I have decided to make a good stab at this whole diary blog thing again.
I might not update everyday but I will try my best. I reckon having a blog with all the stupid, banal things I do on it could actually prove quite interesting.
SO, HIYA 2012, LET’S (try) DO THIS!
I however, make no promises!
Friday 18th November 2011
I woke up at 9:15am when Mairi’s alarm went off. I’m happy to be in Preston. (Those are words I never thought I’d ever say). It feels more like home just now than Glasgow does. I miss having the people I enjoy spending time with at uni there. I miss going to get Orange wednesdays with Emily and knowing that the waiter will hate us when we only order tap water, I miss tattie scone rolls and the vic, I miss things feeling safe. What-a-freak.
Anyway, rant over. Happy. Preston. Mairi. YAY!
TBC.
Wednesday 16th November 2011
I BOUGHT A CUTE RING-BINDER. THEREFORE, I AM HAPPY.
Wednesday 16th November 2011
I woke up and phoned Mairi at 10. I was meant to be in a lecture but my ovaries were killing me so I thought it best to take some painkillers and sulk until about 11. I drove into uni because I couldn’t be arsed with the tube. Lol. I’m so lazy.
I did some work in my studio and picked up a telescope from Caitlin. I’m not sure it’ll work for what I need it for but we’ll soon find out.
I got back home and skyped Mairi for a bit before heading out to Chelsea and Neldo’s with Sarah at about 7:30. On our way home we went to 24 hour Tesco and bought two lamps and some rich tea biscuits. WIN.
LATE: Sunday 9th October 2011
I can’t remember what I did this day apart from I was in Preston and I enjoyed stealing Mairi’s hat.
Wednesday 19th October 2011
I cannot remember much of this day apart from I was sad and I wore the cat hat I made to cheer me up. Kitty’s can’t be upset you see.
Tuesday 18th October 2011
I woke up and threw up. However, almost immediately I felt completely fine. Bizarre. I went back to bed for a wee bit and then woke up when my mum phoned. She’s coming through today to take me out for dinner and is then going to see The Specials with my auntie. I was meant to be going but had to cancel last minute. I’m looking forward to dinner though. It should be good.
I got dressed and ready and was about to leave for uni when I realised it was pishing it down beyond belief. Since I didn’t quite fancy swimming into uni for 5 minutes to maybe see if the computer I used yesterday was free, in order to get my work off it, I got back into my PJs and went straight back into bed. At about 12 I got up and went to greggs. Om nom nom.
I decided to try on Mairi’s jeans she’s going to be wearing for halloween. I will steal them off her afterwards. They’re so good.
Mum came through at 6:30 and I met her at Queen Street before we went to Pizza Express. It was quite a laugh. I miss my mum sometimes. After our meal I walked her to Central Station and gave her a hug for the first time in years. What’s wrong with me?! I never hug my parents. (This does not make me a cunt by the way. I’m just not a cuddly person with them. I never have been. Even when I was a baby apparently.)
Thursday 6th October 2011
I drove back to Glasgow last night and just about had another spazz fit on the motorway. I’m actually quite a good driver and I really don’t like how this anxiety is making me second guess myself and get really uppity about other wankers on the road. I mean I’ve always been one for road rage but this is something completely different. It’s horrible.
I woke up at 10am and decided that instead of going to my lecture I would get all my work on my blog for my tutorial at 4:30pm. This turned out to be a stupid idea as my tutor didn’t even turn up. To say I was annoyed would be an understatement. I don’t think he listens at all. Instead of an apology he said that I could go to the time-tabled ones on Monday/Tuesday. The ones I told him I couldn’t attend because I have previous arrangements I had to make since GSA didn’t let me know my timetable until the last minute. Grrr. He’s not all bad though. He is helping me fill out some other forms.
Anyway, I spent the majority of the day blogging most of my research. I’m not sure where we stand on handing it in since I’m not going to print off hundreds of pages of blog and since the project is video based surely just handing over the URL would be more useful. Hmm. We’ll sort it.
After Michail didn’t turn up I went to the station and got on a train to Preston. I wasn’t meant to be going till Friday but since I’ve been a bit of a mental the past two weeks I just though ‘FUCK IT’ and booked another train ticket for a day early.
We spent the night eating Macaroni Cheese and watching Celebrity Juice. I really have missed my woman.
(I bought this t-shirt from ebay for £13. I fucking love it.)
Tuesday 27th September 2011 - Thursday 6th October 2011
The past two weeks have been interesting to say the least.
I am a mental. I had a spazz fit. I am now getting help. YAY.
I love mental instability. :/
Monday 26th September 2011
I woke up at 10:30am and Mairi phoned me around 11am. I don’t like waking up the first morning without her. I miss her too much. Same old story though eh. I’ll miss her for two weeks and then get to see her for a weekend and be all mushy again. God she’s made me so gay. The wee shit-bag.
Other than that, I got up and made myself some lunch. I had spinach and ricotta ravioli. Those who know me will know this is a big deal. I’m so fussy. I watched an episode of ‘Don’t Tell the Bride’ and it turned out to be a Scottish couple. It was so much funnier than the normal ones and it was also so weird knowing all the shops and bars they were going into. After it finished I managed to persuade Sarah to come swimming with me. We went over at 4:00pm and I taught her how to go underwater without holding her nose. She then proceeded to swim looking like flounder for about 5 minutes. Haha.
We left the swimming at about 5:10pm and I jumped in the shower. I dried my hair and made it nice. I’m excited to go back to uni tomorrow. I’m sure this excitement will wear off the minute I have to leave the house in the apparent torrential rain that’s set to happen tomorrow. Oh well. I guess I’ll have to get soaked. I don’t know where my umbrella is and I don’t own a jacket with a hood. Good one Brogan. You live in Glasgow and don’t own waterproofs. The weather for the rest of the week is meant to be slightly better though…
I was meant to get an early night but ended up on Skype to Mairi till about 1am. Whoopsie.
Wednesday 14th September 2011
I was all ready to start posting regularly again when I managed to come down with a viral infection, caught off my wonderful girlfriend, on our one year anniversary. Yay. So I’ve spent the last few days staying in Preston longer and vomiting my guts up. Yum.
Mairi’s alarm went off at 5:56am as she had her day working in the ambulances. I put her hair up for her because she said she couldn’t do it and then went back to sleep before she left. I then got up at 11:49am. Whoops. I’m so not going to be able to get to sleep when she does tonight. Something tells me I’ll be keeping her awake and annoying her until I’m tired. I’m so nice. I’m actually really excited to hear all her stories from the day. I’m such a sad bastard. But if I know her like I think I do then her wee face will be so excited.
I booked us a table for 8pm at Pizza Express as we never managed to go out for our actual anniversary. The woman on the phone asked for my name so I said ‘Brogan’ before she then asked me for my first name. I said that was my first name and it took her another four times to click. Stupid burd.
(This post was never finished because I vomited my dough balls back up and didn’t manage to eat my pizza. Sad face. However, I got to cancel my train and stay with my baby longer. Not everything about vomiting is bad… lol.)
