Well, today was nice even if the weather decided to be a disgusting pig. I suppose I shouldn't complain, thoughts to Japan, rather tragic.
Well I've decided to finally get a new style when I get my hair cut. I'm completely bored of it, basically I feel like I've got Worzel Gummage's hair style, straw bonanza. As of Monday no longer! Anyway I bought a hat today so if it takes me a bit of time to adjust to it I can hide it from myself until I don't feel utterly nauseous. My hairdresser is awesome though, it won't be the cut itself, more the person i.e me being me; I'll be all emotionally retarded about my hair and end up trying to gather the tufts and make it into a clip on ponytail or hairpiece. No, no, no.
Well on another note, I think my grandparents are trying to kill me...
Okay so not literal murder, but you know "scare-me-until-I-have-a-heart-attack-and-die" type kill. I'm pretty sure that it's not normal for grandad's to regularly exaggerate coughing so loudly you almost drop hot coffee into your lap, or laugh while watching overly evil horror films at ten o'clock in the morning then laughing when I run out scared! And I'm also quite certain that it isn't normal for a grandmother to hide either in the bathroom in the dead of night and jump out at you or crouch down in the kitchen and jump up like the incarnation of Tigger. Oh to top it all off they laugh! They laugh about it with such glee I'm almost convinced they plan it together. I love them but I think I might have to bring a motion sensor and dreamcatcher every time I come back from university to visit them to ensure I don't have nightmares!
If I'm honest the two cats, whom I love just as dearly as my lovely grandparents, seem just as intent on causing me some sort of trauma as a memento. One of them thinks it's completely acceptable to try and walk over my face while I sleep, and the other just thinks it's fine to headbutt me from the top of the fridge/freezer until I feed him. To be fair though the second one is done to everyone, so maybe he's just cantankerous in his old age.
I went shopping today and bought a couple of things. I bought a pair of new shoes which I think are awesome, but that's just my own opinion. I managed to survive my solitary shopping trip without any implications. I then had to wait for like an hour for a bus, I always forget how ridiculously unreliable some bus services are! Except the 53 bus, I love that one, regularly ontime, barely ever late. Yes that one is an exception. I was so cold while waiting I felt like pouring my coffee over my hands, but I decided to just drink it instead, nobody wants a coffee soaked ginger on the bus, no matter how epic they are.
Wow I've insignificantly rambled for what seems like an adequate post so I think I shall now leave it at this and go back to tinkering on my computer and generally reading until I feel tired enough to go to bed.
So.Goodbye...
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