hurrah for lazy weekends.
i'm sat in bed chilling on my laptop,when by rights i should be doing some uni work (1000 word essay for english to be in for next monday,as well as class notes,then a 3000 word essay to be handed in after christmas,yeuch. the list goes on... >.<)
the novelty of being a fresher truly has worn off.
i've started knitting,and i'm still going to socialist meetings,which keeps me going.
i get on okay with my flatmates-apart from when it gets a bit too much and things get smashed. last tuesday the two lads in our flat got arrested for criminal damage,but nothing has come of it as far as i know,apart from getting called to see one of the teachers.
my room is the biggest shit tip ever,so that must be tidied.
money is also tight at the moment-i need some red lemonade,tiffin choc and taytos to keep me going for the next week when i do my essays.
urrrgh,i may as well act on what i'm saying right now.
Sunday 7 December 2008
Sunday 16 November 2008
recipe time.
i haven't been cooking that much since starting uni,but during the last two days i have come up with two amazing meals.
i was sat in my room with a cold (which is still lingering in my immune system),but realised that i could make two rather economical meals that would cost me next to nothing.
so,if you're willing to try out my sweet potato with emmental cheese and peppered salami,or my tuna and sweetcorn noodles,then here are my recipes. Believe me,you'd be amazed what you could find in your local Aldi/Lidl,as well as Schogetten chocolate.
Sweet Potato with Emmental Cheese and Peppered Salami (serves 1)
Emmental Cheese (I get the sliced packs-cost me £1.09 from Aldi-11p a slice isn't too bad)
Peppered salami (79p from Lidl's for about 12 slices,so that'll be 7p a slice)
Some butter to moisten the potato
Salt and pepper
1.Prick holes in the sweet potato with a fork (otherwise it won't cook properly)
2.Put the sweet potato in the microwave for 4 minutes,and then cut it in the middle.
3.Put some butter in the middle of the sweet potato,then put it into the microwave for another 20-30 seconds.
4. Take the sweet potato out of the microwave,and put a slice of Emmental cheese (or whatever you choose to use) in the middle of the sweet potato,then put it back in the microwave for 30-40 seconds.
5. Tear the salami into small pieces,then garnish with salt and pepper.
Tuna and Sweetcorn Noodles (serves 1,depending on the size of your noodles :p)
You will need:
1 small pack of noodles (my mum packed these up for me when I first went to uni,in this recipe I used chilli,but it wasn't that overpowering)
1/2 tin of sweetcorn (I used Green Giant Salad Crisp,cost me 45p for a small tin)
a small tin of tuna with sunflower oil (you can get this from some smaller supermarkets-I bought mine from an Indian supermarket on the Rusholme Curry Mile-they stock pretty much anything to do with food)
I also used a bit of salad dressing to give it an individual kick,but of course,this is optional.
1. Drain the noodles using cold water,in order to untangle them before cooking.
2. Set the hob to a reasonable temperature,and put some sunflower oil in the wok (or whatever cooking instrument that you choose to cook your noodles in)
3. Put the noodles into the wok and start tossing them around in the oil so they do not burn.
4. When the appearance of the noodles changes so they look cooked,put the tuna and sweetcorn in and stir until cooked.
5. Serve and drizzle some of the salad dressing over the top.
These are probably the best student meals that I've come up with so far (in comparison to Gordon Ramsay next door,who I hasten to add left his festering soup mix out for the inspectors to see),but feel free to have a try for yourself. I might put my red leicester,cucumber and tomato on soda bread recipe that my uncle does (but with dubliner irish cheddar). Enjoy,for I now have to finish a spreadsheet,word and powerpoint assignment,as well as a sociology essay in order to have a nice birthday weekend. Ciao for now.
i was sat in my room with a cold (which is still lingering in my immune system),but realised that i could make two rather economical meals that would cost me next to nothing.
so,if you're willing to try out my sweet potato with emmental cheese and peppered salami,or my tuna and sweetcorn noodles,then here are my recipes. Believe me,you'd be amazed what you could find in your local Aldi/Lidl,as well as Schogetten chocolate.
Sweet Potato with Emmental Cheese and Peppered Salami (serves 1)
You will need:
Emmental Cheese (I get the sliced packs-cost me £1.09 from Aldi-11p a slice isn't too bad)
Peppered salami (79p from Lidl's for about 12 slices,so that'll be 7p a slice)
Some butter to moisten the potato
Salt and pepper
1.Prick holes in the sweet potato with a fork (otherwise it won't cook properly)
2.Put the sweet potato in the microwave for 4 minutes,and then cut it in the middle.
3.Put some butter in the middle of the sweet potato,then put it into the microwave for another 20-30 seconds.
4. Take the sweet potato out of the microwave,and put a slice of Emmental cheese (or whatever you choose to use) in the middle of the sweet potato,then put it back in the microwave for 30-40 seconds.
5. Tear the salami into small pieces,then garnish with salt and pepper.
Tuna and Sweetcorn Noodles (serves 1,depending on the size of your noodles :p)
You will need:
1 small pack of noodles (my mum packed these up for me when I first went to uni,in this recipe I used chilli,but it wasn't that overpowering)
1/2 tin of sweetcorn (I used Green Giant Salad Crisp,cost me 45p for a small tin)
a small tin of tuna with sunflower oil (you can get this from some smaller supermarkets-I bought mine from an Indian supermarket on the Rusholme Curry Mile-they stock pretty much anything to do with food)
I also used a bit of salad dressing to give it an individual kick,but of course,this is optional.
1. Drain the noodles using cold water,in order to untangle them before cooking.
2. Set the hob to a reasonable temperature,and put some sunflower oil in the wok (or whatever cooking instrument that you choose to cook your noodles in)
3. Put the noodles into the wok and start tossing them around in the oil so they do not burn.
4. When the appearance of the noodles changes so they look cooked,put the tuna and sweetcorn in and stir until cooked.
5. Serve and drizzle some of the salad dressing over the top.
These are probably the best student meals that I've come up with so far (in comparison to Gordon Ramsay next door,who I hasten to add left his festering soup mix out for the inspectors to see),but feel free to have a try for yourself. I might put my red leicester,cucumber and tomato on soda bread recipe that my uncle does (but with dubliner irish cheddar). Enjoy,for I now have to finish a spreadsheet,word and powerpoint assignment,as well as a sociology essay in order to have a nice birthday weekend. Ciao for now.
Wednesday 12 November 2008
back in the manc.
i came back on sunday afternoon for another fun filled week of university,after having spent it back home at my mum's. so far it's been a melting pot of emotions and struggle,but today i finally came through the end of the tunnel.
i bought some nice new clothes for myself as well,in motivation for doing my sociology assignment in the next week. tomorrow is my ''nose to the grindstone day''. i ended up spending the best part of my weekly budget on a pair of £3 jeans,2 tops and some tights,as well as food. and on sunday i need to travel to eccles for a socialist stall,then i'll probably walk up to cheetham hill and stock up on tiffin bars and red lemonade to keep me going until i finish my assignments next week.
i also discovered the merits of 29p yogurt from lidl's,which is literally 2 minutes from me,as well as cheaper washing up liquid from aldi-they also stock schogetten milk chocolate,so i'm very happy about that. also,it did me the world of good walking back into manchester this evening- i walked home and stopped for a bag of popcorn chicken at allen's,(next to the now shut down dutch pancake house),and walked home eating it (I was happy to discover that they had chucked some chips in there as well) and also 27p shampoo and 36p baby bath (no,i'm not a paedo,nor do i have a secret child,i'm just economising) from tesco's. beats spending £3 odd pound on herbal essences and imperial leather.
anyway,i am off to sleep now,and i shall wake up in the morning and paint my nails red.
love :)
i bought some nice new clothes for myself as well,in motivation for doing my sociology assignment in the next week. tomorrow is my ''nose to the grindstone day''. i ended up spending the best part of my weekly budget on a pair of £3 jeans,2 tops and some tights,as well as food. and on sunday i need to travel to eccles for a socialist stall,then i'll probably walk up to cheetham hill and stock up on tiffin bars and red lemonade to keep me going until i finish my assignments next week.
i also discovered the merits of 29p yogurt from lidl's,which is literally 2 minutes from me,as well as cheaper washing up liquid from aldi-they also stock schogetten milk chocolate,so i'm very happy about that. also,it did me the world of good walking back into manchester this evening- i walked home and stopped for a bag of popcorn chicken at allen's,(next to the now shut down dutch pancake house),and walked home eating it (I was happy to discover that they had chucked some chips in there as well) and also 27p shampoo and 36p baby bath (no,i'm not a paedo,nor do i have a secret child,i'm just economising) from tesco's. beats spending £3 odd pound on herbal essences and imperial leather.
anyway,i am off to sleep now,and i shall wake up in the morning and paint my nails red.
love :)
Tuesday 28 October 2008
homesickness.
i think that i should have made my blog private if i didn't want anyone to see my life story of 5 weeks.
that girl can fuck right off,the nosey past remarkable bitch. there are some things that people don't ask to be commented about,so do one,elitest.
ahh well,i live and learn.
anyway,i am somewhat homesick due to uni,so i am going to do a few things to combat it.
that girl can fuck right off,the nosey past remarkable bitch. there are some things that people don't ask to be commented about,so do one,elitest.
ahh well,i live and learn.
anyway,i am somewhat homesick due to uni,so i am going to do a few things to combat it.
- going home friday evening to see my family,hopefully staying until next weekend,then my friend is coming to visit me the weekend after. should be awesome.
- get my ireland photos developed and stick them on my wall
- go to york/oldham/rochdale or bury tomorrow,just to get some headspace and familiarise myself a bit more with manchester
- go to the quiffs,riffs and tiffs exhibition at salford museum on thursday-maybe get a cool pencil sharpener just for the hell of it
and this christmas is going to be an awesome one. apart from mum taking me to her boyfriend's for christmas,and working on christmas day (and they're planning to move in together,despite only being with each other 5 minutes). but at least i get a proper christmas with dad this year. and mum apparently rung him up to tell him that he can have the cat,so that makes me happy,because mum's boyriend doesn't like cats-he'd be better suited to my auntie.
i have a lecture in 2 hours,so i'd best scoot and eat my dinner and finish my work before doing things.
Sunday 26 October 2008
through the window pane.
scotland :D
3 words:really bloody ace!
i got told by a drunk scottish man in full regalia (we're talking kilts and sporrans here) that i looked like annie lennox because of my short hair
my uncle introduced me to bavarian schnapps and pineapple juice (he also made me down a straight shot of said schnapps)
i was also subjected to tom jones on the car drive back to manchester and by being woken up by my uncle playing delilah into the bedroom at 9 in the morning
my cousin came into the hall this morning and shouted
''TAXI TO MANCHESTER!''
as well as having a laugh at his phone book (Johnny ''Poo'' being one of his contacts) and his rather funny interpretation of a mancunian accent and his interpretation of salford life,which i did find a bit mean.
my uncle seconding the motion that as a student i should get hammered-which I did.
an intense drunken conversation with a rather good looking bloke.
calling my uncle a ''Bald Bono'' this morning at the breakfast table.
Singing Delilah by Tom Jones on tap.
Listening to Tom Jones sing about Senghenydd and the price of coal,and me just sat by my cousins thinking ''No,I really don't know Tom what the price of coal is'',and then feeling really silly because it was a song about mining disasters in South Wales.
Meeting a guy who lived in Huddersfield and freaking out for obvious reasons.
My auntie's dad's speech on speech making ''Ladies and Gentlemen,it gives me great pleasure'' with sign language,dare I add.
Piling a lot of food up onto my plate and clearing it in one fell swoop.
My friend from back home texting me. a LOT.
I have fabulous family ♥
3 words:really bloody ace!
i got told by a drunk scottish man in full regalia (we're talking kilts and sporrans here) that i looked like annie lennox because of my short hair
my uncle introduced me to bavarian schnapps and pineapple juice (he also made me down a straight shot of said schnapps)
i was also subjected to tom jones on the car drive back to manchester and by being woken up by my uncle playing delilah into the bedroom at 9 in the morning
my cousin came into the hall this morning and shouted
''TAXI TO MANCHESTER!''
as well as having a laugh at his phone book (Johnny ''Poo'' being one of his contacts) and his rather funny interpretation of a mancunian accent and his interpretation of salford life,which i did find a bit mean.
my uncle seconding the motion that as a student i should get hammered-which I did.
an intense drunken conversation with a rather good looking bloke.
calling my uncle a ''Bald Bono'' this morning at the breakfast table.
Singing Delilah by Tom Jones on tap.
Listening to Tom Jones sing about Senghenydd and the price of coal,and me just sat by my cousins thinking ''No,I really don't know Tom what the price of coal is'',and then feeling really silly because it was a song about mining disasters in South Wales.
Meeting a guy who lived in Huddersfield and freaking out for obvious reasons.
My auntie's dad's speech on speech making ''Ladies and Gentlemen,it gives me great pleasure'' with sign language,dare I add.
Piling a lot of food up onto my plate and clearing it in one fell swoop.
My friend from back home texting me. a LOT.
I have fabulous family ♥
Thursday 23 October 2008
get over it.
you do not own him,he is not your pet.
you are too possessive and need to grow up.
all this over a bloke who you only shagged once and you're getting jealous because you blew it because you couldn't get in his pants fast enough? get a grip girl.
exactly what people don't need to be saying to me right now,even though they haven't said it,i am most definitely thinking it and they probably are too.
and all this jealousy because he snogged my flatmate's friend when they were both drunk.
they obviously seem to be more compatible,and she's not sex mad like me.
urrrrgh,why do have I to make relations with men so complicated by shagging them straight away?
he hates me after i accused him of calling him a notch on my bedpost.
yet i'm emotionally bound because he shagged me,and he made it clear to his flatmates that i was crap.
my heart is a mess,and so is my head.
I FUCKING HATE HIM for this,but more myself.
you are too possessive and need to grow up.
all this over a bloke who you only shagged once and you're getting jealous because you blew it because you couldn't get in his pants fast enough? get a grip girl.
exactly what people don't need to be saying to me right now,even though they haven't said it,i am most definitely thinking it and they probably are too.
and all this jealousy because he snogged my flatmate's friend when they were both drunk.
they obviously seem to be more compatible,and she's not sex mad like me.
urrrrgh,why do have I to make relations with men so complicated by shagging them straight away?
he hates me after i accused him of calling him a notch on my bedpost.
yet i'm emotionally bound because he shagged me,and he made it clear to his flatmates that i was crap.
my heart is a mess,and so is my head.
I FUCKING HATE HIM for this,but more myself.
Tuesday 21 October 2008
hit the north.
with a great big whopping anti-unwelcoming face stick.
i have been here for 29 days now,and it feels somewhat disconcerting to realise that people are insinuating already that they can't stand you.
okay,remember that you must be yourself in these situations,no matter how much it bothers you,people cannot like everyone here.
but it is when you can hear them insinuate said things as you walk out of a manchester pub,and worse still,you know them because you've just spent the past 2 hours talking to them in a socialist party meeting,that yes,it is going to bother you.
but these things do happen.
and it really is a wonder why i don't keep the company of them in the evenings,and tonight showed me that in all its glory.
i get it from the people i live with too-it's like snobbery,even though it's probably me being the snob. i actually have a reasonable relationship with my parents,while the other 4 in my flat keep theirs at arm's length,which is fair enough,but if you look at most of them it's like ''hey-let's go wild-fuck the parents!''. i do have that sense of experiment,but it's more prevalent at an altered state of consciousness. i like to let my parents know how i get on,as well as my friends,and they don't seem to have that interaction,which makes it hard when i'm homesick. i feel like an outsider in this city,and it feels isolated. i mean,there's so much to do,but the people that make it just aren't as they seem. i expect too much of things,that's my problem.
anyway,i have an update on the current situation. i was walking back from manchester city centre yesterday afternoon,and was walking past my uni,and i saw him,with his best mate. luckily he didn't see me,he had turned a different direction and he was on his phone,but his mate saw me and acknowledged me. i was petrified that he knew about the whole one night stand and the argument,and he later commented me saying that he didn't know if it was me,and i did look petrified,but it just made him laugh. people seem to have that ''startled rabbit'' effect on me. sigh.
i have been here for 29 days now,and it feels somewhat disconcerting to realise that people are insinuating already that they can't stand you.
okay,remember that you must be yourself in these situations,no matter how much it bothers you,people cannot like everyone here.
but it is when you can hear them insinuate said things as you walk out of a manchester pub,and worse still,you know them because you've just spent the past 2 hours talking to them in a socialist party meeting,that yes,it is going to bother you.
but these things do happen.
and it really is a wonder why i don't keep the company of them in the evenings,and tonight showed me that in all its glory.
i get it from the people i live with too-it's like snobbery,even though it's probably me being the snob. i actually have a reasonable relationship with my parents,while the other 4 in my flat keep theirs at arm's length,which is fair enough,but if you look at most of them it's like ''hey-let's go wild-fuck the parents!''. i do have that sense of experiment,but it's more prevalent at an altered state of consciousness. i like to let my parents know how i get on,as well as my friends,and they don't seem to have that interaction,which makes it hard when i'm homesick. i feel like an outsider in this city,and it feels isolated. i mean,there's so much to do,but the people that make it just aren't as they seem. i expect too much of things,that's my problem.
anyway,i have an update on the current situation. i was walking back from manchester city centre yesterday afternoon,and was walking past my uni,and i saw him,with his best mate. luckily he didn't see me,he had turned a different direction and he was on his phone,but his mate saw me and acknowledged me. i was petrified that he knew about the whole one night stand and the argument,and he later commented me saying that he didn't know if it was me,and i did look petrified,but it just made him laugh. people seem to have that ''startled rabbit'' effect on me. sigh.
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