Sexual Seduction no longer.

Guyssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

This alien influenza is possibly ruining all my life. Mainly because at Rose Cottage (where I live) you get told off for spazzing. Imagine no spazzing. Nada, zilch, kaputt.

I'm going to work today in the "british summer time" waeyyyyy aka one hour less sleep, bad times, ahaha.

Yesterday I was a rather a woman when I embraced the fact that I am now blinder than I was 2 years ago and needed new glassessss. I hate glasses shopping. None of them ever suit me, I just want my old ones baaaack. So, anyways I got some yesterday, and I fear I do not look the womanizer I once once. Its a severeee concern.

On that note, I must leave. Some of us need to go and earn the dosh :D

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OH HEYYYY

Ok, so the week alone in the flat of joy has been tres bizzare. Its been rather unproductive, as i have been ill most of the week. however, today i:

*wrote an essay

*picked up a package

*went to news and booze and bought ginger biscuits for milo

*had a carl shaped visitor

*straightened my hair

*flooded the kitchen

*made the site manager a cup of tea to thank him for resolving the kitchen situation

*threw myself at the feet of some bloke that came to check our shower, ewbcause i thought he was a)burgalar bill or b)the phantom. He turned out to be nether, but I managed to trip over the hoover in my frenzy, and spill my breakfast :-(


And now I am going to church. with red lipstick on. ohohoho.



Last weekend i went to stay with Ellie. it was beautiful in every way. Espec when she rolled in drunk at 430 and slept WITH ME IN MY BED. how many days have i waited for this to come? If there are any outside readers today, these two clips sum ellie up rather well.

This one

and

This one



I ove elli and how we abuse and love each other simulateneuosly. CArl came round earlier, and observe that i was making far too many jokes about his new 'postgraduate beard' (which i maintain is a legitimate term). I concluded that the reason was that I have no had elli here to laugh with/at.


Ok i ahve to run now. i love you all and prommise to write more often. get well soon mic. xxxxxxxx

I Miss Leeds...and Facebook Chat is undergoing maintenance.

Yodles.

Guys, I miss Leeds bad and the general spazzing.

I'm even missing the Phantom and the fact that he is apparently in Surrey, I hate this and I am very jealous I WANT SOME PHANTOM LOVEEEE! ahahah.

Only 23 days until I'm back in Bonny St Marks yesssssssss.

Basically, the latest news in Mic ville. I watched the last Larkrise to Candleford and sobbed...not just a bit...for a few hours and then went to work (which was tres bon to be honest). Andddd then me and Fionnuala are finding each other hilarious as always :D

Yesterday, I bought mine and Dennis' tickets for LATITUDE eeeeep. Sehr excitement even though the line-up hasn't been put up and its rumoured to not be intense, I'm sure it will be amaze though agagag.

NB: At work cannot say to customers: "What a woman", "spazzing about" or "I'm not going to lie" they JUST DO NOT UNDERSTAND.

Aussi, I wonder how the kitchen is looking? Its a bizarre experience having to load and unload the dishwasher, hang washing on the line and hoover. Anyways...

Hope you are all safe and well!

Post: Michaela.

All time low.

"What really goes in inside there...?

Louise has gone to the library. commenced at 9am, will resume normal service at approx 3:30. we hope.


Quick apology to Ellie for mooching out of the irish dance fest last night without telling her in a panic at the realisation of my immense ammounts of hausaufgaben, and to Mic and Dennis for not making it avec the mousatche. tonight will be all together different, I am going to get my dance on!!

Yesterday we got the pleasure of meeting Hannah Mason, who is Hannah Eskelles homegirl. Meaning that at one point, in our group of 7 there was 4 hannahs, 3 Irish types (loving st. Ps, obv), and 2 'Woods'. (the surname, not the large concentration of trees.)


Anyway, I'm going to have a break, go to the toilet, and check my phone. Nature calls, I wanna see who else did.

Post: Louise

So much to sayyy ANDDDD so much time - excellence.

I have honestly no idea what has overcome the flat, no blog in what 7 days?!?!?!?!?!? Does that mean nothing has happened in a WHOLE week? No possibly not, so why have we neglected our poor blog? I'm not lying when say that this may have reduced me to depression. NO LIES.

Well what can I say? Wednesdayyy me and Hannah went to see the Rumble Strips and she though it a sumptuous idea to jump on stage during the encore - fab times! There she was dancing away and Charlie was pretty aweful of her, it was truly a beautiful moment. Thenn she attempted to crowd surf and fell flat on her assssssssss on stage and then sucessfully completed the task and ended up in the arms of 'X'. A guy we had been stalking from 'Y' as potential boyfriend material. agagaga. Thennn we attended panic in which we were stalked and malestered some seductively creepy mennn, excellent.

The thursdayyy off a town trip went to get Hannah's disposal camera developed...and well they all came out black it was a sad time.

However, we went into place 'Y' to be greeted by a potential 'X' but then it all got very confusing when we werent sure who it was and whether it was them and it was all rather cringeworthy.

Friday, was Idioteque day when Ellie returned from on Otley Run on TOP DRUNKEN FORM. Me Hannah and James were all bon voyaging to Idioteque and played some sickness of a version of Ride the Bus with next dooor and ended up in an excitable state of mind where we spat jam, ryvitia and choco dots all over the floor. Yessssssss. Then we ripped up the newspaper in anger that Ellie's article hadn't be published and then poured out cunting Tom's jam on a plate...and took photos of all these sumptous times.

We ensued to idio where it was AMAAAAAAAZING and I got some sort of narcolepsy shock where I fell asleep on the dancefloor...bad times.

Thennnnnnnnnnnnn (as Hannah is cooling tea and I need to grate some cheese) I'm skipping todayyyy where the summer is hereeeee! Playing frisbee and frolicking in the sun is on the moveeeee. Instead actually, Louise and Ellie are taking photos of each other on their phones....YOU GUYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

I love you all

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One month anniversary!

Hello! Tomorrow is my one month anniversary of life in b2.2 so I thought I'd celebrate by writing my first blog post!

The extent of things is that I have done almost nothing today, which is a little more than yesterday. I therefore have little to write about.

So thank you very much my fellow homosocials for being your lovely selves and welcoming me with open arms. Good times to come!

Lots of love, Hannah E!
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Sunflowers, Cookies and all in all excitable times :D

ALOHA!

Hannah made cookies, successfully :) YAY!

Man, I came back from Manchester with my sister last night, it was amazing times! But I sure did miss out, I cannot believe that everyone watched Flushed Away without me :( Sad times, but this week is going to be goooood.

Also, I made my first professional phone call to La Tasca, so 7pm on Sunday night Flat B2.2 will be trundling down to La Tasca fr a candle lit romantic meal between 7. Its going to be schweeeeeet.

Man I am excitabe. Oh yeah, and also yesterday, because I couldn't find a dress for my sisters wedding I bought a kit to grow a sunflower instead, but it hasn't started growing yet, Louise says I've drowned it. Already. I only planted it yesterday. MEH!

AHASHAHAHAHAHAH!
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Through the keyhole...kind of.

Holler :-D I am currently on michaelas bed, in my best summer clothes.

Does anyone remember that epic programme 'Through the keyhole"? if not, then the picture beow will disturb rather than remind you:



I have tracked David Dickinson down, and he has agreed to provide an online commentary 'through the keyhole' for our flat. However,because our rooms are wayyyyyy too obvious as to who lives in them, we made the joint decision to play 'Who lives in a cupboard like this?': that is to say, analysing the food cupboards of the b2.2 girls. Also, it is very apropirate, given all of our various obsessions with food.

Numero uno:
















DD:Jaffa cakes, pitta bread, and pickeled cabbage. This person clearly has NO IDEA. I approve of the cheerios however. And Jaffa cakes are thought to enhance tan, which i am all for.

Numero Dos:


















This person, I have the inclination, prefers collecting food over cooking and eating it. no saucepans or plates to speak of....Pickled ginger? wheat free pasta....fairtrade ricecakes....since when were rice cakes unfair? Soya milk...when was the last time you milked a soy? Gah. what is wrong with you woman.

Number trece:
















DD: 2 people = more food right? wrong. these 2 manage to survive on a low budget, due to ultimate domesticity and budget planning. Tacos being a favourite: So whos cupboard is this? look out for the girls with the sombreros...OH..la!

Numero cuatro
















DD: Well. This person owns more utensils than food. maybe she enjoys playing kitchen, alike to a 5 year old.



Thanks Dave!
Louise is now going into town to purchase a film about SINGING SLUGGGS! AAAAAAAAH!

love you all

Louise xxx

GIRLS TERRIFIED AS PHANTOM RETURNS WITH NEW POWER.

Ooooolaaaaaaaaaa!

The Phantom is once again with us. In case a few of you didn't know the extent of the hauntings of flat B2.2, a phantom appears in our shower now and again. The shower turns itself on BUTTT not just on by the pully thing, in fact the tap turns aswell. Its tres bizarre. In which, normally Louise screams and i run to scare it off HOWEVER, this time Hannah came across the new sensation of the phantom. Except, this time it "banged" hmmmm. Has the phantom developed human mannerisms? I hope not. It'll be opening doors next.

Anyways, so as we get ready, Caffs and Milo join us to play Ring of Fire which VERY shortly turned into "never have i ever"...intriguing. aahahahahah.

By this point we were sufficiently drunk and decided to prance about to hannah's lego ipod dock and take over 70 photos...in the kitchen...before we even left ahah.











Much to our merriment we waltzed to Hifi, to a club night called SILVER HIPS. Myself and Hannah had become very much the spazmodics about, well basically its amazing and amazing and slightly amazing. I had the best of times with the homies...I fear leaving day with a passion, it really frightens me inside BUTTT I know that these times will occur in our respective homes (mainly mine and hannah's as it will be THE BEST and THE COOLEST yayyyyyy).

So we rock and rolla until the dawn was upon us. It was rather epic. Hannah D took polaroids, new dance moves were pulled out, Louise went missing, Milo lost his glasses, Michaela was so excited she forgot to buy a drink, Ellie was wasted and took some amaaaazing photos, Hannah E raped members of the public anddd I have to say all in all we must have looked like the coolest kids in town...maybe.

So, on a more tragic note, Welsh loses her phone and waits until 3am to retreive it. ALL LIES. However, as me and Hannah discussed on our hangover mooch into the citayyyy - how fast did that night go?

Well I'm glad to say that the beauty of Hangover Club is back in our lives and here to stay forever more. Ellie rolls out of bed babbling about how her mouth is like a "savana"...get it?...not really...apparently its what the cider's called at Hifi. Smooth.

Now we are laughing at ourselves particularly "and da bats" ahaah. Anyways, life has hit an all time low. Hannah just ate mould because she thought something had 'dropped' in her pesto. What a woman.

Alcohol makes fools of us all. Never forget.

Post: Michaela.

If I'm obelix, you are my boulder....

(Possibly an abstract artistic representation of Louise in the mornings)



events that are normal....

RLD is at Gavs

Louise is in michealas bed

Ellie is spazzing around at school

events that are not normal

Hannah D has matching socks on. (not too sure on this, but it unnerves me slightly, Dennis seems like an odd-socks kinda girl)

Hannah E is writing an essay.

Michaela is sitting still and writing homework.




Maybe an addition is required to the 'we are brave list'? 'we are normal...'

somehow I dont think it is going to fly.

NEWSFLASH NEWSFLASH

Hannah E has finished her essay. Thank the lord, maybe the evil sprit of homework is gradually being exorcised.


Things that are always normal.....vast amounts of food being consumed. But not hot chocolate by Louise, as she has given it up for lent. Louise nearly caved into some warm cocoa goodness, just one day ago. However dear dennis pointed out to her that she should stick with it, as she is a Christian and therefore believes in the principle of it.

Darn. Dennis is becoming wise.

New list...'We are wise...'?

More likely than 'we are normal....'

In support of this, Hannah and micheala lenjoy harrasing postgraduate tutors about their sleeping arrangements. classy ladies.


I'm sure something epic will happen soon. For now, I am enjoying being in michealas been, and rueing (RUEING) the day in march when it will cease to be avaliable to me.


Louise x

Climate change is already having an impact on European bird species, according to British scientists.

Its a sad day indeed. To think that in 20years time there will be no pissing magpies outside a first year student's window in St Marks isn't even worth thinking about. In fact, I died a little bit inside. Fuck that shit. I hate this Global Warming malarck. So in fact I don't even know why I wrote it. Actually...I'm going to stop talking about it NOW.

Sorry, that was some breaking news ala the BBC website. agag.

Yesterday was a bizarre day indeed. Hannah's c**t of a boyfriend dumped her over the phone, in which when I gave him a taste if his own medicine, he didn't very much like. Boys ey? Pissing boys.

Hereby, we made the pact that she WILL NOT get tooooo sexy until after Easter. Good times. So, we decided to return to our roots of the ultimate man search ala facebook. Brilliant and good times all round; except, it confused and bewildered Milo, he felt he had to leave.

Returning to the kitchen to get our "sex on fire" Louise decides to inform us of her 'AMAAAAZING' tea. It consisted of rice cakes and fake cheese...and what was it? Ohhh how did she put it? "MORE RICECAKES". What a woman - and I believe a half.

Infact some mentalistic homework pandemic has hit the flat where we now feel that we have to do homework. Tres bizarre. Even Louise had her door shut. It unnerved us all. There is certainly a different atmosphere in the flat...we apparently do the washing up now aswell - meh.

So all in all we are healthy and alive. And I think that is reason enough to rejoice. Get to it!

(Next in series - GIRLS GET TO IT AT SILVER HIPS)

Post: Michaela.

Obesity and drugs.....

Hm, In response to the below post, My advice isnt usually as useful as that piece ;-) And not all boys runi lives...my dog is a boy! haha.

Just a short post to say......I am sitting in the Language library doing my german homework.(Library, homework, what?????) & listening to a Portuguese news report.

The girl next to me is obviously studying English as a foreign language (i deduced this from the nature of her textbooks). I just looked at her computer screen, and and it says her English exam conversation topics are:

-Blairs Legacy

-Drugs in sport

-Obesity.



Wow.

We should follow Louises advice more...

A few weeks ago Louise told me that boys ruined lives. I told her that they could also make lives at the same time, as in make people happy. I backed the boys :D I don't anymore. They do ruin lives :D I could say bad words here, but thats bad.