I’m taking this moment to say that Louise Draper, a level 5 student and friend of mine sadly passed away last week, and will be sorely missed by the many friends she had. See you in the next life x
Not only is it embarrassing enough to fall asleep on the train whilst sat opposite a rather attractive guy, but for a 2 year old girl to shout at the top of my lungs that I am now awake, drawing the attention from the whole carriage makes it so much worse.
Uni this week has been a total stressful nightmare, I purposefully got in for 9am in order to print out my professional practice, only to have to wait 2 hours for the printer to get its arse into gear and actually PRINT.
For those that are new to the Awkward Snail, here’s how it goes:
Ok, so nothing particularly exciting happened that Thursday night, other than all my work mates being on drugs and me falling into someone and cricking my neck. Oh and my supervisor spanking my arse whilst I was being carried from Stealth to the taxi, when, once in the taxi, he proceeded to be sick. Luckily it was a black cab, so there was plenty of floorspace.
Just your average night out in Nottingham.
I had a horrendously awkward snail moment at work the other Saturday, the kind where you actually pray for the floor to just eat you. A regular came into work, and I’d noticed that his voice was a little huskier than usual, I put it down to one too many Richmond Superkings, but as I was in a chatty mood, I thought I’d ask him about it, our short convo went something like this:
Me: ”Are you losing your voice? Have you been doing too much gassing??”
Mr Richmond Superkings: ”I’ve got throat cancer.”
BOOM my shift ruined, his day probably a little worse than how it started and all in all, I am a giant cock.
I’m out on the town tonight minus my phone because I am a giant douche and left it at uni. Wish me luck, I’m sure I’ll have plenty to report…
Today, my lovely, kind brother drove from Cardiff to Birmingham to pick me up and take me home. Half way home, I realised that I am phoneless. Bad times. ESPECIALLY as I actually have a planned social life for once and its made my life twice as hard now. Insert sad face.
I need to get better at posting on this. I shall (try) and give daily updates on random events that happen throughout my day.
Today I had a nose bleed in the shower. Probably the best place to have one, I must say.
In addition to Loren’s last post…
Right:Morino wool cardigan after a nice 40degree wash :)
Right OK, March 2nd and already this month has treated me pretty badly.
My laptop bit the dust the other day due to a power surge, I have potentially lost all my music, photos from the last 5 years and all my university work. Shitters.
THEN yesterday, I put a load of washing on (unexciting, I know) on a standard 40 degree wash. All was fine and dandy, until I pull out my new cardigan thats now small enough to fit a doll. Turns out merino wool doesn’t like 40 degree washes. I spent a good 10 minutes trying to stretch it back out, alas, it still remains too small. Photographic evidence of this soul destroying moment of my life will be uploaded shortly. It didn’t help that on descovering my cardigan I had my housemates as my audience who found it incredibly amusing, and decided to go a step further with the shrinkage and give it a whirl in the tumble dryer too.
I also had to be carried home from a night out last night by my friend who I haven’t seen in a year and a half. I like to make a lasting long impression on people.