Sun, sun, sun

This weeks weather has been glorious! My parents are in Spain now and they are pretty gutted as it's been colder there than it is here!
I did my first ever barbecue on Monday. It was just Ian and I and we stuffed our faces. Not to blow my own trumpet but it was blooming tasty.

The day after I had to go to Wycombe for the night as I had uni. After I brought some jeans and then went back to house to have another barbecue with the housemates. We had a disposable one and made some burgers and sausages. In the evening we went out for a few drinks and after a nice burger it was off to bed.
Wednesday I met up with Rebbecca and Lucinda, the housemates for next year and we wandered around all the estate agents in Wycombe giving them our details so they can let us know if a suitable house turns up. Hopefully the head tenancy list is coming out Friday so we will be able to have a look at some houses and fingers crossed have one soon :)
After photographing all my final glass work I headed back to Uxbridge.


I went out to Pizza Express with a group of people, some I haven't seen in ages! Jess, Han and I obviously had the ceasar salad which as always was gorgeous. When we had finished they went to the cinema and I met up with Ian and few others at the Met where a few too many shots were had.


Today I have been pretty busy with uni work and now just waiting for Ian to come back from work :)

Dr Who?

I have a valid excuse for not blogging in over a week and this excuse is I have been watching Dr Who. Literally just finished the latest episode. Things make a bit more sense now.

The weekend was lovely, went home, spent time with Ian, ate a lovely roast, had a nice mothers day and got some work done.

Monday was back to Wycombe. Handed in my project brief and spent some time at the pub. Yesterday Shaun and I had to go to the police station to look at some photos of the clothes and the gun the guys were wearing when they tried mugging us. Found out we will probably have to go to court :( If they plead guilty then we don't and hopefully there is enough evidence against them that they will but the guy said it's unlikely they will :/ Have to go back next Tuesday to hand in a victim personal statement.

I fucked up my timings with my glass project. I thought we still had a week left but we don't. So I have been doing testers still thinking I had a week to make my final piece :/ Hopefully I can wing it as same of my testers came out pretty well but it's not exactly what I wanted.

Trying to convince people out tonight, I have been in bed all day and I need to get out. So looking forward to a weeks time when I am home for easter and I have the house free for a month, so party is in planning and I get to live with Ian. Perfection :)

Worst Day

So today has been the worst ever. To tell this story I shall venture back to yesterday.

I met up with Ryan and his house mate in the evening to have a few drinks as Ryan had had a shitty day and wanted some company. So we got him drunk. Very Drunk. Cakey joined us and shortly after we had to take Ryan home. Cakey and I then went to the Goblin for a few were we met Shaun. We stayed for a few drinks and then decided to head back. This is where things go badly wrong.

Walking home Shaun and I were followed by two masked guys. They started shouting at us and telling us to "hand over our shit". We turned around and saw that one of the guys was holding a gun. Fair to say I nearly shat myself. They continued to ask for our phones, bags etc. but we slowely backed off saying we were just students and didn't have any money. Luckily we managed to walk into a residential area and they realised we weren't going to hand anything over so they walked away. Shaun and I walked back into town and got a cab back. The cabby ripped me off a quid but I was in no mood to argue.

We called the police and they were at the house taking statements until 4am. They said they had picked up 2 guys matching our description and were now in custody. One who had a fake fire arms seized from him.

It proper shook me up. Thought I was ok until I got into bed and started thinking about what could of happened if...

I have never had anything like that happen to me before and although it was a fake gun it still scares the shit out me the type of people those two guys are. It petrifies me that people can be so fucking horrible to innocent people. Safe to say I shall never be walking home anywhere by myself ever again.

Also, my laptop has died. Brand new flipping laptop and it wont turn on as the battery died and it wont recognise the charger when it's plugged it. So that is now a second one that will have to be sent back :/

So because of all this I have just been in a shit mood all day and crying because I just want to go home. I can't express how much I hate it here. I used to like going out. Anything was better than staying in this shit hole of a house but now I'm scared to go out. I just want my Mom and Ian and my Cat.

Shopping

Well I'm still pretty ill, nose is still running and my cough is horrendous. To add to me feeling shit, I was covered in beans and egg today in an attempt to empty the bin, as my house mates seem completely incapable of doing this task. So instead they squeeze everything in and balance everything on top until the bag splits. Also my brand new laptop, which parents dropped off yesterday, is fucked. It crashes every 5 minuets :(

In better news I went out on Friday night, got reasonably drunk, enjoyed some good music and some good company. Saturday My parents came round in the morning. They brought with them the laptop and popcorn :)

We then met up with my Granty and went for a pub lunch. Had the most sickly pudding ever and felt like my teeth were going to fall out. We then drank tea at his for a bit before heading back to Wycombe where my parents dropped me in town so I could do a bit of shopping.

I have been watching Doctor Who pretty much all day. Had a nice bubble bath and now enjoying a cup of hot chocolate before bed.

Home Sweet Home

Like most weekends of late I went home to spend time with Ian, the cat, parents and friends. As always this was perfect and I really hated coming home so I stayed an extra night and came back today.

Wednesday was a pretty fun night. I intended to go out for a quiet drink with Becky and ended up getting pretty sloshed and stumbelling home with cheesy chips in hand. I bumped into Rebecca at the SU, a girl on my course who had asked if I wanted to live with her and a girl called Lucinda. As my original plans of moving in with Cakey and Kris fell through I took her up on the offer. I don't now them too well but they both seem like nice, mature young ladies. To be honest anything could be better than here right now.

After my lecture on Friday I dashed to the bus stop and jumped on the first bus home. Ian came to mine straight from his first day day at his new job. I'm so glad he hasn't got the long commute any more, it will do him a world of good. After a nice cuppa we made our way to his where we had some dinner, got ready and then went to meet Lawson and some others for Lawson's birthday celebrations. We started at the Met and then onto the Treaty. It was an amazing night fuelled by many snakebites and berry bombs. The walk home was definitely the highlight though. Lee was wasted and seeing him jump into a bush, steal a kebab floor matt and have Ian carry him the entire way home was brilliant to witness.

Saturday it's fair to say I was feeling a little worse for wear. I spent the entire day in my jammys and curled up on the sofa in Ian's arms and him regularly bringing me glasses of water. I was feeling better for a chinese takeaway in the evening though so we devoured that and made our way through many Son's of Anarchy episodes.

Sunday I met up with Nick and Danny. A pair I haven't seen in quite some time. I was a little dubious of seeing Nick again as he has really pissed me off in the past but he was my best friend in high school and I had a lovely day catching up with them both. We had McDonald's for lunch and went to mine and watched Malcolm in the Middle.

Today I had uni and am now back at the house on my millionth strepsil as my throat is killing me and my nose wont stop running.

Thank you Ian for giving me your cold, you are such a generous boyfriend ❤