Autumn leaves get their revenge...

A couple of days ago, it was results day for my work. 
Yay...not. I dread that day like a mouse dreads a trap that is about to snap off it's tail and diminish its' life.

It was like the world was against me. On Sunday I was coming home from a lovely weekend in Manchester and saw a pile of crunchy leaves, so like any adolescent teenager trying to clutch onto her childhood before being dragged down the desolate, blackened flaming road to Adulthood, I went for a little skip. Yes, skipping with a suitcase and two jackets under my arm like some sort of homeless bag lady desperate to chase after that last ten pence as it rolls down a drain.

I pretty much followed suit...Skipping through those leaves, hearing the gentle crunch of a crispy leaf brings back memories of my childhood. Whenever my dad had piled up the leaves a small, blonde, slightly pudgy child would run into them and send them flying across the garden over and over, I think it used to annoy my dad...but oh well!

Just a typical pile of leaves...waiting for the unsuspecting kid

within to trip up and be brought back to reality with a bump!

Point is...skipping through my childhood I failed to look where I was going...and might have missed the hidden drainage cover which I decided to fall over and I don't just mean stumble. I mean a 10/10 for stupidness, fell on my face, according to the boyfriend I belly flopped onto the floor and badly bruised my knee...I cried, like a baby. So I guess...I got reverted back to my childhood, me crying in the street for falling over...My coordination is erm...somewhat questionable. Me? I am a FAIL...but I am loved so I guess that's okay.

Weather 1, me...zero.

Leaving for my grade and my lecture I went outside and dear lord the heavens opened. It was as though someone was determined to make the weather rebel agsinst me. Falling rain that resembled a shower on full power, my Umbrella, with it's duck style head and the foot that I clasped onto made me rather happy with my predicament. I must have looked strange but that is why I like what I do. I try not to conform to other people's ideals. On the grade front, I didn't do that badly, you know compared to the falling incident...or the few people who failed...

So let the rain fall and the leaves hide their secrets, I know that I am meant for something, and I know that I am loved.

Goodbye my friends, this is The hormonal bag, signing off.

Remnants of Austria...

I thought I was a bit loose on material so thought back to the long rant I wrote when in Austria.

I happened across the list I wrote in my mobile phone drafts folder and forgot how eventful it was!

One of the gorgeous pictures I took in Austria!

Ah Austria - The beautiful scenery, the fresh air and the wonderful hotels. What could go wrong? Ha well the journey to bus stop 24, to change over to the coach that takes us onto the ferry, we were delayed by like an hour meaning that the poor people who got there on time were slightly pissed off that we were late, which made them like us a lot...NOT! The bus driver that took over the coach on the way to the Ferry seemed nice at first, a bit quiet and full of useless information but I assume that was a perk of the job. Once into France the bus driver said that we would have a couple of stops before we get to the hotel in Liege, Belgium. But it was like an eight hour drive to get there....BASICALLY, if you were female you had to cross your legs until the bus driver needed to pee, how crappy!

The first hotel was lovely, when we got there we had to go and find somewhere to eat as the meal was not included in this hotel. Me and my boyfriend went to find an Austrian McDonalds, because we knew where it was. There it was lovely. I had a nice nights sleep and woke to an amazing breakfast where I stuffed myself with bread rolls, eggs and toast. It was a thirteen hour drive to Austria, and you guessed it, no toilet breaks!

When we got there we had to get our keys, I was sharing a room with the boyfriend obviously. We got to our room and were baffled to see we had twin beds. We went downstairs to ask if there was a double room to discover they had made a slight mistake. They assumed we were brother and sister...when we said we wanted to sleep together they were like...but you're brother and sister and we're like...NO!

We got a better room, on the top floor with a breath-taking view. The Austrian's really know how to do it, you have a double bed base, two single mattresses, AND two single duvets. It was lovely :)

The trip was good, the breakfasts was nice, we got a packed lunch which was okay...the dinners were eventful. I am always scared of meat and how it's cooked abroad, so I never ate it which normally meant that I was stuck with a tiny portion of vegetables and a couple of potatoes. The starters always had mushrooms or garlic in it so I couldn't eat those, and the one day of the week I asked for just vegetables and potatoes, they sent me a plate of breaded mushrooms!

A new breed of vegetables...ARE YOU MAD?

THAT IS NOT VEGETABLES, ITS FUNGI! bah mushrooms! The desserts were always beautiful though! The final day was amazing when it came to the food, the starter was creamed cauliflower soup, I had two bowls of this! The main was lovely chips and vegetables, and the pudding was an odd mousse thing lol!

I got to do great things like visit Saltzburg, go to Rattenburg and see the glass blowers - I bought so much glass and the boyfriend got me a gorgeous glass rose! I went 5000 feet above sea level to see a glacier and climbed up to the base of a waterfall.

It was an exquisite holiday, I had lots of fun, just wish I could have cooked for myself and/or had more toilet stops!

Thus ends another rambling...

The hormonal bag

The Student Life...

Hi, I am completely baffled to bring you one of the stupidest students' ever.

I do need to give her some condescending claps for managing to understand what a fire alarm sounds like and get her self out of the building...*clap* ... *clap* ... *clap*

ANYWAY...yeah on the way back into the building she took the lazy revolving door option and assuming that her life is completely technology based, as most students are privileged to know she walked in. When it stopped, she looked all worried and turned to her peers and was almost crying thinking she had gotten her fat arse stuck. It took a clever one to yell through the glass 'It's not an electronic revolving door'

Revolving lives - We just keep going in circles and we

can't escape!!

The look on her face was priceless, she pushed the door, no doubt with all the strength she could muster and somehow managed to get into the building YAY! God help her if she is doing electronics and will one day be working building these simplistic doorways. WHY CAN STUDENTS NOT RELY ON ANYTHING THAT IS NOT BASED AROUND A SCREEN!

It was not that long ago that mobile phones didn't exist but now, everywhere you look you see this small hand held technology is sucking away the life of students and whispering 'TECHNOLOGY IS LIFE'

How long before students cannot use a pen???

I know I am writing this on-line, but I have to write on paper first, nothing feels so good than writing on paper...*sigh*

As this is a short post I may give you lucky people another blast later on, as I say...IF you're lucky!

Enough from me...unless I feel that all humanity is lost...in which you will be the first ones I turn to,

Goodbye,

Your reliable
hormonal bag

Flower...Ah how I love thee...

Greetings from a surprisingly calm hormonal bag today,

Surprisingly calming game for anyone who's hormonal!
 FLOWER!

Last night I played the demo for flower on the ps3, now it always looked fun to watch but I had no idea the effect it would have upon me. The demo only allows you to play the first level of flower but it has lovely graphics and the controls take a while to master. You basically play the element of wind and have to guide your flower petals to pollinate the flowers around you to ensure the once dull and mundane flowerless world has colour and is restored to its natural beauty. I personally love this game, it has soothing music and the controls are so gentle and calming that a sort of tranquil haze takes over, seriously play this if you’re stressed...! Every time you pollinate a new flower there is a calming sound that emits from every flower  - lovely!

FOR ANYONE WHO DARES TELL ME THAT THIS GAME IS NAFF OR ANY OTHER NEGATIVE WORD, THEN YOU CLEARLY HAVE NO PLAYED IT. This game makes me happy so do not upset the rambling hormonal bag because I am unpredictable and will most likely rip your head off...so please, as a friendly warning, leave me be when I am around flower! I recommend this to all ages and all sexes.

Roll up, Roll up - see the latest in
TRAMP fashion!

So I went to Sainsbury's today, and in the queue I saw a woman with holes in her jeans. But that's normal I hear you thinking...ARE HOLES IN THE ARSE normal??

I mean I see for some abnormal reason already that ripped jeans are fashionable when the tears are on the knee but seriously if she bought them like that I want her to take them back. 

On the other hand though, If she wore them out like that, my first question is HOW?? and the second is why not just get some more?? Its not like she even tried a botch up job to fix them, she just wears them like they were meant to be like that...CONFUSED!

On the positive note, my hair is black, and not just any black, a blueish black, thanks to schwartzcopfh of however you spell it, oh wait its in the dictionary... that's right normal words are not in the spell checker but that is... thanks... Schwartzkopf =D

Signing off now...

The hormonal bag

(where angst is never too far around the corner...)

A day in the life of Gym...

Hello fellow angsty woman and possibly men?

(Well you do hear about man periods don't you?) I personally agree, some men may not notice but dear god when they clean/ do a job that's stressful if you dare offer to help, they just snap, it;s best to leave well alone, like they do with us...We're not that bad...okay fine we are but we have a hormone imbalance causing ours... =D

Warning - MAD people steal pins from these
machines, take care...UNSAFE!

Today, was the first day of my two day free pass to the gym, so I thought I would embrace it with open arms. I went in with a positive attitude, and with the boyfriend, which I had to drag along with all my body weight, not because he's heavy or anything, but because I am weak...I left with a good attitude too, but not without effort. I'm used to certain cardiovascular machines so experiencing new versions is quiet disconcerting...but that was a simple thing to overcome...

The weight machines however were unbelievable...Half of them had the pins to change and select your desired weights missing, ensuring they could not be used, I checked half of the machines and sure enough the pins were missing...WHO STEALS THE PINS FROM WEIGHT MACHINES, I mean what can they be used for seriously? Seriously dodgy business going on there. Regardless of this minor...setback I went to reception and asked them for assistance, they told me that there was no trained member of staff to deal with the problem until 6pm...I had been there since 4pm...with no one manning with weights...I can foresee a lot of accidents...I backed away from the weight machines after that...stuck to my cardio! I left feeling lighter and more fit, but scared of weight machines that are unmanned...

Ah last night we found that our guitar hero 5 guitar had no way to activate star power, the usual guitar tilt sensor had stopped working after not even a week so we called Stafford for their help, giving no serious effort to help they left us feeling disappointed. We called our local store and they were more than helpful, after about half an hour they had called three different people for guidance and we have a new replacement guitar coming tomorrow, YAY! Real world - thank you. No angst required!

Overall, a positive day, angst levels are low, which I am sure my other half is highly appreciative of...I feel healthier and happier, positive endorphins from exercise...woot!

Just another day in the life of
The hormonal bag

(where angst is never far around the corner...)

One woman's battle with a world of Angst...

Angst - I should live here...

My boyfriend always calls me a hormonal Angsty bag, so I thought I would create this blog to prove him right.

Today I was out walking and I wanted to cross the street, A car was coming so to show respect I stopped and waited for them to pass, they waved me across, then decided to shout 'come on, get out of the way I have to be somewhere, god students are hopeless, the world is doomed!' in an angry tone, when it was her idea to let me go in the first place...As karma has its funny ways of getting people back, her car then stalled whilst trying to enter the hilly junction...and her car...may have reversed down the hill and veered into the busy road that she had just come in from...to make her life better, Karma gave her another kick, right in the face as a blue Citroen C3 whacked into her bonnet, it caused minimal damage, but...MUAHAHA! Evil wins...

Angst one - real world zero.

To make me happy today, a friend who is working for a newspaper for work experience was in the paper today and I got to rejoice in his success that he is getting somewhere in his career path. A friend that could make the most out of sitting back and playing video games for the rest of his life. Seriously, if you could get a job doing that, he would be at the top of the list, a gaming tycoon, if you will!

We are both taking Journalism and Creative writing, however he is loving the Journalism part of it, I'm getting the grades for it but my heart lies in the world of editing and writing. I am...and I know a lot of you will want to shoot yourselves for me admitting that I am really enjoying working for free editing twilight fan fiction. DO NOT JUDGE ME, you have no idea how good these people are. They write better than me and the fact that I can help them along and get credited for my help is awesome!

Along with my editing I am writing more. So far after only 2 weeks in total if I add up the hours, give or take, I have written 30 different pieces of work in that time, making me feel very proud and not slightly hormonal...

Birth control for those hormone impaired...

Sigh - Hormonal...I hate hormones, they are ridiculous! Tampering with them is a bad area! What's wrong with just using condoms, I don't care if you people don't like the feel of them?? Would you prefer pregnancy?? Bah - From the injection, to the implant and the pill all of them tamper with your periods and your hormones making being anywhere near anyone within the first few weeks of taking a new medication a danger to yourselves and more importantly them! I mean you could be volatile, moody, temperamental and damn right rude and upsetting.

When I was first on the pill I am on now, I was so moody that one second I was singing some ones' praises, showering them with compliments and then BITCH took over and the next thing I know I am wanting to punch their lights our for even looking at me...

On the other and brighter more rainbow streaked side of things, you could be the more polite, understanding person and IF YOU ARE LUCKY no period...

Sorry Boys for the er...somewhat uncomfortable subject I know how some of you get but seriously? GET OVER IT! Your future girlfriends/wife will talk to you about it and expect you to be a man so man up! To those of you who can deal with it...congratulations, Welcome to adulthood. I am devastatingly proud of you!

For tonight my friends, the hormonal angst bag will sign off, I hope you eagerly await my next installment...If not, well don't read it? Come on use your head!
For those of you who love me...
Come back soon to hear another exciting tale from:

The hormonal bag

(Where angst is never too far around the corner....)