While TypePad is a perfectly fine host, they very inconsiderately suspended my account for a week because I may have missed a few payments! They should consider what living on £57 a week is like!! It was my fault really but I had to wait until they cleared the payments and sit on my hands longing to post. I've been moaning for ages about the 'bloggers flu' thats going round, symptoms being lack of inspiration, drive and creativity. But a dose of positive compliments and the realisation that some people do appreciate something different was just the antidote I needed and I'm back in business! Well, more like anti-business because I am very poor.
So I turned blogging loves into photography and stalked everywhere with my camera this week in hope of a look into life here. It may help the people who've emailed me about Manchester Uni too...
Most importantly, what have I been wearing? Errr clothes? In one week I went to three fancy dress nights- sailor, nu rave and super hero. I had suspicions that cutting up the comic strip dress really wasn't a good idea but went ahead anyway and then it turns out the 'bop' night was heros and villains theme. Woops. I fashioned the bottom bit into a skirt and used a million safety pins to tack it onto the dress. As for the pink afro, I don't exactly know who this guy is?? Sometimes I get flash backs when I walk past people and I've made too many 'best friends' on nights out but kind of fail to remember who they were...?? The jelly was my vodka jelly which was the WORST idea EVER!! A litre of vodka was used up on 2 bowls and 2 cups so we worked out the each spoonful was at least a shot... ewww. In the afro picture I look marginally ok but I woke up in the morning still fully dressed with shoes on and so many holes in my tights they barely existed?! Turns out I was chucked out the bop for some reason?? I think it was because I fell over the metal barrier. Ouch. My room was 10 seconds away so all was ok (apart from the bruises) I also don't advise making punch, as last night my friend was so ill we went straight into the club toilets and straight back out to a taxi, we didn't even get to the bar let alone the dance floor! Also the toilet attendant hated me because I tried to use her makeup brush holder as a cup to get my friend water. Woooops. So apart from dressing up I've just been wearing the usual. I may start daily outfit posting again?
As for lectures, I'm missing more than I should be and not understanding anything to do with accounting, textile science or applied production processes, which is basically everything on my course. It's actually a BSc so it annoys me when people deem it only an 'unreal' course because they think it's all about fashion. I wish! Most of my lectures are in a big building at the very top of the campus so it's quite quiet and eerie.
This is the library and one of my lectures near the start. At the beginning of term it was hard to find a seat but now there are empty benches all the time. Almost all mine last 2 hours, but once it hits 45 minutes I can't keep my eyes open and often have a little snooze.
My halls weren't exactly the height of perfection to start with but now they get more scummy by the day. The fire alarms have nearly all stopped after warnings we would have to move out but even this week the door window was smashed up and on Monday morning there was a trolley on the first floor...?
On nights when I don't end up going out like tonight I try and do the million essays from hell I've had but end up leaving them until waaay too late. Halls next door still get fire alarms and every night there are screams, bottle smashing and singing. Last night someone gave a nice rendition of high school musical at 3am??
So thats the week lost in the blogsphere black hole. Not being able to post made me realise how much I love the flying saucer world, and now I've got a big backlog of fashion posts that should surface within the next few days!