As my title would suggest, I've been meaning to start a blog for a while.
Specifically after reading all of http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/ (which is excellent, and made me cry until I laughed, and then made me cry with laughter until my brain hurt and I had to hide my laptop from myself), I decided I'd start this, and spent a while thinking of all the amusing and insightful and wonderful things I would say, and then today happened.
Today was a day which started out quite well.
I managed to wake up at 8am, and feel all proud of myself for being awake all early like a functioning member of society (rather than the failed student that I currently am). The problems started when I got out of bed.
My lower back then spasmed and died. And now appears to be an undead fiend which gnaws upon my spine whenever I am anything other than completely vertical or horizontal. What on earth was I doing to cause such horrendous injury to myself?
Sleeping.
I was sleeping.
Somehow in my sleep I was doing complicated acrobatics, I can only assume. So, yes, my back is injured and angry.
Then I got the letter I have been waiting for, for about 3 weeks now.
3 weeks ago, I had an interview for a job in a clothes shop, which I really need right now.
I am entirely broke, living back at home, and need money to even be able to finish my college course.
Now normally, I can deal with rejection letters fine, however, this time, I had spend the three weeks waiting for the letter being told that I would hear within the next few days, then the next few days, and then the next... all the while, the manager of the shop strongly hinting that I would get the job.
These two things combined to make today turn out spectacularly shite.
Or so I was feeling until just about now.
Now I am in my boyfriend's house along with his fantastic housemates. We are all sitting around and talking and internetting. Whilst watching How I Met Your Mother, and talking about Doctor Who. And planning our Hallowe'en. This has just made my day so much nicer. I have gone from feeling terrible and in pain, to feeling hopeful and happy and cuddly. Quite cuddly actually.
So, to turn my first post from a nasty rant, into the fun thing that it should be, here is the list of things that my boyfriend's housemates and I have been shouting at each other, or just repeating randomly.
1: "Woop!" This is more of a noise than an actual word, but it's become our multi-purpose word for everything.
"Please get out of my way" = "Woop!"
"I nearly fell over" = "Woop!"
"My toast is ready!" = "Woop!"
Agh! There's a giant flying spider which is trying to attack me! Please help!" = "Woop!"
Just about any sort of sentence has just been shortened into one "Woop!" noise.
2: "Moum! Parp!" These two words are also a direct quote from a recent blogpost by H+1/2, which made everyone laugh hysterically for quite some time.They now also get shouted to each other from various ends of the house.
The best combination of these 2 sayings was when myself and a female housemate, went to a huge shopping centre with 2 of the male housemates from here.
Us girls got ourselves separated from the boys, by wandering around, and getting distracted by dresses we could alter for Hallowe'en, and woolly jumpers, and shiny Urban Decay makeup...
After wandering for a long time, we realised that, we should probably meet back up with the boys, upon realising this, we also came to the realisation that, in fact, neither of us had our phones.
So, this lead us to continue to wander aimlessly, looking for them. We reasoned that we'd probably have a better chance of attracting their attention, by shouting for them. Instead of shouting either of their names, we decided that we should use our "house calls" to summon them.
Which lead to two, twenty year old girls, wandering around a large shopping centre, shouting "Woop!", "Moum!" and "Parp!"...
This is probably a good place to leave it for now, as my brain is geting rather muzzy and I am beginning to ramble...
If anyone reads this, I apologise, I'll try to be more cohesive from now on....
Much love,
From my fingertips to yours,
B. xx
P.S. Warning:
Yes, I will swear.
Yes, I will ramble.
Yes, I will make lists.
Yes, I will respond to comments and questions.
Yes, I will do my best to update regularly and keep it interesting.
Sweet dreams internet.
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