Bitch please. I'm fabulous.

Done with my examssss

Now all I need to do is find a flat. Etc.

Is so not as hard as I thought. I really studied a bit today and I have been sooooooo putting it off and then I just leapt into it and conquered a significant part of it. Which was a welcome surprise. But I am freaking out a bit as I realised today I have less than a week till my first exam and then the next day I have a 3000 word assignment due and then two days after that another exam and then sweet sweet freeeedom!! which will be amazing until I start working. Poo. But in the meantime between exams and work I have two weeks down in Wellywoo to hang out and stuff, hopefully sort out flatting as I’m definitely staying down here. So flatmates apply here hehe. And in other news looking forward maybe to a visit from the Phoebe of van der plas’s some time down here maybe maybe preferably! I would so enjoy that. (Thats a hint vanderplas for when your having a wee spy on my blog tehe). Missing the EF and all of the bullshit that entails ;).

taytayandothers asked: Can we do something completely and utterly mad. Like just go out and be crazy? Crazy haircuts, or mental shit, I don't even know. I just miss you <3

Yeah. I think we just about can. I just need to face my demons here first.

I want to go to the supermarket. I would love to go to the supermarket. I would love to buy the following:

Olives (Nom nom nom i have begun salivating)

Cheese 

Crackers

Carrots

IM SO HUNGRY

But Emily has No money

However this week. I am really unsure as to what to do next year. Mum wants me to change to doing a Design degree through Vic or a Bachelor of Communications at AUT but I don’t really know what that involves and I’m not sure if I would like to move to Auckland. But my BA in Anthropology is (let just be honest here), taking me nowhere. What do I doooooooooooooooooooooo??. 

Who am I even kidding no one goes on here to answer that question.

the best week last week. I’m not even kidding. Too much alcohol, too much awake, not enough sleep, endless laughing, too much money, too much unproductiveness, too much sun exposure, too many photos, too much sand, too much driving, too much nothing, too much everything. 

Some people say they like really clichéd things like pina coladas and walks in the rain so I thought I might share the things that I like.

• When Rex purposefully walks over my feet, the little pads of his paws are so cold against the top of my bare feet, it feels so weird. 
• The feel of running Rex’s tail between my fingers so cold and soft.
• The moment when I check my bank balance and I have more money then expected. Normally due to a donation from mum as opposed to being a smart spender.
• That excellent moment when you realise you are actually not as sober as you think quite drunk. 
• Being up before anyone else, driving around on the borderline of sunrise, it feels like you are in another country.
• Finding a ring that fits my little sausage fingers.. it really is an achievement. 
• Pokemon
• When Dad shakes my hand and says “well done mate!” His smile would be enough.
• Hanging out with my family. They are fucking mental sometimes. 
• Laughing. Laughing with friends. Laughing so hard the more weaker bladdered people might even wee a bit. 
• Finding out someone you hate has got fat. Gah I’m such a bitch. 
• Sharing laughs with mum.
• Finding out something excellent you didn’t know. Like the fact mum is leasing a cargo shed on the waterfront with excellent sea views. 
• Perfectly boiled eggs - not completely hard boiled but not really runny either.
• Waking up on the first day of the holidays and just lying in bed and listening.

Marisol - Emily Osment

Disappear - Beyonce

For Emma - Bon Iver

Today it snowed. It was awesome. We ran downstairs and went down to the carpark and I stood in the snow and it fell on me and I loved it. It stuck to my pants and got in my hair and on my jacket and it was amazing. I’m now sitting in my room watching the snow blow past and hearing it hit the sides of my window and listening to Bon Iver and generally chilling out. We also went to the Botanic garden after tea and the snow had fallen and we could pick it up and throw it at each other. <3.

I google myself daily.

I normally shower at least twice a day.

I don’t do washing nearly enough. 

I once convinced myself my Dad could read my mind. I still sometimes get suspicious.

I can’t spell to save myself yet get so mad when people use text language.

When I used to have a thing for someone I would find them in the phone book so I could orchestrate a trip past their house.

I am a bitch.

Sometimes I fantasize about my own funeral. No one cries at my funeral, they all laugh.

Sometimes I think Rex understands me.

I don’t like other people’s feet touching mine.

I LOVE the taste of blood.

I’m scared of the dark, caterpillars and balloons.

Sometimes I get really paranoid people are watching me.

taytayandothers asked: Wait. That was goon? I totally never thought I'd had it before! hahahahahahaha

Yeah! Its just like cask alcohol. Remember? It was in a cask? That rotten as red shit?