Easter bunnies.

I had a lovely Easter weekend.
On Thursday night I went through to Edinburgh and lazed about with Robbie. Friday was more of the same; lazing about, watching Flight of the Conchords, watching Teachers and plenty of eating.
Saturday was a sitting about and playing Smash Brothers day (in a team though, because otherwise I'd beat Robbie up and he'd be sad : ( rofl kiddin' awwwwn... kinda : P) until we went and got the bus in the evening. We arrived back in Glasgow and proceeded to go back to my house. I don't remember much about that day.

Sunday was nice : D we got up early and went to Robbie's dad's. There was an allotment, egg rolling, cheese sandwiches and coke and then back at the house there was chocolate and exhaustion. Toddlers are so tiring, even just to watch! Cute though. Anyway, after our Easter outing, we went to Robbie's maw's and sat about watching The Host (until it broke) then watching Sean play the Superman game (rather gay). We returned back to mine around 11pm and only went back out again to purchase some 7up from the 24 hour shop.

Monday we saw Vantage Point which was pretty good : ) but a bit pointless really. Robbie wasn't too thrilled by it.

The rest of this week has been boring, but Michelle is due up in 10 minutes and Judi and I are going to the school show tonight : D yay lots of stuff to do.
Viel... Essig. Rofl. funny story bye.

eighteen.

In two months time, I will be a year older than I class myself today. I'm not looking forward to it, because it sounds expensive. Not only is there taxes and the like to think about, there's also the fact that all of my other eighteen-and-over friends are going to want to go out (already, three or four people have insisted we go out on the town for my birthday) which is not really what I'm into. I do enjoy dancing, but actually going out to clubs is something I would probably only do every couple of months. Also, I'm never going to be able to afford it, especially as I'm trying to save up a couple of thousand pounds at the moment.

So maybe I'll end up feeling bad for having to say no to people, and I don't like the sound of that either.

Mostly though, I just don't like the idea of getting older. It is really quite frightening.

Anyway, wow, something serious: there you go.
Yesterday, Robbie and I saw Horton Hears a Who and it's so funny! Like, I just really liked it, which is weird because I thought it'd probably be a bit gay so I wasn't too sure about it. I did want to see it though, so I'm glad we did!
On Friday night we hung out at Robbie's mum's house and cooked a "quorma". It wasn't bad, but it was quite a bit hotter than any korma I had ever had before, and really tasted nothing like one at all. It was edible though, and that's what matters. We are chefz.

Now I believe I shall go for a wee walk with the maw and the paw.
Oh, I never used any German. I suppose that is because I had something I actually thought of to write about! Wow. Dass ist... Etwas.

Tschüss. Wie immer. Haha.

You have a face.

Well, Angelica is back. She came back on Monday afternoon. I went to the train station to meet her, but her plane had been delayed, so I needed to wait for an hour and a half. It was okay though, cause once she got in we came back to the west end and had crepes. Yesterday we got a Philly then we went up to school and said hi to peepz, but lots of people were off! Quite annoying, but still nice to see some people.

I don't think I'm doing anything today. I might be seeing Edith tomorrow, but I'm not sure if she's forgotten or not. Robbie is coming up this weekend : ) not sure when though. Lots of not sure-ies. I shall have to find these things out.

Umm... nothing to muse about, I'm afraid. Just updating as I felt I had neglected this for a little while, and I shall not be one of those people that lets their blog dieee!

Haven't eaten yet today, so I think it is now time for a munch. Expect some German in my next post... I need to start speaking it again : |
Tschüss!

how love-ah-lee.

Isn't it nice how just spending a few days with someone can make you feel a lot better? It's strange really, I've been quite angry recently and there's a lot of stuff I'm unhappy about but I feel calmer now.

On Thursday evening I travelled to Edinburgh. Once there, Robbie and I proceeded to have pizza and chicken for dinner. We tried to watch Lord of War but we did not get very far with it (though Robbie tells me it is a most glorious film). The next day, we didn't do much. We sat about mostly, only really getting up to go to the shops to buy hot dogs for dinner : D We had those and watched The Constant Gardener, which is pretty good. I think we also watched some programmes on 4oD, like Black Books and Teachers that night.

Saturday was the day of journeying (and websites stealing money >: ( bastards!). We got the bus to Glasgow (after watching lotsa Whose Line is it Anyway?) at four I think. We got up pretty early that day which is weird. Once in Glasgow, we saw Juno which was really good, then had dinner at his maw's. We came back to mine after and basically fell asleep almost straight away. The next day we just kinda sat about again, had some food then went and saw Be Kind, Rewind which was alright, but not as funny as I'd thought it'd be. After that, laaavlyyy Mr Robbie got the bus home and I subway'd it back to mine.

Good golly. It's snowing quite a lot at the moment. A flurry, it certainly looks like. Rather pretty to look at, but I imagine this means I shan't be going out today.

Angelica is getting back a week today, so I'm excited about that, for I am sure she will have lots of exciting Italian stories to tell (although I get these stories every day through Bebo anyway hahaha) and we can go out for creeeepeees and Phillyyyyz.

Not much else to say. Today will be a day of TV watching and nothing much else, I suppose. I can't think of any "musings" to put in. All the things I muse about make me sound like an idiot, and I'm so fed up of people thinking I'm stupid because I'M NOT! Yes, I'm a bit ditzy and yes, I find myself forgetting common words sometimes, but I'm not an idiot.

Speaking of not being an idiot, I don't remember if I mentioned going to uni yet, so I shall write about it now! In September I'm starting my course at Glasgow uni. I'm going to be doing Film and Television/German. I'm kind of looking forward to it, but I'm also dreading that time more than I have ever dreaded anything in my life. I'm not scared of going to uni though; I'm afraid I don't have nearly enough feelings about education to care about it so much. I'm just worried about what's going to happen. I doubt I have much time left. Haha, I don't know how serious I'm being any more.

Was that enough thinking to qualify as a musing? A mysterious musing that is not entirely mysterious at all.
Goodbye.