STILL ALIVE!

This is a hideous photo but look! I'm at uni! My room is a mess! I've spent the last five days in a drunken haze! I love it!

No really, there has been massive neglect for you guys on my part, for which I can only apologise profusely. Things will most definitely calm down soon, and then I'll be able to give you posts longer than a few sentences and with more content than just apologies.

Until then, I hope everyone's good  and I'll be back soon :)

Emma x

I is for "I have another ten minutes and I PROMISED but it's half four"

Yo.

H is for...hideous hideous geese.

I'm at uni! It's exciting! I promised if I found ten minutes I'd update and...I just found ten minutes but I have to unpack. Huzzah! That's what H can stand for now.

Emma

G is for GOOD LORD I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE.

The issue with daily blogging? Things don't change much on a daily basis.
All I can really tell you is that I have a massive, ridiculous case of cabin fever. I literally cannot WAIT to get out of this house (which I've barely left over the last couple of weeks due to people leaving for university and reading and packing and things)

See how free these birds are in the sky. I am not these birds. 

Anyway, today is G! Gold or silver?
Well...I sort of love both equally. I like gold and silver in general, because they're both a little bit more than just colours...they're the colours of precious metals. They're special. And they're both um...starry colours. I've always had a bit of a weird thing for celestial bodies so yeah, I like gold AND silver! Good colours!*

Emma x

*Edit: I think I've just realised this question is talking about jewellry. Never mind. This has been an "Emma likes weird things weirdly" post.

F is for fuck the internet. Seriously, fuck it.

I have one word regarding today: wertrfcvghnmkl;AIOyQpHalkjdefgwaljbssdahegqwwa;osai!

Um...it hasn't actually been that bad, but my internet has been dead all day unless you refresh it 54,000 times. Which, when you're trying to apply to an internship where the deadlines are tomorrow. 

Dell, Dell, Dell. PLEASE MAKE A COMPUTER THAT WORKS. 

Luckily, thank goodness, I'm back online now. I've sent off my application (it's 15 hours a week, though...I'm a bit worried it'll be too much on top of university studies but fingers crossed!) and now I'm here, once again, to blog your brains out. 

Today is F! For which the inspiring title is "favourite colour."

Well...it's purple. So, because i'm really exciting and whatnot, I've made this whole post purple in purple's honour. Also remember when tumblr went purple? That was a really good, important, good day. I only reblogged purple things that day. It was like seeing through purple tinted spectacles.

SO YEAH PURPLE.

Also on a completely non-purple related note, I dyed my hair back to bright red today. It feels good.

Thanks everybody,
Emma x

E is for EXCEEDINGLY good cakes and also for Emma.

Hello everybody! I left work today which means I'm officially a poor, unemployed student :( but they gave me chocolate so that's good! I have a few possible jobs in the pipeline at uni as well so fingers crossed!

Today is Day 5 of the ABCs of Me challenge, which means it's the letter E...

Essential start to your day. 


A lot of people probably say coffee here, don't they?

 OH GOD I HAVE FOUR MINUTES TO FINISH THIS POST AND NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE.

To be quite honest with you, my essential start to the day involves having more than half an hour before I go anywhere...otherwise I'll still be asleep! Other than that I'm pretty low-maintenance.

Okay day 5 is boring, sorry everybody, but I open the question out to you: what's your essential start to the day?

D is for DFTBA!

Happy Sunday everybody! Sunday, like Saturday, is currently a full working day for me...bleurgh. And today we were a ridiculous THREE staff down (out of six) on the second busiest day of the week. So we didn't get our breaks properly and I'm kind of ill anyway and essentially...yech, shitty day.

HOWEVER tomorrow is my last ever shift at Tesco! Unless I can get a few shifts over Christmas. But hurrah, freedom!

Goodbye, £7 an hour! *laments* I'm officially a poor student now.

Anyway, what day are we on? D which according to The List of Power is dogs. 

Oh look here's another gpoy of my dog, hoorah.

For the first 16.5 years of my life, I was actually really scared of dogs. Like, "see a dog, cross the street and try not to scream" levels of scared. Admittedly towards the end I was better: I'd be okay with a dog in the same room as me as long as there was someone close by to stop it attacking me in a sudden wild rage. Or something.

But then something really illogical happened: my parents bought home a little, yappy, insane, bitey bundle of dog called Dusty. And even though there were always scratches on my hands where I'd let her chew me, and even though wearing tights around the house was a no-no for the first month or so because she'd rip them to shreds, I wasn't scared of her.

Why? Because the reason I was scared of dogs before was because I couldn't work out how they thought and thus I was constantly scared of what they'd do next. Now that I have a dog, I get what they think! Which is mostly food, food, food.

So there ya go.

D for Dogs.

Emma x

C is for...coming close to forgetting because there's so much good TV on today.

But I didn't forget!

(As a side-note, my general reaction to both the finale of Doctor Who and the opener of Merlin is FLAIL ALL IS GOOD. I might do DW for D and Merlin for M and Harry Potter for H and things...would that be cheating?)
Anyhoo! Today is Day 3, which is C and the chore you hate.
I hate nearly all chores.
Let me get this straight for you: I am a very lazy person. If I'm being very honest, it's my biggest character flaw and the thing I loathe the most about myself. (Except maybe the shyness thing, but I digress.) If I know the dishwasher needs loading, I'll ignore it until someone tells me to.

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I do like washing up in the winter, with hot soapy sudsy warm water up to my elbows and some healthy elbow grease, but other than that I am essentially chore-useless. It helps that my mom pays my sister £10 a week to clean the house, of course, so I don't really need to.

But er...guys? I'm moving AWAY in a week. On my OWN. Which means I'm gonna have to start doing some cleaning.

Will this move? I hope so.

I'm kind of hoping that moving away will signal a new era for me...that I'm going to become suddenly efficient and grown-up, and empty the bins, and clean as I go, and cook healthy food even though it takes more time.

This may or may not happen, jsyk.

Emma x