Just taking a little break. Here's a list of things we don't like today:

1. Puffy eyes - revising is very tiring, but I don't have time to waste sleeping in the day
2. Lack of self control - one bit of revision done, one bit of chocolate as a treat, what's that all about?!
3. Can't find nice jewellery to go with nice outfit
4. Male porters in lingerie shops, seriously, how inappropriate!
5. Making double beds, you have to lie on it to tuck the sheet under the mattress and it's just awkward

But I did get a good grade on an assignment, so I can't complain too much! Today's song is:

Love,

Mon xx

What a lovely weekend... meal and drinkies with GB (gorgeous boyfriend), good sleep, nice pub lunch and a good catch up with old friends in the sunshine, easygoing night - couldn't ask for more. Tomorrow, sadly, it's back to reality and the start of three horrid weeks, i.e. exam time. I really do despise exams and what they do to me, I'm such a calm person and I enjoy peace, so I don't like the fact that stress and pressure of exams make me a little bit edgy. Milk and cookies cocktails and GB make it a lot more bareable though!

Ah well, time for a nap I think.

Love,

Mon xx

I hate being mad at myself. It's awful. Right now I am mad at myself for choosing a module I'm finding really hard and boring. I hate law, it was made to be broken, not analyzed - like Shakespeare. Read and enjoy, don't analyze. The whole attitude behind exams is obsolete. Life is simple, so why do people make it complicated for themselves? And more to the point, why do they complicate it for other people?

This situation reminds me of a bit of a song from Jesus Christ Superstar, called Gethsemane. It goes like this:

"Then, I was inspired
Now, I'm sad and tired
Listen, surely I've exceeded expectations
Tried for three years, seems like thirty
Could you ask as much from any other man?"

Random, I know, but that's how I feel.

But on the bright side, if you can, listen to Halton Community Radio 87.9 (formerly known as Halton FM) between 1pm to 3pm today, cos my boy's doing a show!

Love,

Mon xx

I mean, don't get me wrong, I've enjoyed walking in the sun and stuff, but it's been a bit of a waste. Had a seminar about next year, which actually inspired me slightly, but I'm still thinking about doing an internship. Before the seminar, the Marketing head went to me, "Remember the first time you went into my office, when I interviewed you for the course, and you looked all done up and so presentable? What happened?! It's all gone downhill!"

Then, as I was walking to town, Mike sent me a lovely text and I must've had the biggest smile on my face because when I noticed, everyone around me was smiling at me and a guy on a bike nearly rode into a bus shelter. Oh, Jesus.

Later, in M&S, I was buying some sushi (and wearing a The Sounds t-shirt) and the till guy went "The Sounds, never heard of them", so I said they're good, and he goes "Are they local?"... "No, they're Swedish".

Told ya, charming day!

Love,

Mon xx

I'm quite proud of myself, I managed to walk past Thorntons', Millie's cookies/Baskin Robbins, the smoothie place, a sweet shop - and to further test my willpower I had a lecture in the place where they have amazing doughnuts - and I didn't even go in! And then I went to Monsoon and bought a dress. What?! I never said I was perfect! Beautiful dress though, I'm very pleased. I thought I'd seen that dress before so I googled it and yep, there was Angelina Jolie wearing something like it; if I wear my hair up, we'll look similar from behind with three words of wisdom tattooed at the top of our backs. I've also walked a lot and had a lot of healthy stuff today, so I feel great. Except for the guilt of not having done much work, of course. But tomorrow's a new day!

Last night was great; the food and wine were yummy, the boy was even yummier, and now we appreciate each other's cooking even more because it's damn good and not covered in cheese. We also appreciate pecan pie, it's delicious. And hey kids, don't touch the little cactus on the table at the Mexican restaurant - it is real. Aunty Mon and Uncle Mike found that out.

Today's song is:

Love,

Mon xx

I was gonna write a very whiney post about how much I hate revision/everything related to uni except for friends, sleeping in the morning, nights out, drinking in the afternoon being considered to be normal, going to bed whenever I want to, etc; but it's not gonna help, is it? I'm grateful that it's such a horrible grey and rainy day (can't believe I, Little Miss Sunshine, just said that!!), it's just that if it was sunny I wouldn't wanna stay in. But this weather makes me feel like drinking tea and eating biscuits and sleeping, not working hard.

Anyway, should be going out for a meal with the boy tonight, which will cheer me up as always. We're on a mission to try all the restaurants that appeal to us, so tonight I believe it's Mexican night! So far I think his favourite was the Spanish, he loved the tapas. I loved it too, but for me the restaurant where we went for our very first meal on our first date has a special place in my heart, plus the food's amazing and it's an understated place, a hidden gem if you will.

Ah, I almost forgot to mention the dress-finding-saga. I need one for a wedding in two weeks but they all look the same in the shops! They're all shiny and patterned and unflattering. And I can't go to Monsoon, the dress heaven, and spend loads on one dress that I'll probably wear twice in this lifetime - ask the other dresses living in my wardrobe. I'm screwed. At least I've got fabulous shoes, so now I need a brown or a creamy coloured dress!

Off I go to do something more productive, that will help me pass another year at uni. *Only one more to go, she keeps telling herself in agony* My fault. If I'd chosen this course to start with, I'd be graduating now. But hey, better late than never!

Oh my God I just found a dress called Monica! It's a sign!!

Today's song is:

Love,

Mon xx

Well, it can be, like this song:

Love,

Mon xx

It's been so long since my last proper hangover that I'd forgotten what one feels like. That feeling of being cold, hot, hungry, full, confused and worried about what you said last night - it aint fun. The nice thing is, I love cuddling up on the sofa and watching a film in the morning when I feel like this, and the pissing down rain helps set the mood!

So, the gig last night was great. Mike had been at a stag do but he left for a bit to go to the gig, then he went back. We waited around after the gig to meet the band, but there were so many people there that we kinda gave up. Five minutes after I left him, he phoned me and said "Guess who just walked past me?!" Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! I can't believe he met Jared Leto, I fancied the guy when I was younger; you know that it doesnt matter how old you are, it's always fun to meet your teenage girl crush in person. Bugger!!

They did play the song I was hoping they would, I love the lyrics, especially the line "on his face is a map of the world".

Hope you all have a lazy, self indulgent sunday in the company of blankets, films and a fuzzy head - like me.

Love,

Mon xx

I fancy cocktails, I'd planned on having some once I'd finished my assignment but I was so tired that sleeping sounded more appealing at the time. Now, what do I want...

*looks inside alcohol cabinet for ingredients*

These are the options... I better get started!

Can't wait for the gig later. Have a great night everyone!

Love,

Mon xx

Fingers crossed everyone, I must get tickets to see Silverchair!

Love,

Mon xx

I can see the appeal of having kids' cereal in the shape of things you find in the ocean, such as little starfish, fishies, etc...but people?? Hmm! I decided to eat my sister's cereal and noticed a bunch of little people, most of them legless (I'm guessing the fish are piranhas), swimming in the milk...

The funny part is, they taste lovely; like honey. And they're packed with vitamins. The world is such a creepy place. Maybe they're supposed to be mermaids. Either that or Steven Spielberg is now working for Kellogg's.

Love,

Mon xx

Three books down, four books and a few journals to go. That should be enough "theory from the literature", but I'll keep going on and on and on until it sounds like I've read enough - and believe me, I have. More than enough, I'm a walking entrepreneurship encyclopedia. If only I actually bothered to put my ideas into practice, I'd be rich by now.

It's funny how little things can motivate you over night. Last night when I was trying to sleep, while trying to dodge horrible thoughts of work I have to do, I remembered something really sweet that my boyfriend said. He said I was pretty, funny and smart. That was it, it suddenly hit me - if I don't get on with the work, the "smart" part will no longer be a trait and "lazy" will replace it. Also, I saw a society on facebook "for all of us who will fail because we haven't done any work over easter, but f*ck it cos the sun's out!". Whaaaaat?! I will not fail because the sun's out!!! So I woke up and started working.

Funny, yes (although probably not in the most common sense of the word). Pretty, on occasion. Smart, most definitely (but most of the time not put to good use).

There's just no end to my boy's talents, he's my official new Buddha (in conjunction with you Maddogs!).

Anyway, as soon as this crap's done I can relax and have a drink!D

Love,

Mon xx

Morning everyone!

Love,

Mon xx

So, the boy said he was gonna be busy after work so I decided to cook us a meal, he deserved it after a hard day's work. He got to my house and ta-daaa I'd made tacos! I made tacos!!! Seriously, they were tasty and everything! And for dessert I got strawberries and whipped cream, and for drinkies I got white wine, and cookies and cream vodka. We've had a veeeeery good night. I didn't wanna waste the bottle of cookies and cream vodka so I've drank the rest of it, so I'm guessing I'll get a very good night's sleep. Anyway, just the fact that he appreciates the little things I do makes me happy, and we can make each other laugh and we have a great time together. So let's not jinx it, and off I go before I fall asleep at my desk.

Love and hugs,

Mon xx

"Life is like a game of hopscotch. You try to follow the pattern and step on the squares you know you're supposed to, but every so often you lose your balance, land on the wrong square and get kicked out the game; and then you start again with more motivation, because you want to win. When you lose so many times that you feel fed up and you want to stop playing, that's when you decide to play another game; because ultimately, you don't just want to win, you also want to have fun while playing."

Hip hip hurrah for me - I've been inflicting my thoughts upon you for quite a while now. Thanks for reading!

Love,

Mon xx

Mum: Here's some money in case of an emergency.
Me: Aww thanks.
*thinks to self, "what counts as an emergency?"*

Here's another reason why I love my friend Rachel...
Me: Hey Rach, are we back in uni tomorrow? x
Rachel: We're not back til next week! Txt u later, I'm on the bus x
Me: Hurrah! That means I can spend my money on ice cream!!

And another reason why I love my boyfriend, Mike... but first, here's a convo we had yesterday:
Me: *eating a Cornetto* I saw a picture of someone famous eating Baskin Robbins ice cream on a magazine and it looked so good, do they sell it over here?
Mike: I think there's one in town, they sell it in Millie's cookies.

So today...
Mike: Hey how's your day going? xx
Me: Great, I've got another week off so I'm going to Baskin Robbins, and the library. xx
Mike: Hope they sell it at Millie's, if not you should have a Cornetto!
Me: *Oh My, I love you so!*

At Baskin Robbins (Mike was right!)...
Me: Hi, can I have a scoop of hokey pokey and a scoop of tiramisu ice cream...
Baskin Robbins woman: £bla bla bla please.
Me: *thinks to herself, "hangon woman, I'm not done yet!"* AND some smarties...
Baskin Robbins woman: Mm...
Me: AND some of those colourful ones too please.
Baskin Robbins woman: *gives Monica a look before putting ice cream into a bigger box*

*munches away on delicious ice cream whilst trying to get hair off face because it's effin windy*

Now I'm in the library; I'm taking the surprise of an extra week off as a chance to do lots more work. But being back on these grounds after two weeks is not fun. I fucking hate this place.

Love,

Mon xx

Today's been one of those days when you just feel soooo happy, even when not everything goes according to plan.

Last night (the Arctic Monkeys were amazing btw!!) I asked Mike if he'd be free today, he said yeah and agreed to meet me for a secret plan. The plan was to go to a beach and have a picnic! I woke up feeling great, he picked me up and off we went. He liked my idea! The place was a bit mad cos lots of people had the same idea as me, but then again it's not sunny and warm often. Anyway, I took him to my favourite spot, where you can see the whole place from the top and it looks really pretty. So we sat there, eating the pasta salad I made, drinking fruit juice and having chocolate and vanilla pudding, and lied down enjoying the sun and each other.

On the way home, his car broke down. But it was kinda funny watching all the cars coming in our direction and having to dodge us, while we sat there cuddling up waiting for the RAC to rescue us. While they were fixing the car I waited inside cos it was getting cold, but watching Mike stand outside and exchanging smiles was one of those moments when you feel so loved up that nothing else seems to matter.

I've had a great day. Today's song is:

It was on the soundtrack I made for the journey - I know, I know, but I don't care!

Love,

Mon xx

I've not had the experience, but these women don't seem to like it at all!

If I ever decide to be a housewife one day, I'd rule at it. And I'd wanna look like this housewife:

Cya!

Love,

Mon xx

Oh yeah! After a few spider incidents (ok, two spiders, but one was very near my head when I woke up!!) I decided to cover up all tiny holes in my room. When I asked my mom for the glue gun she gave me the same look she does when I ask for matches. It may not look as pretty as it did before - ok, I totally butchered my lovely roof window - but hey at least all spiders/bugs will be kept away, locked inside their holes unable to escape through the layers of No More Nails! (I do apologize for the sick picture, it was the only one I found.)

So, holes are covered, dust's gone, the room's almost completely shiny. Seeing it like this, i.e. a mess, reminds me of when I moved back in after splitting up with the ex. It was funny how we'd been talking about taking a break for a while, but after one incident we just looked at each other and we knew that was it. The next night I was sleeping in my lovely new Ikea bed at my parents' house. Sometimes you just know what the right thing to do is, and though often we choose not to follow it, sometimes you're just so tired of reality that whatever other option seems better. I made the right choice. I keep telling ya, I'm a tough cookie! And I am covered in glue, for God's sake, will this stuff come off me???

Love,

Mon xx

Argh! I finally fell asleep about 4:30am and woke up about 8:30am!! I'm totally . Going back to bed. Scrap "library" out of today's list of things to do, add "clean room and do laundry" instead - I can do it whenever I wake up again. Also, I've decided to spread some pixie dust around today (yes, kinda like Tinkerbell) and cheer people up, just for something fun to do. Starting with Old Nick. Here, have a song Old Nick:

Love,

Mon xx

"Nonsense is an assertion of man's spiritual freedom in spite of all the oppressions of circumstance." - Aldous Huxley

Love that quote. You know when you just feel like staying up for no reason? I had a really good night with the boy and I don't have to be up early so I've been playing on silly websites. But I am getting tired now sooo I shall go, but I'll leave you with a great quote to brighten up your morning when/if you read this:

"Everything in this room is eatable. In fact even I am eatable, but that is called cannibalism my dear children and is frowned upon in most civilizations." - Willy Wonka

Love,

Mon xx

Do I go to the beach, have an ice cream and enjoy nature; do I go to town and buy some little things I need and hand in CVs so I can find a job; or do I go to the library and carry on doing an assignment? Hmmm. And you thought my life was easy!

I'm very open-minded and I understand that some people just can't relax until they've done everything they had to do and they are actually free to enjoy their spare time. I, however, have the incredible talent of being able to put everything to one side and have fun, because I know my limits and I can't force myself to push them.

In other news, I hate the way my fringe gets stuck to my eyelashes. Seriously...

Today's song is 'I wanna have your babies' by Natasha Bedingfield. I saw her brother, Daniel, in Nando's once. My mother and sister wouldn't stop staring at him so he said hi to us. To be honest, I was more into my chicken (back in the BV days) than him, but whatever floats your boat.

Love,

Mon xx

Ps. BV = Before Vegetarianism

I've just been reminded why Rachel is my best friend; she's just told me the assignment's not due in next week, but the one after - I'm done with the work for today!! She's always saving my ass like that, I'd be screwed without her around. And when we meet new people, they say "Oh, Monica and Rachel, like in Friends!". It is like Friends, she's pretty and easygoing and I'm...Monica.

Here's a happier video now that my mood's improved:

They're brazilian and the band's name, Cansei de ser sexy, means "got tired of being sexy". I'm not tired of being sexy as such, as I never was in the first place (although the mini black dress I wore on good friday seemed to go down well with the boy), but I am tired of dollying up, maybe I should go live in a farm. Ha, who am I kidding, I'd be on the way back home at the first opportunity.

Love,

Mon xx

I hate assignments. I hate exams. I hate feeling like a school kid when I'm a mature adult (OK, mature for my age at least. OK, if I was more mature I'd probably have finished this assignment by now.) I wanna be a rockstar/actress/famous writer - or just so rich that I wouldn't have to do things I don't like, full stop. It's like this song says...

Sadly though, I'm no longer seventeen without a care in the world and I do actually want to be someone with power one day. And because I'm none of the above (yet), I'm gonna have to work hard to get there. And by the time I go to see that band (the night before my last exam) all this crap will be out the way and I'll have four months off to regain my little motivation for the next (and last) year. I can't put into words how much I'm looking forward to the summer holidays.

Now, where was I...ah, only 2000 words to go. Huh-f***ing-rah.

Love,

Mon xx

And I've been absent from blogland - writing that is, I have been reading your posts! Easter makes me a bit sad, we're supposed to celebrate the rebirth of Jesus yet he was killed in such an evil way, it's not fair that good people get treated like that. Anyway, maybe that's just me being naive, but evil things do upset me.

So, yesterday was great! Had a lovely lie in, the whole family was at home, had a nice lunch together, went for a drive with mom and sister, got some coffee and sat in the car at the docks avoiding the wind admiring the view, got a couple of films from Blockbuster, the boy came round, had a wonderful time with him as always (he makes a great shield for when I don't wanna watch horrible scenes in films, such as Jesus being crucified), went to sleep for aaaaaages and here I am, waiting to see what's gonna happen today. I hope you've all had a good mini-holiday; I really, really appreciate time off from working.

Today's song is:

It's my fave part out of Jesus Christ Superstar, bunch of hippies dancing and singing "touch me touch me Jesus" - brilliant!!

Love,

Mon xx

Oh God, I've gone and done it, I pulled a "jealous girlfriend" on my lovely boyfriend. Actually I wasn't jealous, or insecure, and I trust him, I was just curious. I really have the curiosity (and imagination) of a five-year-old. You know when you just can't help but ask "who's that girl...?" I suppose it's better out there than in my head. And honesty is important in a relationship. Luckily Mike's a sweetie and understood that me wondering who the random girl was was a natural reaction; I love the way he always defends me, even (and often) from myself. I love him, I really do. And I suppose we're all allowed to be a little jealous curious sometimes *she says, trying to justify her actions to herself*. Damn it.

Love,

Mon xx

I am mourning Jesus's death by wearing a very short black dress and black tights. I haven't made any plans to go anywhere today, as it's a bit of a tradition in my family to have dinner together (and you can't eat meat today), so on days like this I like to look pretty to make up for the fact that I'm not going anywhere - I know that doesn't make any sense, but it does to me because I feel dirty louging around in pyjamas all day.

This time last year I filled in a questionnaire, let's see what's changed...

The Rules:
1. You can only say yes or no!
2. You're not allowed to explain anything.

Taken a picture naked? Yes
Made out with a member of the same sex? No
Danced in front of your mirror? Yes
Told a lie? Yes
Gotten in a car with people you just met? No
Been in a fist fight? No
Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes
Been arrested? No
Left your house without telling your parents? No
Ditched school to do something more fun? Yes
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yes
Seen someone die? Yes - my hamster
Kissed a picture? Yes
Slept in until 3? No
Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? No
Played dress up? Yes
Fallen asleep at work/school? Yes
Felt an earthquake? No
Touched a snake? No
Ran a red light? No
Had detention? No
Been in a car accident? Yes
Pole danced? Yes - kinda
Been lost? Yes
Sang karaoke? Yes
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? Yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? Yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes
Kissed in the rain? Yes
Sang in the shower? Yes
Got your tongue stuck to a pole? No
Ever gone to school partially naked? No
Sat on a roof top? Yes
Played chicken? No
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? No
Been told you're hot by a complete stranger? Yes
Broken a bone? No
Mooned/flashed someone? Yes
Forgotten someone's name? Yes
Slept naked? Yes
Blacked out from drinking? Yes
Played a prank on someone? Yes
Felt like killing someone? Yes
Made a parent cry? Yes
Cried over someone? Yes
Had/Have a dog? Yes
Been in a band? Yes
Drank 25 sodas in a day? No
Shot a gun? No

Take care everyone!

Love,

Mon xx

Ok I know that's selfish, most of you have already been in work for a while, but I didn't have to get up early today, yet by 8:30am I was up and about, because once I'm awake I find it very hard to stay in bed. Maybe it's my conscience telling me to do some work...(note to self: must work on that brainwashing technique).

So, yesterday was pretty boring and although I did some work, I spent most of the day sleeping/reading. But then, just before Sainsbury's closed, I went there to get some Carling, Strongbow and blackcurrant squash - you know what's coming! And then I did my wednesday ritual, I watched Desperate Housewives and had a drink. Sometimes Mike joins me, then I replace alcohol with kisses, but as he wasnt here last night I had snakebite and black; a lot of it, which is why I shouldn't be up at ungodly hour today. So I'm off to get my first cup of caffeine of the day!

Have a nice day everyone!

Love,

Mon xx

Yippeeee! I don't think I've ever been to a gig with so many screaming teenage girls, every time they went "waaaaaahhh" I cringed. And then, my gorgeous boy got us wristbands to meet the band backstage after the gig, but we could only get one thing signed and one picture each, and the security guard had to take the picture so it didn't turn out good, so I can post it on here because you can just about make out who's who. Here it is:

Andrew, Patrick, Mike (my bf), me, Joseph and Pete

Pete, the one the girls were trying to eat alive, didn't look very happy and was munching away on a gigantic slice of pizza before the signing. Patrick, on the other hand, was lovely and asked how I was and kept smiling! And I like them more now that I've met them, simply because they're all about five inches taller than me.

So today's song is 'dance dance' by them.

Love,

Mon xx