post-coital haze face, of course. going to go into campus today and write my hero and leander essay, memorise that bitch and then tear it up in tomorrow’s exam. it’ll be grand. 9 days til freedom.
here is a photo of me looking sultry on the sofa. i’m in practice with the boys & their new drummer sam who’s really really good and has excellent jook. and enjoys scrubs so that’s a plus in everyone’s books. i’m also trying to do critical reading for hero and leander but ‘Cleavage: Sex in the Total Cinema of the Third Reich’ is just way more interesting than ‘Sexual Discovery and Renaissance Morality in Marlowe’s “Hero and Leander”’ and it’s too easy to get distracted on JSTOR because there are some prize nuggets of procrastination on that badboy. i did a photoshoot with sarah this morning for her flowers project and i got to keep a couple of roses so they’re just chilling in a plastic bottle on my desk until i can find a pint glass/vase-ish thing. it’s also a gloriously sunny day, and tonight i’m going to watch mama at smazz’s avec his housemates and have the absolute bollocks scared out of me. also we bought a ton of pokemon figurines and blutacked them to the dashboard of the smazzmobile. good days.
wouldn’t it be nice to find what you’re looking for?
i start my shift today at seven, which is rather exciting. last night was lovely; we went to mango’s for the battle of the bands which lilium won against this adorable barbershop quartet. there were many drinks and an american football team in togas, and i spent most of my night talking to two guys who are friends with tom vinall who is a guy on jono’s course. eventually went home avec smazz, and we stayed in bed until about 2, then we headed to rick stein’s and got crab nom nom nom. i’m going to make some attempt to tidy my room now before i head up to campus, but i’ll probably get distracted by reading old notebooks or painting my nails or something. today has been, and will be, a good day. to celebrate to goodness of this day, here is a silly photo of me and my thumbs
mew i’m a cat and i just did my nails
sidenote; all of my nail stuff is still in falmouth, at lily’s so all i had to work with is an ancient unlabelled red and a topcoat
WALES PHOTOS YAY!
1) nant gwynant, snowdonia.
taking the action shots was super super fun because i like jumping off rocks and pretending i’m all serene and whatnot.
2) about two hours before we were scrambling down a cliff face somewhere in gwynedd.
we look like a united colors of benetton advert which is both funny and kind of nice.
3)before the walk of dooooom in some foresty part above a waterfall
when terence and william were processing their photos they started photoshopping different facial features onto each of us and we discovered that katherine looks hilarious with william’s mouth on her face
photo dump, because i am tired and i don’t have any photos from wales yet. terence took some action shots of me jumping off rocks and various scenery and mostly it looks like i’m walking on air which is pretty cool because i like to pretend that i’m magic. i have spent the last week going for walks in the welsh hills, playing board games and eating a lot of insanely delicious food courtesy of katherine. i’m going back to falmouth on tuesday to get back to my annexe, my boys and my new job which is fairly exciting. i like bar work a lot more than working in a boiling hot chinese restaurant kitchen, and i need money. and i think i get a gym membership with the job which is super grand because i don’t have one and don’t want to pay for one. it’s sunday afternoon, the sun is shining wonderfully, and i’m going out to get dimsum with my family.
this could be one of two things; a seduction attempt, or what i look like if i’m incredibly tired
this is a photograph of myself that dom took one day in the recording studio, and i look like the only prostitute who bothered to turn up for work at ‘heaven and earth’ massage parlour. i have also spent today sleeping, eating asian snack food and not getting out of bed. what to do.
i have the same stupid pose and i’m alright with that. went to town today since ronks was driving and he wanted to go to cex. he bought heavy rain and i bought an alfred hitchcock boxset, then i went to new look and splashed dat cash because i need bright summery clothing to cheer me up since the weather’s so abysmal. i’m curled up in a blanket reading margaret atwood’s ‘cat’s eye’, eating tiny lindt easter eggs and watching terence play heavy rain. tomorrow i’m going to chinatown to see jono/lulu/rachel/alex and terence is coming to say hello and whatnot, then i will probably start revising on wednesday. stupidly i left my pencil case in falmouth and i can’t make revision notes if i don’t have a variety of coloured pens. problematic, yes, but i like things to be pretty particularly if they’re boring. also, i woke up this morning and realised that i look bangin’ and that i am indeed a hot mama (which is something i’ve picked up from re-reading lea’s tumblr) which is something that waxes and wanes with me, but for the past few weeks i have definitely been of the opinion that i’m fine as hell. that’s all, really, and i’m going to shut up and get off the internet now.