Barcelona

I somehow appear to be in Barcelona... Not sure how that happened really, its a little surreal (as is the city).

I had planned on posting a follow up blog about returning to halls but I'm not ready to do that yet. Orignally there was only going to be one blog while I was here but it appears I am required to write a diary on this trip, so why not blog?

So, I can't speak a word of spanish :/ . We landed in barcelona at 4:35 pm - it was uneventful though the baggage area smelt of vanilla.
After getting to the hotel and having a meeting we were then set loose in the city.

-The cultural differances between the UK and contenental europe is huge - on a sunday night you wouldn't expect shops to still be open until 10 pm-

We found somewhere to eat (and we could even read the menu!). Ordering was a little complicated but we managed - the food was okay. And who can complain when ypou accidentally get a bottle of sparkiling wine free?

I can't forget to mention the guy we saw in the shop who was pretending his bottle of water was a baby (we woke it up - and it cried) 

The Impending Return

So... in about 5 days I will be moving back to university accommodation for my 3rd and final year of my degree. I lived in halls in my first year so you would think that in the run up to returning I would not be nervous about my return yet I am.
In fact I am more nervous about my return to halls than I was when I originally left home for halls in first year and I'm a little confused as to why that is. Maybe its because on my original run up to halls I was also excited to be going whereas this time there is no excitement and just the nervousness.
But as well as that I had an amazing group of people as my flatmates in my first year and due to that the bar has been set high and I'm worried that my new flatmates will not live up to the legacy my previous flatmates set which of course sets me up for disappointment. I am trying not to expect anything but it is very hard not to look back on my experience in first year. I guess I'll find out within the next month how it'll work out.
 
To make it that little bit more complicated halls is not where I want to be I'm not complaining because its a place to stay and not a bad place, beggars can't be choosers as the saying goes. But what I really want is a flat or a house that I can call my own (at least partially) somewhere where I can settle down and start my life yet at the same time I don't want any of that at all, sometimes I feel as if I'm growing up and leaving the rest of me a couple of years behind playing catch-up and it still wants to play with toy cars and barbie yet the part of me that is ahead wants a house and kids (which is an idea that it'll have to talk me into a lot). And I guess I'm talking about all of this because moving back into halls, signals the start of my third year, my last year, and that fact scares me shitless because I don't feel ready and I kinda thought that by now I should be, hell I was meant to pick up an idea of what I was going to do with my life and everyone else has plans, ideas and ambitions most people had these ideas before coming to uni, I came in the hope I'd pick them up... so I guess I'm destined to be a bum... cause I can't see my life panning out any other way, and I honestly never have.

A Message To All Vloggers and Bloggers

Okay so If you have done nothing or have nothing to say why make a vlog/blog to detail how you did nothing or even worse a vlog that is completely pointless... WHY?

So since this seems to be the common theme of vlog/blogs these days I will join in. Yesterday I got up in the AM!! and the went to Mandy's house and spent the day watching Heroes (I'm Sooo confused) and I failed at Mario Kart. Back at Cazz's I ate pizza and watched high school musical 2... ARE YOU BORED OF MY DAY YET? cause seriously I don't understand why anyone but me should be interested in this information, so why is this the context and numerous vlogs/blogs???

Now moving on... I have failed at updating this blog about dreams because I forget them and to be honest I'm not sure if they are any better than the vlogs/blogs I am talking about above I did watch inception the other night though and wow... I would pitty anyone who found their way into my dreams... especially last night, there was an aweful lot of running to do in it. A FLYING CAR MONSTER was attacking people sooo yeah.

Lastly while dressing/sorting out clothes for the day why is it that SOCKS are forgotten about and always the last thing to be put on... does this make them special?

Catch-up and Dresses

Okay so a dream from a while ago...

I got stabbed then for some reason someone cut the stabbed bit of me out.... it then somehow got set on fire :/ then to conbat this someone poured tea into it (you know who you are) then I had to make an excuse for the fact I couldn't go to a ball :o

And another point. why is it if a girl that doesn't often wear dresses or skirts expected to never wear one... sometimes everyone likes to feel feminine once in a while. So please don't judge :)

Strange-Geek??

So yeah - bit of a geeky dream.

The dream starts on in a street that is all old fashioned with old shops (its not normally like this but its some kind convention). Me and Kylie are dressed up. We go looking for some kind of fabric, which leads us to ask a woman in a shop. At which point the woman complains about puppies needing to be paid higher wages than kids [I have no excuse or clue what that was about].

[Now we have a breif interlude O.o about fishing] 
 There is a room/cave its square full of water and dark... no idea how deep and I'm trying to catch a dolphin in a net but the net is a loop [no idea how that was supposed to work]

[this next bit I blame The Day the Earth Stood Still for, oh and Independance Day]

There is a war and for some reason I'm in the control room [are they stupid??] so yeah the control room and the world is under attack but its all fine because we are protected by force field shields (like the alien ship is in Independance Day) but the the shields fail and the world starts being hit by spheres (like the ones in The Day the Earth Stood Still).

[we now change scene which seems to follow on from the first section - but at the same time doesn't at all]

Me and Kylie are in a building and we have to kill storm troopers (but not really storm troopers) and only certian storm troopers. Also a really annoying woman appears in this bit and she just won't die no matter how many times she was shot. anyway back to the storm troopers one of the ones we have to kill is on the ship so we decide that we need to dress up as a storm trooper to get onto the ship so we kill a storm trooper to steal its uniform. At which point the leader of the storm troopers appears (who isn't from star wars and is actuall the captain Clicky me to see) so kylie tries to distract him and fails at which point he starts talking to me about whether his goggles are too muddy and doesn't care that I'm stealling a uniform. Then I put the uniform on even though I only have half of it (I don't have the white armour platey bits)

[At which point the scence changes again - I'm getting whiplash]

and we are now at a comic con Kylie still dressed up from the first time and me still half a storm trooper (with helmet which is infact a white motorbike helmet) we then go into a building and meet Cazz who quickly informs us that we have put far too much effort into it and that I don't need to find another storm trooper to complete my outfit.

[The End]

Weird Question for the day: Do doctors get ill a lot??

Hello, Hello...

So I guess I have a blog now O.o 

I was told that I need to keep a "blog about my diary" soo urm yeah...

Here it is, although I think they may have meant dreams... which would make more sense.

So in this spot you can expect to find dreams and any random thoughts/questions I have which friends refuse to answer *frown*

- How are you supposed to put suncream on your own back???

- And what do you do if your in the shower and voldermort appears - you would be wandless