yay.

no more fucking worries. Not as many anyways.

My 3/4 guitar came today. Going to hand in my essay in a bit, then pop over to London.

I'm happy.

Energy

Bottle, Lucozade. Nirvana T, Urban Outfitters. Sweater, Zara.

I like energy in a bottle. It's a big phenomenon here in Dundee.

I hope I don't have to pull an all-nighter. Probably not.

I hate procrastinating

But I do it all the time. Shall we call this the last time?

I'm doing my Psychology essay for tomorrow, 4:30 pm. I'm off to London at 3:17 pm.

I'll probably be pulling a semi-nighter. (Not an all-nighter like last time...)

Peace, tomorrow I will be positive and go to London. Fab.

Structure and reshaping my study planning is what's up for next week.

10 hrs minimum each week seems reasonable, since I only have 11 hrs of class..

Broke a string beceause I was ignorant.

Primark & Primark & a broken guitar. Heavy rocker is what I am.

Jamie won't be happy.

Oh well, gives me an "excuse" to speed up on essay writing or having a smoke with music in my ears. Which will I choose?

I ordered a guitar, it's coming tomorrow, a cheap 3/4 acoustic guitar with an extra set of strings!

It's arriving tomorrow. The missing E string (attempted to tune it up to D, in a D drop tuning...) will be back on before he knows it.

Gee, I need to start thinking twice. Well at least I've nailed 'Lua.'

Love - borrowing Jamie's guitar for the night.

Stealing Jamie's guitar again. Playing My Girls, Nun's Litany, Lua and Beg Steal or Borrow. I must know them all by heart by the end of these two weeks, like the back of my palm.

Now I am going to a surf meeting with Alex. Being social is what I need even in times of study.

The Heat

Feel bad from sleep deprivation and other things. Why must I take everything so personally? I am far too picky and cynical for my own good.

Went to Edinburgh, pretty nice, mummy got me drunk, we shared a bottle of wine, I said "ta ta" to mummy and bro.

Went back to Dundee to find out that the butcher's was closed.

Icky Sicky night. Disruptive mental health.

I need some high voltage.

Track Suit vs. Real Clothing

Jeans, Primark. Sweater and shirt, Zara.

Walked out in PJs for breakfast, came back in skinny jeans, a plaid shirt and a knit sweater.

Life is happy. Going to Edinburgh tomorrow to see the city. Roomie Roisin is gonna hook me up with some vintage store adresses.

Saw a new side of Dundee today. There is much more to it than just Perth road and the Overgate. A couple roads behind there's some mind-blowing architecture. My favorite is High School of Dundee, loads of roman pillars.

Brekkie

Taking a stroll in the chilly outdoors to get to french toast.

Day with Bro & Ma

Out and about in Dundee on a day where rain decides to slap your face.





Had an eventful day with brother and mother in Dundee. After yesterday's hefty meal at Mali Thai, we had some lighter burgers at Ketchup. I ordered an ostrich burger but the meat looked suspicious so I switched to lamb. Thereafter Starbucks. Thereafter shopping. Then home, I made dinner, we had vegetarian green curry with cashew nuts, soy mince and mushrooms etc.

I dressed like a skank today. Acclimatizing in a skimpy Primark dress. This was my mother's suggestion.

A little essay writing and I'm off to bed. Early brekkie at half 8. French toast at their hotel.

Ugh.

Goodnight.

I ♥ Jack White & Alison Mosshart

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Edinburgh was absolutely fantastic! First time I've been and it was beatiful, perfect weather, nice and neat city at night. I must go again! Actually will be going there on Monday if things go as planned.

Summary of my Edinburgh experience: EunYi and I went to a pub, got rejected, had to escape the premises, since she didn't have "valid ID." Ran to another pub, a posher pub, where they charged us twice the money but we got out beer. Then we scurried off to HMV Picture House! Beautiful, central venue right in the middle of town. AMAZING performance! Even the opening act kicked some ass. The Dead Weathers were better than I ever could have imagine. Just incredible performer, really know what they're doing. Jack White was so so sexy. It was just an indescribably mindblowing performance. My ears are still ringing from yesterday.

Mother and brother are here in Dundee! Flew in from Copenhagen today. They still haven't called me, I haven't enough credit to make international calls, so I think I'll go stalk them.

My only class today (this is my reading week for Internation Business Environment) was IT at ten o'clock. I woke up at ten! Luckily I only live two minutes away from all my classes, so I popped out of bed, grabbed my cleanest clothes (not very clean at this point, going on four weeks since the last wash) and sprinted to class. Phew! Did my test, but got two easy peasy questions wrong due to silly worked up me. Stress has a tremendous impact on my ability to think clearly. Oh, well rather a B1 grade than a zero!

The Dead Weather

Bathroom disaster. Yesterday when the dye came out.

Seeing the Dead Weather today. Jack White is sexy. I think so. We'll see. Catching the train with EunYi after Psychology class. Seeing them in Edinburgh at the HMV Picturehouse.

Kirsten the Hairdresser

Kirsten dyed my hair. Lookin' pretty good. I gave it a good chop too.

I call it the grunge bob.

600

Calories were burnt at the gym tonight. That doesn't exactly make up for the 4 (!?) cupcakes I shoved down my throat, but still.

Now I should and wash out the red hairspray and replace it with actual hair dye.

Gossip Girl is what's up tonight. Me and Lizzy in the kitchen.

Red & Rain

Red hairspray, Lee Stafford. Cupcake and bat ring reading "SPELL CASTER," Greggs.

I've had to cover myself up with an umbrella today. I don't want red dye running down my face. I'm going to semi-perm colour my hair red before mommy and bro come on Friday, to see what it looks like. If I like, I'll be a permanent redhead soon. Pippi hair looks okay.

I found cupcake heaven. Apparently they do have good cupcakes outside New York - in Dundee! (or at Greggs). Mmm. And I got a free ring with it too.

Lizzie is da Bomb

Lizzie loving Tamar

Tamar loving Lizzie bringing her home safely last night.
Yesterday was amazing, mostly due to the fact that Lizzie is crazy and she was off her face, lying flat on her face in the hallway, asking for a massage, then turns out she's ticklish on her back.

Thank you Tamar, for the addition to my Guiness glass collection!

Crazy Lizzie

Pippi Longstocking

Tonight I am Pippi. It's Lizzie's Superhero Birthday

Death

Kill me now!!! I can't stand this fucking wait!

José made my day:

"Your ego, Izzy, is big and mighty. You can't stand being wrong."

I know I'm right, especially now, so give me my fucking pills, so I can get better!

Lizzie is Back!

Lizzie is back and this definitely made my day, if not the whole week, if not.. who knows how long! All I know is I am so happy that she is here, I have missed her so, my body is filled with joy. I have someone who is so funny and smart in my life, for this I am happy again.

This week has been quite dreary, all of us are so different and uncertainty and guilt has kept me down. I am a very social person, but I easily fly away to outerspace if I don't have people to talk to. Makes me go all shoegaze.

And this week has been hard, because of social rejection to a certain extent, and social avoidance to another. I have been wanting to work hard, and perform the best I can, and if the social, extra curricular life is hard I might as well avoid it completely and get more work done.

I am beginning to worry if I will ever meet people with my taste in music. I am generally worried about the vast percentage of students I wouldn't ever consider talking to here. A lot of them seem so blää and empty. Fake tan and short skirts, rugby body and slow body language.

Behind this exterior, is there personality?

Of this I am highly unsure. Drunk and unattentive is what I have percieved them as.

I am glad that Lizzie's back!

Snotty Style

After 12 hours of sleep and persistent disease I need something to cheer me up.
Today I plan a shopping spree. I don't want to wear the same clothes anymore. Let's go find the vintage in Dundee.

HALLEUJAH

And it's only ten to four.

Up Up Up & Away

Merete, EunYi and I at Phoenix, a 150 year old traditional style pub (with old men).

Yes, still polishing. I am a perfectionist. A meticulous, either on-off kinda gal. Once I'm there and I get started I can't get out of it. Once I'm out of it I can't get myself back into it. I will shove this effort down my throat until I'm able to swallow swords. Perfect plan.

We went into the perfect bar! I wrote down a list of supposedly good pubs that I googled for Dundee. Phoenix was rather good. Ed would approve! At least from the looks of it. Well, I thought the ale was alright, but still not the grandest selection.

Whilst out in the cancerous cold we bumped into Merete and dragged her inside.