Monday, 27 February 2012

life is too short....


Life’s too short for second guessing, it’s too short to assume a right or wrong and it’s certainly too short to play things by the books…

Being a student I know full well that not everything goes the way you plan, I will work tomorrow, I will be more organised, and I won’t go out drinking night after night. Being up so late got me really thinking it’s not about making your life as perfect as can be, its about doing things you wont regret… or maybe you will but that’s not till morning!

Life is there to be grabbed, taken on the chin and really played around with. This all comes after a horrific story I heard in the news today, how losing someone in your life could be the most traffic thing. Life is too short it’s not about everything being done to the right detail and it certainly isn’t about making mistakes.

It’s about holding hands with your future and knowing full well that life is a mystery… its there to be juggled with and its there to be confused… 

Friday, 24 February 2012

Movie night in anyone?


It looks like its time for another post, like I said the first few days I am going to want to keep spilling out my thoughts all the time. So after introducing myself you understand my constant late nights, what can I say, this is what it’s like being a student.

Now most of the time I have a reason to be up late, which more times than most is because im just not tired, mainly because I haven’t seen sunlight all day. But this evening I have a perfectly good reason to be up, for most students Friday night means going out to Superbull (nightclub) but no, not for my flat. We just have to listen to them going out and coming back in again… no we decided tonight we would stay in and catch a couple of films. Most of the time staying in for us means we are up later than if we go out don’t ask me how, it just does. With popcorn in hand and chocolate at the ready you can understand why the boys decide to stay in too. What can I say us girls know how to bribe. We would have had more popcorn and more reason to stay in if we didn’t put the microwave or full power and end up with black and burnt popcorn, so much for being a domestic goddess. The films of choice tonight were Taken followed by Just Go With It. To make us feel like we were properly in a cinema all the lights were turned out and the curtains closed, of course the screen wasn’t as big and you don’t get handed blankets and pillows in the cinema! It doesn’t matter how scary a film actually is, you still need that girly chic flick after, just so I know I won’t be Taken in the middle of the night!

Yes a, light hearted comedy is always something you need before going to sleep. Granted I have already seen the film before but I always jump at the same parts, im not exactly the greatest lover of scary films (I know most wouldn’t even find Taken scary) … I guess Liam Neeson has that affect on me scared without even trying. I heard the other day that there are plans for a second Taken? If you ask me that’s going too far, I mean who can get Taken twice? That girl must be pretty naïve.

Well like I said we ended the night with Just Go With It, I needed a bit of humour before going to bed. It’s a good job we watched it all together because apparently you can hear my laugh from the other end of the flat! Now that’s just embarrassing. Just as we thought it was late enough to go to sleep considering none of us had to be up in the morning, you get the noise of the everyone returning from their nights out makes you laugh really when your not one of them, it surprises me how often you get the same songs being beautifully sung at the top of people voices, “I had the time of my life” cliché of course but I guess if the night was that good you might as well sing it.

Well that’s if for another post, well I say post its more like little rants and an online diary I guess if you like that sort of thing its alright. Tomorrow I will prepare myself for the usual Saturday night routine… and no its not going out I am a student after all, no that will be a night in filled with usual Saturday night television I cant wait!

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

First Treat...

So this is what its like to have a blog, I must admit its something I have always wanted to start but never really got round to it before I had a reason too. As it’s my first blog please be patient with me I will probably post regularly, to start off with, when I have something to say that someone may be interested in.

So im not going to pretend this isn’t scary because either people will be reading this, or they won’t I can’t decide which would be worse! A little bit about me first, I’m a student studying journalism and like many students I consider myself to be well and truly nocturnal. I can sleep all through the day and still be awake when the birds come out the morning. Although I see it as an achievement when me and my flatmates are still awake when it’s light outside and I can hear the birds. Anyway the fact that I am up at ridiculous times in the day and night became my inspiration for my blog, so that’s the 3am part. And well the trick or treats part I added at the end because being a student I guess you can never really explain why you would be up so late. So its 3am or near enough and I guess for my first post it’s a treat, a treat because I have finally decided to post something and I start my 3 day weekend tomorrow. At this 3am I have to admit I am watching re runs of Desperate Housewives, always a great way of keeping me up. Weather im laughing out loud or crying, also out loud I am always entertained. I guess spending this much time watching something, you could call an addition and my response to that…well what can I say, an episode passes the time pretty quickly. To me it’s only another 45 minutes to watch that elusive next episode, which never seems to be on that long until you see the time after. There’s something about the lives of them four women that gets me hooked every time.
Since being at uni I have always been watching some sort of American sitcom, some would call that sad whereas I would call it catching up with the real world…And also a very good distraction from something that I should be doing.

Well I guess that’s it for my first post, no where near as scary as it seemed and I guess now I am blogger? Can you call yourself a blogger after one post? I do hope so!

Well ill stop now and go to sleep...or maybe to approve my addiction, just one more episode can’t hurt!