Boy, do I have a blog entry for you. You really have to read to the end of this post to enjoy my retelling of a rather bizarre beginning of the month.
It began with me accompanying a group of girls to Southampton for some clothes shopping. Wisely I decided to leave the girls to it, which was probably a good idea considering how difficult some of them were being at finding clothes. I was doing proper man shopping where I visited every male-clothes seller in the city and spent no longer than five minutes in each one. Sadly this experience made me realise how poor I am thanks to being a student. I walked into some shops, read a few price tags and then swiftly left, realising nothing in there was anywhere near my price range. This meant all my purchases came from cheap shops but I got some fantastic bargains, saving over £50 compared to the recommended retail prices (RRP). Here’s a few pics of things I have bought over the last few days.
From left to right: Stripy hoodie, already has become my favourite jumper. Space Invaders T-shirt that glows in the dark! Comic strip T-shirt. Animal from The Muppets T-shirt.
My new Doctor Who poster of a crack in time. This is so striking it’s quite difficult not to look at it when you are in my room. It’s a bit creepy actually.
It’s a Venus Fly Trap, bought at the local garden centre. I have a strange liking of carnivorous plants. I’m calling this one Vera.
Wowie. I have almost a new wardrobe there (yeah, I really don’t have that many clothes). I’ve bought quiet a lot of new things this term so far and it’s almost like I’m developing my character and who I am. What you wear is definitely a part of who you are. My choices today are much less bland than most of the clothes I own and I actually chose these myself so they are properly my style. I actually got called fashionable when I showed them off, which may well be a first. What do you think?
There was some drama in the kitchen this evening. Housemate Dani had had a migraine for a few hours and appeared in the kitchen like something from The Mummy, not looking very healthy at all. She proceeded to collapse on the floor, much to mine and Josh’s surprise.Apparently this has happened on many occasions and all was fine. Me and Josh did what we could, firstly checking she was alive and then calling the site stewards as is the protocol. The weirdest thing about the whole situation was the fact that Josh was dressed as the Milky Bar kid from the classic TV adverts when it happened. This meant he looked rather silly when two site stewards arrived though they didn’t appear to question this fact. Jaz was ready to be a hero of some kind and was prepared to carry Dani to the hospital and even thought about using something from the first aid box (goodness knows what) to help the situation. It was like being in comedy that was only mildly funny. Nothing like a collapse in the kitchen to wake you up a bit though.
Two final things before I leave you to get on with your busy life. After a long gap of not writing any, I have written a new poem. This one is a romantic one and people that know me might well be able to work out who it was written about. Of course I usually take a subject and over-dramatize it in order to make a good poem, I’m not quite the person described in the first stanza. You can read “Broken Heartbeat” here.
Today I discovered that Shrove Tuesday/Pancake Day is not until the 8th March. I am outraged. It's ALWAYS in February. I will not be able to function properly for days now I know this.
Over and Out.