Starbucks, a Horcrux and Voldemort On My Bathmat?

Oh hello.

Well first of all, I am totally freaked out! I think I saw Voldemort's face in the bathmat! To be fair my nan noticed it first so I was thinking she's finally hooped the loop but no, there was a resemblance to a face. Hm, I've realised I mention Voldemort in a few blogs, oh maybe I'm like secretly a horcrux drawn to him? Ha joke, he's dead.

I also noticed the line he spilled in Harry Potter "Only I can live forever", you know because he put bits of his soul in random objects? Well I'm ginger, we're rumoured to have no soul at all, I'm alive. Therefore I can either never die or I am in fact Voldemort and everything I've ever known is a lie. Or quite possibly I've spent far too much time indoors. As awesome as the others sound I bet it's the latter.

Moving on, I've decided to start hand drawing things again. It's all very well using Microsoft Paint, all trackpads and mice but I miss drawing with a pencil or a pen. I only hand drew posters for an assignment because everyone else in my group used a computer to print posters from the internet and I was like "dude, lazy much?"

I bought the seven Harry Potter books the other week because my cretinous sisters (who can't look after anything) ruined the last ones. Ugh they ruin everything. Anyway I also bought a few other books, 'The Count of Monte Cristo', 'Anna Karenina' and 'The Great Gatsby'. I saw them and was like "must buy!" so I did.

The Starbucks obsession is still going strong, though it is a forty-five minute bus ride to the nearest one. Meh worth it. Looking forward to going back to uni because there's one really close to the university itself. Oh and I also miss my friends and stuff, obviously!

Anyway enough about my currently boring existence, I'm off to get a bath and stand on Voldemort's face.

Rambles of Ginger Hedgehogs and Social Stuff...

Oh hey.

Well it's yet another late night/early morning, lo and behold. To be fair I could probably change my sleeping pattern if I so desired, but it just so happens I like late nights. My grandparents have started calling me Pipistrelle, after the bat. I don't mind, that is an awesome nickname.

In other pointless news, I bought an iPod Touch 4th Generation on Monday. Indeed, it was a rather enticing piece of technology I wanted and I don't usually want things simply as a frivolous posession. I got it synced finally, thanks to my uncle who is scarily knowledgable of practically everything, it's quite unnerving. I installed iTunes myself, which I was quite proud of since I haven't destroyed my laptop, I nearly went into apoplexy when it asked if it wanted to make changes but I realised it has to say that to install.
Sometimes I'd swear I was retarded or something. Anyway moving away from my mental capabilities for now.

Nothing much is really happening, except my grandparent's usual traumatisation of my person. You know, general assault etc. Never a dull moment, I either get a face full of water or things launched in my direction. All in jest of course, though maybe I should cry or something? I'm going shopping on Thursday with a friend from uni, the fun we shall have. Yes, it will be nice and I plan on stepping into Starbucks.

Meh I'm also getting a haircut tomorrow, as if I have full on miles of hair to shear off anyway. Alas I do not, however I want it thinning down at the back, I'm starting to look like a ginger hedgehog the way it sticks out! Plus I'd like it a bit sleeker now, it has a bit too much volume/texture and adds the Pipistrelle bat look my nan and grandad like to laugh about.

Apart from that I have nothing planned until August. Essex! Oh and also if the Matthew Street Festival is on, I'm there. Not for the music, that's generally mediocre, but for the atmosphere, plus I can slink off to a pub (or to Starbucks once more) if I get bored. Last year cups got thrown, one hit me in the shoulder, there was also backside pinching by random people, was rather funny, until it's done to you!

Anyway, I think I've finished my ramble about my oh so exciting life. Feel free to be awed by how fantastic it actually is.

Any typo's? Supposed to be there, obviously. *Whistles and walks away.*

Umbrella's, Bed and Pregnant Men?!

Hey.

I got back from the cinema a few hours ago, was lucky it wasn't sold out after all, extraordinary film, very emotional. I must admit I cried. On the way back, walking alone in the dark it seemed quite weird having waited for so long and then it's done. I probably looked distraught or something, to those Friday night party goers.

Well tomorrow is a new day. Certainly does not feel like a nice one though. I have a pressure headache and my eyes sting that is either an indication of thunder etc. or I have cried too much.

I might take my big umbrella (small one broke today, walked back from purchasing my ticket in the rain) and go for a long walk tomorrow, I think I've literally spent too much time indoors on my laptop. Oh internet, so many sites to amuse myself with. Facebook is one that takes up the majority of my time.

Actually there isn't much that is so great about it anymore, it deletes everything and messes up quite regularly. The groups and profiles are fun, well to an extent. The pretence of characters are nice until one wrong move and you are finished. They'll ice you and you have to take it. I may just use it less.

I just remembered that I never did join that library, I'll have to do it on Monday, unless they are open on Saturday's. Time to emerge from the interactive life and join the real world for the rest of the summer.

I am so tired. Sleepwise and generally, I'm planning on sorting my abysmal sleeping pattern anyway. I have purple shadows under my eyes damn it! As for general life, there is drama at every turn, like I want to hear about who's fallen out with who and who's having a baby, frankly I couldn't care less if you broke up with the love of your life or if you are the next pregnant man or mother of octuplets! I'm not a mean person, not by any standard but I'm not about to pretend I care about something so inanely uninteresting unless I absolutely have to.

Well as previously stated, I am tired so I think I'll go to bed, go to sleep and hopefully feel better in the morning.

Goodnight, mon ami.

Diamonds Die Hard & Hans Gruber With Electric Shocks From The Hoover...

Oh hi.

It's a rather boring day today, and really hot too. Or maybe it's just quite warm and I'm really hot. Temperature wise obviously, yeah maybe that is it. I have just finished hoovering so it's a possibility. Oh god I hate that cleaning contraption, I swear it is evil, like a secret transformer or something. Everytime I hoover I get an electric shock off it, no lie. Just holding the handle doing what you do when you hoover and BAM! I get zapped. Stupid Dyson I'm on to you.

Well I'm done now, I polished this morning, yeah I like doing the door handles, makes them shiny! I'm not like a magpie or anything but some shiny things are just amazingly nice to look at. Like diamonds! My birth stone is diamond. Speaking of such loveliness, I found my Swarovski earrings the other day, I thought I'd lost them forever when I moved to uni,I was gutted because my nan bought me them for Christmas a couple of years ago, but no they were in the box the whole time!

Also, I'm not a happy ginger. I looked online and Harry Potter is sold out. G-damn it! I would elbow a child in the face to get a ticket. Okay so maybe not elbow as such more like wait in the queue like a normal person. But inside I'd want to. Maybe it's a good thing to let the crowds die down first because I'd probably turn into a raging psychopath if someone spoke or say, ate their popcorn too loud. I haven't waited this long to hear someone chewing down my ear the whole time. I'd be tempted to shove their snack down their throat and tell them to choke quietly.
Like. A. Boss.

I watched 'Die Hard' last night, it's usually the one I watch on a hangover, makes me feel better. Anyway I don't watch it for the John McClane parts I watch it for the Hans Gruber ones- dude's a badass Heist-Man. Nice beard too.

Anyway I'm going to continue whatever it is I was doing.

Bye now.

Two Days, Nyan Cat, Nose.

Well hello.

Two days! Yes, I'm talking about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two! I'm so excited but at the same time don't want it to end. Though the whole hype about it makes it more real, the fact that it's ending. Well it isn't gone forever, books and DVD's etc see to that, which is great.

Hm, never did get my Hogwarts Acceptance Letter. I bet my parents hid it because they didn't want me to go. They were probably tempted to do the same with my university acceptance letter too. I'm joking, they gave me that letter.

Anyway not much has gone on really, just stuff on top of stuff. Eloquent I know, don't pretend you don't admire my linguistic finesse and literary prowess! Oh and I rhyme too.

4:21am and I'm sat with a really cold cup of coffee writing a blog that nobody reads, with two dodgy fingers might I add, since they sting after I burnt them while making said coffee. It's one of those things that annoys you no end because it stings for ages! Hmm. Oh well I like the internet, oh blogspot a place to rant and say things that may not always be socially acceptable in real life. Also it has Nyan Cat which I think I'm slowly becoming obsessed with. The shadows under my eyes prove it.

Another thing that isn't socially acceptable, is (moving back to Harry Potter for a second) Voldemort's lack of nose. What is that, I don't even know what that is! Oh and since when did he look like he wants to cry every three seconds? When I watch the films I'm not scared (age of 20 doesn't matter at all, honest) he's just whiney. Screw you Voldemort!...I said it. I ain't afraid of no nose.


Anyway why I felt the need to rant I'll never know but I did and that's fine.

Au Revoir!

P.s Typos? I'll deal with it at a later date...Tired, very, very tired.

Wanderer Returns, Just Rolling By to Say Hi!

Well hello.

Been another while, yes?
Yeah, I forgot about this blog again. You know, life. So, I've finished university for three months now! I know, what to do for the endless weeks of summer? Stay with the evil grandparents whom I love very much, despite their attempts to disturb me mentally on a daily basis? But of course!

I found out there's a library in this area somewhere, that I've not been to, and since I'm a total book whore I may as well sign up! Though they do ask for identification. As if I'm going to roll up and be like "everybody on the ground now! I want this bag filled with Hemingway, Nabokov, Christie and Keyes!" Hmmm. I suppose signing up to one more library won't hurt. Gives me a route to walk and a place to haunt. Can't argue with that.

I haven't planned anything for my time off. Well except my trip to London and Essex. Excited about that, it's not until August though, so I'll save that for another day. I'll probably just see what floats by me, in the way of activities. I don't want to be stuck in on Facebook all summer!

Ah Facebook. It's one of those things that isn't essential to everyday life but you can't help but use it as though it is. The groups and pages, some are hilarious, some take it too seriously. All in all it's quite fun. The internet is a funky thing indeed, my friend. I have many sites that amuse me for hours on end, especially on nights rife with insomnia.

I love all those weird things that you can uncover with a click of a mouse and the right webpage. One thing I do dislike though, immensely is those stupid Trojan Virus Scareware things! Talk about creepy! I don't know why people make them.

Anyway I don't think I have anything else to say, so it is indeed goodnight.

Involvings With Technology and Crying About Harry Potter Whilst Fending off Stereotypes...

Oh hi!

It's been a while hasn't it! Not that anyone in particular reads this, which I don't mind, it is, essentially just something to vent in actuality. Something to ramble on, about everyday happenings and the occasional interesting occurrence.

Well I am here, in my last few days at home. With some work done and a partially started, nowhere near finished, report, I can safely say inbetween I've had a lovely three week break.

It would be remiss of me to say I don't miss my flatmates and friends at uni though, oh crazy people how I have missed you, very much. I must say going back we have an eventful first week back! Yes indeed. Since we all adhered to the commonly addressed stereotype of "poor students" none of us had the money to celebrate my birthday before we left for Easter so, since we'll all have temporarily shrugged that label off now, next week we shall be heading out for what seems a delightfully promising, if kind of belated, celebration of my turning two decades old. However I do wish it to be about everyone, not just myself.

Well as you can tell my mental dexterity returned long enough to remember I have a blog to write even if it's only a reminder to myself that I should carry through what I start even when nobody notices.

Come to think of it nothing amazing has happened. Except the tiny fact that my nan might officially have gone loopy. No seriously, she told me at dinner yesterday evening not to touch a bat if I ever saw one as it may bite me and I'll catch rabies and also she said she is Voldemort...You know the annoying wizard/creature in the Harry Potter series, of which I am an avid fan, however whenever I watch the films and Voldemort talks or what have you, I just think "Oh will you just shut up!" On the whole I find him frankly annoying like a whining child "I want to live forever blah-blah-blah".

On the subject of Harry Potter, the first part of 'Deathly Hallows' was quite shocking,to be fair. However having previously read all the books then watched the film (enthusiastically past bordering obsessively) I must admit it felt like the last one was a sellout. Not going to lie it was exhausting reading the book, kind of like "oh hello emotional rollercoaster." I actually put the book down when I read the part about Snape and Nagini. I put it down and refused to read anymore until the following day. Extreme reaction? Oh contraire, I cried first. I regret nothing.

Anyway I'm going, I'm tired and I have posters that need to be done for Art Direction, which is one subject I will not even go into right now on the grounds that a rant will arise.

Night.