats Scar. 

And finally, Hakuna Mutata. "It means no worries, for the rest of your daaaaaays." Enough said.

Writing this has made me want to go watch it again. So addicted.

From the Lion King last night to Shrek today, I really am such a kid. Like seriously I never want to grow up, the real world is a scary place. In the infamous words of Suzanne, "Peter Panning this shit 'til we're 40." 

Full Time Babysitter Please?

What a total shambles I've been today.

Seriously.

I've cut my thumb, got boiling water over my hand, hit my head and nearly fell of a kerb. And all this without alcohol. The fuck? And the cramps didn't help either.

I really should not be left on my own anymore. Like ever. One of these day's I will seriously hurt my self. I need a full time baby sitter for my own safety. Any takers? Please.

And just to make my night better all my friends are out and whatsapping me about it, just to rub it in that I've been working all night :( Screw them, I have my 50% vodka, and freshers starts next week! Hell yeah. Can't wait to get messy the whole week. Again.

Now it's time to watch the Lion King, so I can cry out all the hormones and cheer myself up at the same time. Yay :)

On Repeat

So people are still dicks. I really do wonder why I work I a restaurant. I go in happy,  but after a couple hours the smile becomes fake and the enthusiasm is forced. Like really is there any need? Although the free food and the tips totally makes up for the other crap. 

Pretty Fly For A White Guy had been stuck in my head all fucking day now, occasionally replaced by other songs for like 5 minuets at a time. It's driving me crazy now! Don't get me wrong it's a good song but Jesus fuck its annoying now! 

Autocorrect is a bitch too! It helps when I can't spell a work (pretty much all the time) but fucking hell, not ducking hell as it like to say! Dick. Clearly dick is my favourite insult today. It goes between dick, tool, wanker, bitch, and any other insult I can think of at the time. 

Night

Time Of My Life

Work still sucks... Honestly people are assholes. I have no idea why the hell I work in a job the requires dealing with the public, cause I really don't like people. If it wasn't for the fact I liked my social life too much I would honestly consider becoming a hermit. I'm a waitress, not a fucking pysic, sorry should I just know that you're going to turn up 45 mins late for your table? Or that the other two people aren't coming and you want to order. Calm yourself eh! 

So as I said last night I watched Dirty Dancing, for the millionth time. As much as I love Dirty Dancing I have to admit after seeing it (too) many times I'm starting to think the script for it wasn't that great. The story line is amazing, it's a classic obviously but the dialogue is pretty shit sometimes. Half the time Baby opened her mouth I want to tell her to get a grip, she just sounds so pathetic and unsure of what she's even saying.

I think I'm more angry than usual today, I'm still not over the holiday blues yet :( Life sucks!

This time last week I was trying (failing) to go scuba diving, drinking beer, cocktails, fishbowls and everything else in front of us, dancing on a bar, jumping about dancing in club like an insane person and then on bar street. Oh and playing with a moneky ;)

Actual monkeys...not whatever your dirty mind jumped to!

And then this week I cleaned my flat, made soup and served pizza, woo exciting times! Roll on next week for some exciting times haha.

Work Sucks, I Know...

So after two weeks off I went back to work tonight. It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, it helped cheer me up from the holiday blues I've been feeling. And the cheeky beer afterwards ;)

Although telling everyone about how amazing Turkey was did get a little depressing since I'm home.

Last Monday had to be one of the most random days ever. We went to the waterpark, where myself and Kristine proceeded to re-enact the Titanic every time our tubes floated away from each other, "Jack, come back Jack!" while dramatically trying to reach each other. That and the ammount we were throwing each other off the tubes, to be fair to say they thought we were a bit crazy. Especially when we got slushies and asked them to put vodka in them. Yum :)

This ended up with us going out after the park closed on a speed boat with three of the guys that worked there (I forgot their names). Probably not the smartest idea we had but we survived, soaked with salt water. Mmmm.

On the way home we worked out we had 50 lire between us, facing a difficult challenege, enough for a fishbowl or for food, obviously we chose the logical option, fishbowl. Eventually, after a shower and a pizza, we ended up on bar street. That place was wild. 

Ah the memories :(. Now it's time for bed and Dirty Dancing.

I carried a watermelon.

Challenge Accepted

So Suzanne made a bet with me that I can't keep a diary going a whole year so here it goes to prove her wrong! I'm not promising this is going to be interesting but I will try. It's probably mostly going to be me ranting about absolute shit or saying stupid things, story of my life!

Suzanne, challenge accepted :)

About me, I'm Stacey, a 22 media student in Aberdeen. I'm obsessed with music and have an addiction to shopping. I tend to drink too much and say a lot of stupid things, that I get laughed at and slagged off all the time for. Anyone else not know you were meant to blanch vegetables before freezing them or was that just me? Yeah, Suzanne laughed at me for hours about that one, like it's common knowledge or something! No idea how I cope living on my own.

I've just got from Marmaris, what a week that one was. Two of my best friends and myself. Fishbowls, 5am swims, water parks, free speedboats, cocktails, scuba diving, dancing on bars and getting called crazy a lot, and more fishbowls, cocktails, beers and shots. I'm surprised we all survived it.

Our first night there we arrived at like 2am, so being to normal people we are we got changed and went out. We found a bar just down the street from us and got wasted on fishbowls. We got back to our hotel and the bar was still open so we got more drinks, then decided that a 5am swim was a good idea. Kristine being the most mental of us all jumped in still dressed, where Marite and I went and changed into our bikinis, cause that's just what you do right? An hour later, and a couple other people jumping/being pushed in the water we finally made it to bed after 24 hours of travelling and drinking. Nice long lie the next morning? Hell no, four hours later we were up and out again.

*No names have been changed to protect the not so innocent ;)