Dark Blue.

This summer spent blogging has just made me realise that doing a politics degree is not where I want to be in life.
Journalism, creative writing, or something with a little more 'flair' is definately calling me this September.
Unfortunately, I love C-Town. And after much consideration, I don't think I could re-start, and find somewhere so far away from home and homelife quite like it. Also - I think my parents would shoot me if I basically pissed away the eight (?) grand I spent last year, again.
So it's back to the South, back to politics, and back to boredom!

Yesterday was the first day of September.And official start to the Autumn season. My favourite. More cups of tea, warmer clothes, and cosy nights in. Yes, yes, yes!
With a twentieth Birthday fast approaching, a second year of University life, and a new month of blogging - i thought it perfect to leave August reminiscant of the not-so-sunny-summer I spent nineteen and single.. 
 
The three months of summer off University have literally flown by. A weekend 'mini-break' with the J's in on the cards for tomorrow. I cannot remember when our disfunctional family spent more than a meal time together - let alone a whole five days! Thank God for Ipods, mobile phones, and city friends! It should be fun though I guess. I'll take lots of pictures, (hopefully) meet the Queen, and do lots of tourist-y things a la capital. Sharing a room with EJ however - not going to be so joyous.
She really needs to get over herself sometimes. I'll blog about my adventures when I'm back no doubt readers - fingers crossed we all come back in one piece..!

So, back to the blog.

Sunday - funday!
After the most unproductive shopping trip ever -  the weather reflecting our spirits - it was time to stop at the Cadbury factory outlet. Purchasing, and then consuming our weight in mis-shaped caramels, it was back home for dinner with AJ then HSM3 in bed at LB's. It's the worst thing when you've got an outfit idea in mind, and when it comes to shopping for it - you cannot find anything close. Bright side, both LB and I have sorted out ideas for our Parisienne ensembles- Inglorious Basterd - extra-esque in theme. Fantastic.
Sunday night was films and tea in our pj's, with a period drama in between for good measure. A very chilled out day.

Monday. RM's Birthday. And another unproductive shopping trip (for me - LB on the other hand kitted herself out successfully.) Two bottles of Black Tower later - and it was mysterious BK that drove us out - via DK's house - a most bizarre five-some for a night in the city. (The fifth member being BH - obviously only out because of mysterious BK, but in blatant denial.)
Flakey B leaving Cinderella style with boyf. Too many shots (of cheap vodka) and a messy, rainy night.
On the bright side, after my stresses over what to wear - a dress courtesy of MJ nonetheless saved the day!
New Carvella shoes on - with the night culmulating in a bare-foot walk to the kebab house.
Oh - i'm as classy as ever!