On perfume shopping (part 1)

– or shopping with SD continued- I’ve experimented with perfume even less than with make-up. I hate it when people leave scent trails, unless they’re REALLY good ones, and then I stalk them MWAHAHAHAHAA!!! No. I don’t really stalk people. I’m just really fussy about the ones I would stalk if it was down to […]

On polishing ones fingers

It’s not recommended. In fact, I would say you shouldn’t do it. It’s the sort of thing that can mess up your plans. Except, thinking about it, my plans mostly aren’t up to scratch, so they might as well be messed up or completely got rid of. Sometimes doing things you shouldn’t do seems to […]

On Kindergarten Windows

I love how creative kids are. I love the different interpretations of a task, β€œdraw a butterfly, colour it in and cut it out”. All the butterflies are different and that’s fantastic. I think it’s brilliant when the stuff the kids make gets put up on the walls or the windows. Today the train I […]

On being informed v being ignored

I have a boyfriend πŸ™‚ This happened at some indecipherable point between the beginning of May and the middle of June. I don’t think it’s all that important to have a date, but he does so we’re going to have to think of one. It’s now August. I’ve told most people the news. I’ve also […]

On Perfect days

(Anyone who read my earlier posts – or spoke to me during May – knows I was invited to spend a week “messing about on a river” (and connecting lakes). This post should have been posted directly after getting back (mid June) but somehow wasn’t. I’m going to post it now anyway) ________________________________________________________________________________ Some days […]

On shopping successfully

I don’t much like shopping. Food-shopping is bearable, clothes-shopping generally isn’t, although it is marginally better than shoe-shopping, and a whole lot better than bra-shopping. I tend to avoid it if at all possible. However. Sometimes life strikes, and I get invited somewhere that calls for something other than jeans. It seems life has struck. […]

On cold coffee

I wanted to talk to you.. I did try. Multiple times. I wrote, I texted, I phoned. But you didn’t answer. I’m guessing you won’t read this either, but maybe writing it will get it out of my system. I missed you, you know. I spent a long time missing you. But you know what […]

On arriving early to interviews

This was a comment on a post about arriving early to interviews. I decided it’s almost worthy of it’s own post, so I’m giving it one πŸ™‚ I arrived half an hour early to my last one too.. Only I then spent 25 minutes trying to work out if I was in the right building […]

On overnight cake-baking

“A work colleague (a nice one) and I are going to visit a super-glassblower for a couple of days and be shown how to do clever things with glass. I want to bring him and his family a cake to thank him for his time and for organising the whole thing.” I did it! πŸ™‚ […]

On First-Person Problems

“This problem only exists because I think it does” Problems are pretty much a given when one’s alive. The way you look at them can change them into more major or minor problems. The particular sort I mean are the sort of problems other people might want to exchange for their own. Problems like the […]

On writing Revision Cards

I have decided to be super organised. Not as organised as I said I would be in October, but still a good sight better than I sometimes am. I have exams in the last week of July. My last ‘block’ (46-50 hours of lessons) is the first week of July. Usually I would finish the […]

On partying like a German

Warning: This post contains predjudice and unfair descriptions πŸ˜‰ When in Germany, party like a German πŸ™‚ The stereotype/predjudice is that the Germans are a very serious people. I’m not sure that that’s true, they’re just incredibly orderly. Even getting drunk and dancing on tables has to be done in an orderly fashion. Where I […]

On ‘coincidences’ (and Berlin)

On Thursday I decided to go to Berlin. Naja, ish. While it is true that I decided to go, it wasn’t entirely my decision. I was invited to a meeting. The sort that it would be silly not to go to. Some of you know why, some don’t. It’s not entirely relevant. The only relevant […]