the inevitable 'drunk blog'

after 5 glasses of lovely zinfandel and cloudy lemonade i have came to blogspot to stop myself posting stuff on facebook like an attention seeking 16 year old. i am 19 btw.

ahhh

my basically brother robin decided it was a good idea to have a nice glass of rose. WRONG IDEA. after the 1st glass we decided lets get blazed.

uh oh spaghetti-ohs!!!!

x

i'm home in the hills for a glorious week of relaxing and cramming myself with as much food as i possibly can.

high points of this week at home are as follows:

mama made carrot cake which i have been having with my tea- ooooffft (another post, another mention of tea. what can i say)

i bleached the hair AGAIN.. and i'm suffering for it now since my scalps itchy!

i successfully backed up all my files onto the family external hardrive

in the process of tryna find microsoft word i found the whole office 2007 way hay!!!

tomorrow hasnt happened yet but we are going out for a meal at ardshealach- dunno if that is the correct spelling.

i unearthed my wee xmas tree so thats in the travel bag ready to be taken back to glasgow for the flat

finally, there is a good supply of mr bean videos here that keeps me entertained when eating my sandwhiches.

x

sitting wishing waiting

uck, i'm pretty sure tea is the ultimate cure for everything. i'm watching that new series on sky one- the middle. funny stuff. i cant laugh right now though otherwise my headache will come back and eat my brain. ahh fuck i've to finish my report for college tonight. soooooobbbbb. cant wait for the 22nd when i go home back in the hills yayz! no one will read this so why am i writing it? because i want to ramble type..that's why. x

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i feel cream - peaches (proxy radio edit) is a tune. i've only listened to it once but know it's a keeper.

tim westwood.

today i was watching the telly. nothing was on so i began flicking through the music channels as one does. i came to a crappy non-descript pop channel and there was a programme on called 'flava'. tim westwood was on it bro-in' down wiv his homie, his boy, his 'slice lil wayne. my irritation levels increased 10 fold. TIM WESTWOOD YOU ARE AN EMBARESSMENT TO BRITAIN. my problem with him is that he thinks he's something he most certainly is not and never will be. westwood = white english shitty DJ. what he is in his mind = black american buff bling bling rapper with extensive knowledge of da ghetto talk. lil wayne would be talking in his way, y'know rappa stylee. then mr silly english boy comes in and says something completely annoying and almost not understandable (due to him trying to cram in as much 'dope' phrases as possible). he has middle class british origins... his father, bill westwood was the anglican bishop of peterburgh until 1996 for cheeses sake. in the past tim has received critism for his emulation of black american dialect. in response to this westwood stated "honestly, baby, i get love out there, pure and simple."- what does that even mean!? oh dear... well. perhaps he was bullied as a child.

that time i made fairy cakes and ate them all bar 4!

i fell asleep

only for a few (5) months or so...
its fine though, cos i'll update on whats happened in my life up till this very minute. basically: i finished my photography course and got a place at the metropolitan college, its the summer holidays now, i'm back home, my hair is white and i am loving it. i need a job now..

OH YEAH AND ROCKNESS WAS AMAYONAISING. ziiing! all the bands put on a great show to make for an epic weekend. tttttt-imes. here, that post was shit. apologiez x

'i met this little girlie, her hair was kinda curly. went to her house to bust her out i had to leave real early!' i wish i made those lyrics. so i've just been downloading some more tunes (or, as some would spell it; ch00n). so now my recently added playlist is includes the likes of the killers, N*E*R*D, DSL, kissy sell out, project bassline, parker and example. and i've just had a realisation that i have alot of photography work to do in the weeks to come.. i think its best if i make a start now.

friday; should i go out or not? answers on the back of a postcard please. i was thinking about taking my camera out tonight and snapping pics of the glasgow night life.. i mean it could get me extra brownie points in college (i'm currently doing a NQ in photography)! one doesn't have a tripod though. gosh darn it. while i'm on the subject of college: today wasn't very productive, for instance i only accomplished one more portrait. it was fun though, calum my flatmate/fellow blogger/same college go-er did a superb job of modelling for me so thanks to him for posing. 3, 2, 1 - POSE!

evolution of abbie's hair.

firstly i have to say what a nice sunday i had. us two followed through with our plan and bought dinosaurs to make necklaces out of. now we're a pair of prehistoric-creature-accessory wielding maniacs. anyway, i'll talk about my hair now. let me list its various colours its been; i'm naturally a brunette, i've dyed it a dark red, blue, bleach blonde (which actually turned a nasty yellow colour), purple, light red, brown again and of late i've been sporting the properly bleached look. the length of my locks have differed throughout the years too. from very long in 6th year of school to a very short pixie cut right now. only a few weeks ago i had a little bob on the go. that was enjoyable. hair's a good good thing. not only does it make you look acceptable but it also acts as a wee coat for your otherwise bald head. genius!

p.s. the mullet. for what reason was it ever invented?

i've an idea! next blog = the evolution of my hair. i'm not going to start it now though, because i now have something to do on my boring sunday. hazel, my other half, and i are off on a hunt for different charms we can put on an necklace. coz we is k00l lyk dat innit. 2KAii10! in the mean time, click here for a picture of a banana. ciao.

sundays. and also my 1st blog.

SUNDAYS. they're either for recovering from the night out on saturday or just for your weekly dose of bordum. i think today will prove to be more the latter for me, since i did not paint the town red last night. i did infact sleep for the most part of it.. aswell as the day time too. not to worry though.

and now onto the topic of this bloggin' malarky; it is new to me, and i write this post as my very first entry. dunno if it'll be an ongoing thing but we'll see how i feel i guess. right ho, i'ma gonn try rambling for a minute. here goes. so, listening to a continous mix of deadmau5's work, its a gooden i must say. i just don't understand the title.. its called 'Der Mix (Sputnik)-READ_NFO-03-09-DVBC-2008.' thinking back to that time in HMV i saw him he was awfully good. there was so much bass and because it was only a little venue every noise he threw out was emphasised- awww cheeaaa.