New laptop yo!

The insurance company finally pulled their finger out and actually sent me a shiny new laptop, so I'm blogging away in the Library at Uni, whilst keeping Sarah company; offering words of encouragement as she attempts to take down a particularly bad mo' fo' of an essay. I've even gone to the café for her a few times to provide her with Lucozade.

Friend of the Year Award? Gerron on my Mantlepiece.

I'm mainly writing because i'm bored, so God knows what kind of direction this is going to go in. It's going to be an absolute roller coaster ride... Or not, depending on your idea of excitement.

One thing I do want to say though, is how much I'm looking forward to the Easter holiday. It feels like years since I was last home, even though it's only been 3 months. I'm well and truly fed up of the routine of Uni now, so to get away from Sunderland for a few weeks is going to be sweet

I'm also really excited about going to Keswick; one of my all time favourite places. It'll be boss :)

Another thing that's occurin' over Easter is my Birthday. As if I'm going to be 20.

I didn't want to be one of many people who, during the run up to the actual day, are all like "I'm scared of turning 20, I won't be a teenager anymore"

So?

I, for one am not even slightly arsed. Age doesn't mean a thing. Sure, it has connotations of maturity and stuff, but that's it... just connotations, nothing else. If you don't want to feel grown up, you don't have to. It's not like you actually change mentally.

Even when they do turn 20, they'll "prbably stl tipe lyk dis" thus rendering them a dufus toddler.

Actual example of an absolute halfwit typing, taken from everyone's favourite website, Facey-B:

"Kant wait to c a cirten person on sat :):)"

Seriously? Eurgh. It's actually easier to type properly than in that stupid way! And why replace 'C' with a 'K'? It's the same bleedin' sound, you absolute frube.

Another thing that goes hand in hand with Birthdays is the 'obligatory' night out. Where I won't be getting absolutely bevvied. I've gone right off it.

It's nice to have a few drinks and stuff...Maybe get a bit merry. But I'm completely over the "regularly drink yourself stupid" stage. The Hangover and loss of memory just isn't worth it. I'd rather have a good time, but wake up feeling good the next day.

What a square I am.

Right... That's all I can think of writing about.

In a bit x