dix-neuf: lire.

I remember meeting this nice girl at Oxford and telling her that I devour literature. This could be the corniest thing that I have ever said, but not only did she think that it was a great metaphor, my capacity for "devouring literature" [ohhh dear God] has ameliorated immensely as of late.

I'm not sure if ameliorate is the right verb, but it sure sounds good.

Anyway, I've been taking full advantage of Waterstone's 3 for 2 deal on books, especially as you can buy those Penguin classics printed on recycled paper for £2. This means that I paid £8 for six great books.

Cheeky bonus.

So, after finishing Wicked, then Chuck Palahniuk's new one [which was good, hurrah!], I moved onto The Great Gatsby [amazingg] and now I am about to tackle Dostoyevsky. Scary or what.

Aside from the ridiculous amount of reading I've been doing, I've been fair ill, buying tights and bags and skirts in an also ridiculous fashion and been listening to music a hell of a lot. Been going out with friends of course, and when Jess returns from Dubai [where my glasses steamed up when I stepped off a plane and into that country] we shall be making plans to go out and dance and drink and things. Though I don't think Jess does much dancing. We shall see.

Back to college next week, which is quite good. I miss some people.

The weather is supposed to improve this week, but things never turn out just the way you plan.

dix-huit: un tapage.

I don't half make a fuss out of nothing.

So yesterday was results day, and us A/S lot had to go in the afternoon. I guess I go to quite a big college. This meant that I kept on seeing and talking to people who presumed that I already had my results, but I didn't, which made me feel sicker and sicker. God knows why, results aren't everything, and I haven't even done full A levels yet.

I got five As though, cheeky bonus.

Hopefully the Oxford dream might become a reality then. I always feel really weird telling people which university I want to go to, because usually their reaction is "ohhhreallyy?" or "eughhh, they're all posh there love" or something to that effect. Which is quite ridiculous to be fair, and that clause sounds more pretentious in type than it did in my head. All I know is that Oxford is where I want to be in a year's time.

I think people expected it of me, to be honest, I'm getting tired of this. Fussy.

It was nice to see people at college though. I go back properly in a few weeks, hopefully it should be all good. Last year though, which is weird, it feels like we've only just started. They'll be making a fuss when we get back and all, seeing as university applications and things need to be in fairly soon.

Plans for tomorrow, I want this new skirt and my parents gave me "well done" money, and we might be going to the cinema. It's all good :] Summer made a brief cameo today, only to be drowned out by the rain. Of course.

dix-sept: j'attends.

I'm tired of waiting, even though I'm beyond nervous now.

Of course, I'm talking about my results on Thursday, because that seems to be all people can talk about at the moment. Everyone says I'll be fine, which is all very nice but not very helpful because I'm not exactly perfect. Although I need really, really good grades I know better than to expect them just because I'm quite good academically.

ANYWAY

Trying not to think about the future. Yesterday I went into town with Jess, cue pointing out anything with leopard print [she loves it], praising the £1 Topshop jewellery sale and being impressed by her driving skills. She is a very good driver, even though the reverse gear on her gearstick doesn't work that well sometimes. So we had a good day anyways.

Last weekend I decided to text Emily in France. I said, "I'M IN A HOTEL IN LEEDS, LOL". Seemed quite funny at the time.

But I actually was in a hotel in Leeds, funnily enough.

Every year, this guy called Chris who my dad works with invites us over to Ilkley, near Leeds, where he lives, and we have a meal together and usually stay over in a nice hotel. So that's what we did, but we stayed at this hotel in Leeds instead of one in Ilkley. The meal was fair nice, and we drank some strong red red wine. It was very strong. The Wi-Fi in the hotel was pretty impressive too. The constant rain wasn't. Apparently we're not getting a summer now, gutted. I guessed as much.

Anyway, I'm also waiting for Emily to return, as I owe her money for Foals [eekk! so excited about that]. Funnily enough, Red Socks Pugie just came on, thanks shuffle. I'm waiting with anticipation to see Foals, so I'm going to go and watch the episode of Never Mind the Buzzcocks with Yannis on [he's the frontman.] Ohhhyes.

I'm also sort of waiting to go back to college. There's nothing on the job front and I miss people. I also have lots of new clothes, and last year I ended up not repeating outfits for the whole college year. This is a quite sad achievement, it used to sound so impressive.

I hope that all this waiting is worth it.

seize: l'excitation.

Hello, August.

This year is going incomprehensibly fast, so I don't really blame my mum for wanting to be organised about my 18th. I certainly don't blame college for wanting us to get sorted about universities as soon as we get back. Though it does scare me more than a little bit.

Anyway, my mum asked me to look at balloons for my party today, and I've seen some nice arrangements if you will. Some of them are quite expensive though.

Speaking of balloons, Emily has booked the tickets to see Foals in October! I'm so excited, I really really love Foals. They are lovely. When she comes back from France next week I'll pay her for my ticket; shall miss her though.

As Emily leaves for France, Jess should be returning from Majorca [I think?] this week I reckon. Emily comes back on results day, which is coming around wayy too fast. Not excited about that day at all, but only because of the dread that comes with exam results of course.

I am excited, however, about autumn and winter of this year. I know, summer has barely even started and I doubt that it will, but October through to December this year is going to be boss. Foals, then McFly, then my birthday, then my party, then Boosh live, then Kings of Leonnnn and then Christmas and the usual. Good times :]

No work yet though. I'm starting to give up on Jobsearch, not that it's their fault like. I blame the economy. But I'm disappointed in myself for not being able to find any work at all. I need the money really.

I need to be more confident with my driving. Maybe I should try and be excited about my lessons instead of the opposite.

I'm reading the Iliad, it's pretty good. However, having studied The Odyssey in Classics at college, I keep finding myself mentally cheering for Odysseus whenever he pops up. Quite funny really.

I really like CSI Las Vegas, I keep watching it lately.

It's still raining.