goodbye 2007, hello two thousand and rad

so yeh, i haven't written in ages, i've been sleeping and shit. mad times. anyway, it's a new year, which means i will continue to do exactly what i have been doing before whether i like it or not, because i know no other way. there's a depressing thought. i have had a rad christmas holiday though, seeing some lovely people, meeting some lovely people, avoiding some not so lovely people, and getting a salivary gland stone.

i got a job at waterstone's, which was probably the best and most fun job i'll have in a long time. i met some totally delicious people, made friends with them, crashed on their sofas, got really drunk and fell off my chair in front of them and made some good memories, only to say goodbye to them all within a couple of weeks. but that's life. i think i heard some of the best quotes of my life there, off the top of my head:

"My daughter is 23, but she really likes spaghetti!"

"I'm looking for a book, I can't remember the title or the author, but it's green and about this big"

"Not planning on dying anytime soon I see"

"Why don't they make 'Charlie goes to rehab after getting messed up on E numbers and sexually assaulting and killing lola'?"


i spent a disturbing amount of time with luke. it was the worst. among other incidents, he tried to push me into the yorkshire bbc building in a morrison's trolley, wrote "i've got maddy" on my arm in permanent marker (i haven't), told my dad i put coke up my bum, made me listen to christina aguilera's christmas album and then we threw orange segments at dangerous drivers.

christmas was cool, i spent christmas eve with kaylie ice skating it up in hyde park like lovers do, and watching beowulf in 3d at the imax, like lovers do. kaylie is rad. christmas day was also rad, i received many most delightful gifts, the highlights being a rad new guitar and a rad smoothie maker so that i don't have to chew my food anymore. rad.

then new years, which was also rad. me and tommy jumped on a train and got ultra live at sam isaac's house, where we watched high school musical and played singstar. i beat sam isaac at singstar, which literally makes me better at singing than a popstar. suck that isaac. then new years' day was a mess, i was hungover as hell trying to get back to st albans for my sister's birthday unaware that west ham and west hampstead aren't actually the same place. hello jubilee line. hello the whole of london. in case you were worried, i got back in time.

that's it from me. i'll update this thing more when i'm back in leeds, doing maths and shit. i have two new flatmates, i hope they're rad.

night x