Whoop ass

In the words of my favourite LM the festival has literally whooped my ass.....in between singing, working, studying and commuting I still seem to appear to have been drunk . every night. What a feast of a festival it was though SO MANY TALENTED PEOPLE IN THE WORLD.

After a week's recouperation I am now ready albeit not quite willing to embrace september, oh september the dullest of all the months, you havn't even got halloween.......still thanks for the memories August, I miss you already.

x

Geordie shore

Newcastle. Saturday evening. Madame Koos.

Oh. WOW

Two 'lowlights', well let's face it for blogging purposes highlights:

1)The actual confession of murder by Geordie no.1 at Newcastle central station

don't worry he was fabritcating a lot of chat

2)The threat of an actual 'take it outside' fistfight with geordie no.2 who apparently did not love my face.

Jeez what's not to love I'm the new snookie aye man pet.

Autumnal fun

Let's face it October and November are boring and cold

but it's fine because thanks to some Guy fawkes and pagans yada yada we also have the luxury of Halloween and Bonfire night:

Love: dressing up (i'm dressed up right now, why the hell not)

Hate: bangs.......seriously HATE them why would anyone like loud noises randomly; where is the fun in that, nonsense, I imagine my mother enjoyed fireworks too much when I was in the womb and that altered my firework-loving life forever.

Arty and Edgy

Instead of revising I have taken to improving my photography skills using 'hipstomatic'

i am basically arty and edgy

like all the people we hate

except I am not good at it.....nor at the revision apparently.

Red Red Wine

How old do you have to be before you have to stop using the phrase 'when I grow up'...................

when i grow up I would like a vineyard, preferably in the south of France and preferably one which produces a constant stream of perfect red wine.

WAKA WAKA

Shakira has genuinely implanted a desire in me to visit Africa.......yes she is from Columbia. There is a small chance this is not an iminent adventure but I am planning it already nonetheless. I hope to find at least one country in the continent where the only way to get around is to dance; I like to dance.

Mist and Fog

Havianas..........
yes they do look good and yes they would be considered reasonable attire in July
NOT in Edinburgh.
If my feet were plants they would run away in growth.
I don't mind rain, in fact I am one of those people who would run outside in the rain just to get wet and wallow in the feeling. However, I find mist and fog VERY unnerving and still fear that something is lurking in the shadows they create: ergo I DO NOT TRUST THE SKIES.