I want to live here. Do you think they’ll keep it until April for me :(.
I want to live here. Do you think they’ll keep it until April for me :(.
Fancy a bed above your kitchen people?
I have no idea why I’m flat hunting 4/5 months in advance. All it means is I find a dead nice place that I need to live in and greet when I realise it’s already under offer and it will never be mine. Why do I do this to myself?
and trying to find nice places, for reasonable prices that aren’t over run with Brits who only want to eat full breakfasts and drink pints all day long, that have some culture, that allow you to be self-catering with good weather that aren’t pure ages away from the airport, and for some reason, lol, it is proving pretty difficult.
P.s. I wanted to go to Kos. I’ve never been to Greece. Why are there no flights from anywhere in Scotland to Kos?
Having exactly the right amount of cash for your food shopping is a good feeling.
“There’s a plane leaving for anywhere you want right now, and in an hour, and in a day, and in a year. You can get out whenever you want, it’s comforting I think.”
Omg. Too cute.
One thing I hate more than anything. Someone telling you that what you’ve done is stupid and you’re going to live to regret it. You might be 10, 20 or 30 years older than I am, but you are not me.
If you’re unhappy with something I’ve done, fine. But let me decide what I will or will not regret about my own life. I’m all for learning from other peoples mistakes and all but seriously, enough already.
You’ve lived your life, now let me live mine - my way.
I think I know what a lot of people’s thoughts will be on this matter - and they were thoughts I thought I shared until quite recently. If you’re going to give me a lecture on how much I’m going to regret this for the rest of my life you obviously don’t know me and should back the fuck off.
So, Mairi and me decided to get tattoos together. If you don’t know what they’re from check out the movie Hedwig and the Angry Inch or click this if you can’t be arsed (although I’d recomend the movie, it’s fucking fantastic.)
I love this girl more than anything - and regardless of our future (hopefully it’ll be together though :P) I will never deny the fact that at that time in my life she was mine and had my heart. That’s what this tattoo represents to me. I fucking love it, and out of all my tattoo’s would say it’s quite possibly my favourite.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, ‘matching’ tattoos are not for everyone, but that doesn’t mean that they’re always a bad idea. They’re a fucking awesome idea, if done for the right, often very personal reasons.
Now please excuse me whilst I go and pull my girlfriends top up again so I can stare at her ribs for another hour - smiling.
57 days until Mairi goes to Tanzania for a month. I know a month is no time at all but it’s still rubbish. I was planning on spending those four weeks going proper mental with uni work but it turns we’re getting a four week Easter this year - starting on the date she leaves and finishing on the day she comes back. FUCKING RUBBISH.
and failing drastically.
I never have a problem picking which course to study since GSA only ever really put on one that’s even suitable for Photography students. However, this term there were two courses that interested me and although I really fucking enjoy my one I’m now wishing the lectures for the other course were on at a different time.
Why?
Because the last lecture involved watching many Bikini Kill videos amongst other fucking awesome stuff. I’m so going to ask for them lecture notes.
(Source: foreverkindofllove)