Moving out
by , 06-06-2008 at 12:11 PM (1041 Views)
Gah! I can't get it all in my case. Bugger! My master plan is to leave today, somewhere between 5-6 (My usual kind of time for coming here from home).
What's worse is I've got a bad stomach bug. I'm used to digestive complaints but this is off my usual scale which leads me to believe that this is a genuine stomach bug. Why now? I want to move out today so I won't be stuck doing the cleaning for my floor and also because I'd have to be up at 6 or somethig because we have to be out by 10. It wouldn't be worth staying another night. To make matters worse, I've got 4 whole bottles of water. I can't take them all back and I can't drink 4 bottle of water (I'm only just half way through the 5th one) I might be able to dispose of this one but the others will end up down the drain and it's just such a waste. 4 whole bottles (that's 1liter bottles) 4 liters of water. A wicked waste. It's not tap water either, if it were I wouldn't bother, this is tesco bottled water, of the fizzy kind (it's all I ever drink, Tom's addiction was to Fanta Fruit Twist (which I introduced him to but went off of it myself very quickly) and I have tesco sparkling water (incidentaly why do they say sparkling? It's not sparkly, I'm dran to sparkly so I know it when I see it, its fizzy, and besided, you only see the bubbles when you open it for the first time and if fizzes all over your clothes (which happened on my first day here) when you shake it of when there are imperfections in the bottle (or glass, but I usually take it from the bottle) it was mentioned on QI that the bubbles aren't caused by carbondioxide,it's what they are but it doesn't cause them, it's dirt or imperfections in the glass that cause them. I discovered this to e true when I was drinking a 2 liter bottle of lemonaid (I needed te bottle to make a humane mouse trap, which never worked because the mice disapeared afterwards)so I was drinking it from a glass. I studied the bubbls and found a stream of bubbles coming from the same place. On closer inspection I found a bit of dirt stuck to the bottom of the glass, so QI was right again)).
It's a ightmare though, I can't get everything in my case. No matter what though, the laptop is going in. I've thought of various options when going to sleep. I douls take it out of the bag and pack it (reducing the size of it and providing handy storage space for various items (such as my dirty cutlery)) and, if asked I could say that it was leant to me by my brother for moving out (the story I had planned if anyone asked last time, but there was my laptop in there that time, thakfully no one asked (I know what you're thinking, Emma doesn't have a brother, this is true, but they wouldn't know that)) Or, I could take some other things out and pack the other things in a big, green, tesco bag (green as in reusable ans not plastic rather than green in colour (they're trying to push those so as to seem "eco friendly", but really it's so they don't get bothered by environmentalists and such)) I'm plannig to bung everything I can't get in my case in there, but It'll be a bugger to handle. Mum thinks I should strap my pillow to my case. She really doesn't get it at all. I have to get a crowded bus and a crowded train and come safey out at the other end, and even then I have to make it home without being mugged a knife point. The bastard kids'll be out of shcool by now and strutting around with a half limp, with their trousers half way down their legs trying to look like gangsters. One word. Why? And three other words. What. The. ****? What do they think they look like, strutting around half like a jackdaw and half like a penguin trying to sound "ghetto"? And who thought of that word for describing a pea brained parade of peacocks that make up most of today's youth culture (in my area anyway)? Because I, personally, associate that word with evil, A.K.A Hitler and Nazi Germay, and genacide, personally. So who thought that'd be a good word for youth culture?
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Can anyone at all explain this. I mean where the hell do there words come from? who makes them up? can anyone seriously explain to me exactly what a "Chav" is? Because no one I've asked can give a straignt answer. They say it's this or that or like this person. Why the **** do you use a word when you don't even know what it means? Why? Seriously, I'm just dying to know why. Geez the Englands going down hill. Everyone trying to be stereotypically American, like they see in American teen programs (that I don't watch personally and only ever watched out of boredom) WHY CAN'T BRITISH WRITERS PULL THEIR FINGER OUT AND WRITE THEIR OWN CRAP? Instead of bringing things in from the states about skinny girls with "California tans" wearing criminally short clothes and incredibly tacky earrings who drive around in shiny convertables. SERIOUSLY! Convertibles are no good in England, it's too grey and wet, only in that brief period of sweltering in mid summer could you possible use it and by that time you're so hot and fed up you wish you could blot the sun out all together. I can't stand getting on a train and putting up with bony bimbos with fake tans and bleached hair (and no matter how natural they try to make it look, you can usually tell because they eyebrows don't match the hair, if you're going to claim it's natural at least make some effort and do something with the rest of your body hair) in their open toed sandals (that'll fall part when they step in a puddle) with they hich heels wearing an inch thick layer of makeup and those ridiculous big hooped earings and chunky jewellry. What do they think they look like! because the word slag instantly springs to my mind. And when they wear ridiculously short tops and their low skirts to show off every inch of stomach it just doesn't suit them. Few people have the hips for skirts with waistbands that don't cover their stomachs. No matter how much you vomit, some people just don't look good n those kinds of clothes, you can shrink your waste but your hip bones are a different matter.
The whole thing just makes me mad.
Ah well, got to finish packing, I've entered leaving time and i could kil for some noodles now, better get some when I get back, yay.
Bluebiird out.



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)) Or, I could take some other things out and pack the other things in a big, green, tesco bag (green as in reusable ans not plastic rather than green in colour (they're trying to push those so as to seem "eco friendly", but really it's so they don't get bothered by environmentalists and such)) I'm plannig to bung everything I can't get in my case in there, but It'll be a bugger to handle. Mum thinks I should strap my pillow to my case. She really doesn't get it at all. I have to get a crowded bus and a crowded train and come safey out at the other end, and even then I have to make it home without being mugged a knife point. The bastard kids'll be out of shcool by now and strutting around with a half limp, with their trousers half way down their legs trying to look like gangsters. One word. Why? And three other words. What. The. ****? What do they think they look like, strutting around half like a jackdaw and half like a penguin trying to sound "ghetto"? And who thought of that word for describing a pea brained parade of peacocks that make up most of today's youth culture (in my area anyway)? Because I, personally, associate that word with evil, A.K.A Hitler and Nazi Germay, and genacide, personally. So who thought that'd be a good word for youth culture?
