Dear Diary,

Here is a photograph of me booking my holiday...
This was just before they took over £800 more than they should have taken. THANKS GUYS. I'm getting it back and it's being hidden away!

I'm going on the 27th and I'm sure you wont miss my terrible blogging skills.

Marcus has gone to Barcelona to have fun on the beach and listen to music, BUT, in his absence he has left me some quite wonderful things :) He posted this c-ute little zine for me to pick up in front of the door whilst he's away. It has some lovely little letters in! I haven't finished reading it yet because I don't want to read it all at once. It's the cutest thing EVEREVEREVER. He has also left me something for each day he's away. What a sweetheart. I wont go further into it as he'll either be embarrassed, or I'll be uncomfortable with how much other people know about our love affair. GET OUT.
He's the sweetest, though :) Awww. :') :') :')

Deadline on the 2nd June. deaddeaddead. I'll definitely be finished in time, I just don't want the three weeks of painful hard work that comes after so I can please everyone who has been told I'm getting DDD. Stupid big mouth Ian, Heatley, Mum.

Peter Heatley has been successful this week. He's a qualified lifeguard now! OOOOH BABY!! I text him when we found out he had passed saying 'help me, help me I'm drowning!!' and he replied with 'I'd point and laugh'. We'll see how long he has that certificate for then wont we!

Sarah has become increasingly interested in boys. It's wonderful to listen to her and her best friend, Beth (who LOVES me) talk about all the boys they would 'rather' haha. Cute talk.

Congratulations to Nicola Young passing her driving test!! She took me on a smooth, smooth cruise down Longton way the other night- I bought an inflatable crocodile. We picked up Helen after that and talked the whole night about Turkish men and cocktail dances. It was exciting :)

A few nights ago, Wednesday evening/day time. Young'n and I watched Disney films and started drinking at 2:30 in the afternoon. By 10:45 when Helen, Nicola and I were ready to go out, we were absolutely wasted. We hit Reflex and Roper. Neither of which can any of us remember much of. We met Liz and Steph and Gamble. Fun times were had dancing and having shots of this and that. I remember none of the taxi rides, not much of the dancing, none of the photographs that were taken and hardly much of how I got home, except my knees collapsing when I was walking. EMBARRASSED. But we were all incredibly happy all night long :) We introduced the apron dance to a few customers too ;) Yeah.

Pour some sugar on me.

Im losing the will to blog.

I have changed the alarm on my phone to Aretha Franklin so I wake up in a good mood. It doesn't always work, mind.

My deadline is soon and then it's reworking time. Ian showed me what I need to do to get a DDD (which is AAA if I was doing A levels) and it seems within reach. I'll just rework everything I physically can and see where that gets me. I am just doing my final prints now and this is usually where absolutely everything goes tits up. Looking forward to that one!

It's the last promo tonight and I have a distinct feeling there will be some major A holes knocking around.

I'm listening to Diana Ross instead of going to college for a while. Upside down you turn me, you give your love instictively....


This is one of the final prints. It's not finished yet.







HOW WEIRD DOES TRUFFLE LOOK?!

I am green today.

Yesterday, when I was cleaning my room and wardrobes I found an old journal I used to keep.
It's WONDERFUL, I was so great at keeping track of my life.






click them to read them :)

Dick and Dom

I love you more than I love my Mum.

Children with Placards.

On Monday, I went with Marcus to Marchester to join the Anti-BNP march through the streets. There was a hefty turn-out and everyone was shouting and singing by the end of the march.
I'm too tired to write.



Marcus and I took these photographs today...

The other day, Marcus and I discovered we could be related.

But we aren't, actually.

On Tuesday, Marcus and I went to The Cornerhouse to try to do The Reel Deal again, which is a really good deal! I was going to have a glass of wine instead of a pint and everything!! The ovens were broken so they had to stop letting people do it. We went to Popalino's instead :) And bought Jaques Cider. 'If it means owt now...'
We went to see Encounters At The End of the World by Werner Herzog which was great! It was funny in some parts but really interesting at most, with quite a frightening introduction into McMurdo. He also made fun of a linguist who lived there because he spoke too much. He did make an intresting point about people caring more about rehoming animals than a dying language. There was an incredibly upsetting part whilst he was following the penguins, where they had filmed the exact moment in a penguins life where it decided to turn away from it's flock and walk towards the mountains alone. They found another of these penguins but were advised to not disrupt the penguins track. Marcus said he would keep it forever. The whole scene was just white mountains and snowy ground- there was nothing and this Penguin would have been alone for thousands of miles, without food or protection from it's flock. It was heading for certain death :'(. Otherwise- a very interesting documentary.
After that, we went to the red 'mosher' pub and were surrounded by men with hair longer than mine and women in fishnets and foot high platforms.
We also went to Manchester's revolution. I have to say- Preston's is better :)

The next morning I had a blood test, and this time it really, really hurt! It never usually hurts, and I have a visable bruise on my arm now :\ Maybe there have been too many holes pushed into my am recently for the vein to keep up!
That night, Steph's 21st birthday happened! I met a very nice young lady called Kym and another girl who I can't remember's name, but who danced with us in Lava. The boys were wankers. Nicola and I opened our Lemon Cider (oh baby) and it spilt everywhere. The punch was delicious and in the cocktail factory, we were served quite quickly by a very small man with a huge mustache. My cocktail was called Tinerbell's Tutu and it had hundreds and thousands sprinkles around the edge. It was DELICIOUS. We went to Reflex after that and a man was pole dancing like a dream! Cheeky Vimto tasted like horrible wine and a disguuuusting man with bulging eyes was body rolling over to Helen who was oblivious until he was quite close. I almost wee'd on the dancefloor. I think he saw us laughing at him because he stood awkwardly for a while and then left. He must have been pushing 50 and looked like a frightening Egyptian from The Mummy. Gross. We went to Lava after that and we got in slowly, but when Helen and I wanted to nip out, Stewart and Dominic gave us special treatment and were all winky :). The bouncers were charming everywhere that night.
A boy told me he had seen my dress on another girl that night and I was like 'THANKS :|' and he said 'no...you're about a foot and a half taller than her' fuck oooooofffffffff. Lava was funny- no sign of Gamble though :( There was some kind of transvestite on stage trying to get everyone to do a special dance. I think absolutely NOBODY responded except to saw 'who the fuckk???'. We left when he was on. It was home time and I was sick to death of wondering whether anyone could see my nipples.
Never wearing that dress ever again.

Tonight, Marcus and I are going to the beer festival and we're probably also going to end up at Reflex again listening to Oh, What a Night. :) I can't wait.

Look what we had done the other day in the train station...
I love it when Marcus styles my hair and I sit on his knee :).

My Grandad is out of hospital and feelin' fiiiiiine! Which means more nana visits and more cups of the best tea ever :) I love!

'So help me god I will slap you in public...'

This is what I get from Marcus (L).

Last night, Marcus, Heath, Mark and I all went to theeeee Mad Ferret to see The Kabeedies who were really cute actually :). The lady who sang was dancing around like a robot, which you only see on football fields or a Lady GaGa concert these days. She didn't look like a prick though. They were really nice and the guitarist looked like Sam Nicholas. The same guy ALLLLWAYS IDs me there, it's embarrassing because I have changed alot since I was 16, in appearance, and I can tell they're thinking it's not me :(
Heath beat Mark at pool.
Sam 'the birthday boy' King arrived with some of his friends and we all had a drink, before going to find his sister. A guitarist with a typically 'brit pop' hairstyle asked Marcus what the greatest parts of his life had been. Marcus didn't answer, LOSER. If I was going to be asked, I would have mentioned the time I was awarded a trophy for my incredible Cricket skills in year 4. I didn't once hit the ball.
He didn't ask me, and I ended up having to remind Marcus that I was actually the best thing in his life. What a fucking JOKE. That complete stranger went on to tell us he suffered mental health problems for a few years. COOL GUY TELLING STRANGERS.
We all walked towards Yates' because it's the coolest hang in Preston. We got to the door and the bouncer said 'no trainers' :( so Marcus and I went to Reflex!! AHAHA. It was actually quite wonderful. We got doubles and danced to songs like Grease Medley, Run DMC and Aerosmith and Dolly Parton. It really is one of the worst places you could ever go. There were sexy women EVERYWHERE. I was surprised Marcus wanted to leave with me, given the amount of clunge there was there. 30+ forever.
We topped off our Reflex experience with a very, very in depth conversation about family issues, racist influences, aids and parenting.
Decided to go to Barney's. WHO DECIDES?!?! Barney's was closed.
We walked to Warehouse and Marcus picked up a wine bottle, then smashed it so all the wine went all over my feet. THANK YOU. Some bellend started saying 'why do you speak posh??' Go back to Topshop, horrible boy :(. We got to the door of Warehouse and changed our minds haha. Just got in a taxi home.
Taxi driver was a smooth operator if I ever saw one! Opened the door for us and shook Marcus' hand and hugged me. I gave him a £2 tip. He was pleasant but asked personal questions like 'are you two getting out together?'
I can't tell you how I managed to get the bed out, I was really drunk. We went to sleep and woke up in the morning. I found Marcus with Truffle :) She really, really likes him.

Sarah and I ordered food today and now I feel like grease is pouring out of me :(
I hate writing blogs that have no photographs to include.

Tomorrow, Helen is going to cancel our Turkey booking so we can rearrange the holiday to include Steph and Liz :D!!! Lushies on Tour '09. We're going to drink Fish Tanks of cocktails and sit in the sun forever :) Nicola is already going to be there, so we will be on it immediately in the bar aparently :) it'll be a long trip.