A Word of Warning

Tomorrow I'm going home for the weekend. This means I'm going to see my cats. I've missed them so much I'm not even sure I can wait 13 hours to see them. Anyway, it probably means I'm going to write a really big blog post about how much I love them and how much I've missed them. It will also most likely be accompanied by a million pictures of them. Crazy cat times (Hannah Kemp understands where I'm coming from). So this is your warning. If you're bored of my cat obsession on Facebook, it's probably best if you ignore anything I post on here this weekend. Because it will be related to my kittens.

16 Years of Education Makes You Really Anal About Things

Sylvia sent me a link today to site which suggests eighty topics to write blogs on. It really is very good and I will be using some of the ideas from it, but there was one suggestion I really took issue with.
Number 58: 'Democracy, Communism or Socialism? Defend your choice'.
It might just be because I'm a politics undergrad, but the way the question is phrased implies that none of the options are at all compatible with each other. Which is just wrong. Because it's easy to reconcile socialism with democracy. In fact the whole Socialist paradigm, as I understand it, rests on the notion of an egalitarian society, which in turn entails a substantial amount of democracy. The question should be 'Capitalism, Communism or Socialism?' as it is extremely hard to placate any two of these ideas. Anyway, I just thought I'd share this with you because seven years at a grammar school and four years of higher education make you really anal and boring about things. Basically the moral of the story is learn your -ism's. Or you might look like a fool.

On another note, this is a video explaining the difference between Keynes and Hayek. It explains the different economic ideologies  of capitalism and socialism. Sort of. Anyway it's fun and it's really good.

There's a second part to this video as well if you loved the first bit as much as I did. Just google 'Hayek and Keynes Round 2' and I'm sure you'll find it. 

Sorry It's Been So Long

Sorry it's been so long since I last wrote a post, but I find it really stressful to write now, because this page gets a lot of views and I feel pressured to write something really good because of that.

Anyway, I finally got a new phone on Friday, and IT WAS THE BEST PURCHASE EVER, but that's not what I want to write about. I still have my Blackberry until August (it doesn't have internet and I (by I, I mean Nicola) only pay £10 a month for it now) but I feel really bad about the fact that I've basically shelved and ignored it for the last two days. Poor Blackberry. It must be feeling so unloved. I understand that it may seem weird to form a relationship with an inanimate object but that Blackberry has been my life for the last 16 months. And now I feel really guilty every time I see it sitting alone, untouched on the side. It's been practically glued to my hand ever since I got it. I think being exposed to Toy Story at a young age has caused me to form this unnatural affection and guilt towards inanimate objects. (In the analogy my Blackberry is Woody and my new phone is Buzz, and we all know Woody tried to kill Buzz because he was jealous). When I was getting my new phone, the kind people at Vodafone offered me some money for my Blackberry, and I would have taken it, but I just didn't feel ready to part with my best friend. I still don't. I might never. I don't really know why I felt the need to share this with you. Maybe I'm hoping that I'm not the only weirdo who finds it hard to say Goodbye. But anyway, I still have the Blackberry until August so don't delete the number - I'm going to use it for messy nights out (because I love it so much I don't care if I break it).

Anyway, we've had a good run Blackberry, but I'm going to call time on this relationship. Its not you, its me. Ok its 100% you; you just don't compare to my new phone in any way, shape or form. Thanks for the memories though.

Marie Antoinette Hair

I really want my hair tinted to grey/lavender. Like this:

Obviously I wouldn't wear the horrid pale lipstick with it. 

Or like this: 

That is all. 

I Hate the Left

It's stories like this that really anger me.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2082718/Kim-Kardashian-unwitting-poster-girl-campaign-increase-taxes-rich-California.html
The groups responsible for this campaign only use half of the truth, and imply that Kim contributes exactly the same as everyone else to the Californian economy. Which is false. While she contributes the same percentage of her earnings, she actually contributes nearly 300 times more than the average American (she contributed $1,236,000 in taxes, while the average Californian contributed less than $5,000). But left wing groups like these work on the basis that people are either to stupid to work out the actual figures or can't be bothered. And while this is generally true, you should never take a statistic at face value. The fact that some people earn more than others, is exactly the reason why we have a progressive taxation system. The more you earn, the more you pay; even though the percentage of taxable earnings might be the same.

Chips and Gravy

Apparently chips and gravy doesn't exist as a thing down here. WTF?! It's the ONLY way to have chips in my opinion. Last night, after our heavy (very heavy for Elle) night of drinking, we went to the chip shop (like all good drunks do), and all they had ready-prepared was chips and curry sauce. Bleurgh. You southerners* need to sort it out. Gravy beats curry sauce hands down in the battle for best sauce to put on chips. I'm telling you now, your life is not complete until you've tried it.

*In important matters like this, I like to think of myself as an adopted northerner.

MaKiNg MeMoRiEs 2k12 xx

Tonight is the final time (this Christmas anyway) the CCHS girls will be reunited in Chelmsford for a heavy night of drinking and outrageous behaviour. Missoula have promised me it won't cost more than £5 to get in and I will be holding them to this. Even if it means refusing to move until I get to talk to someone from management. I'm bare excites, as us Essiiixx girls might say. I've even bought a new dress and new eyelashes for the occasion. THAT EXCITED. Missoula is only licensed until 3am tonight, which makes me super duper happy because I'm old now and the thought of staying out until six makes me feel physically sick. But I gather we're leaving for town at 9pm, so we'll still get a good 6 hours out. Don't get me wrong, I love a good night out in York, but I go out in York a lot and its sort of just become the usual thing to do. It doesn't feel all that special anymore. But in Essex, going out is always a special occasion, because we rarely get to see each other. Getting ready to go out in Essex is also more of an event than it is in York. Fake tan, fake nails, fake eyelashes, fake boobs, fake hair. (No one in Essex looks like their actual self on a Wednesday night). Anyway, I can't wait for 6pm to roll around. See you Bitches later! 

NB The title is a piss take. I would never be caught writing like this anymore. 

It's a Sad Day.

I'm going to eat my words. I want an iPhone. And I want it now. Not even the new Bold is enough to keep me in the Blackberry camp. And I figure I can probably live without BBM if I really try. The end of the age of the Blackberry is fast approaching, and I reckon a lot of RIM users will soon be reintroducing their thumbs to a touch screen. In fact, I know a few who already have. iPhone's don't seem to date. My Blackberry is only a year old but it already looks like caveman technology, whereas Sylvia has an iPhone 3G and it still looks brand new. I only have to wait 38 more days though and then I can upgrade. It's an early upgrade and Vodafone will charge me like £100 for the privilege, but I don't care. I can't live with my broken pile of wank any longer.

Drool. 

Glitter

When did glitter make such a massive come back? We're wearing it on our nails. On our clothes. On our shoes. On our accessories. Mind you, not that I'm complaining. I LOVE A BIT OF GLITTER! I'm so obsessed with the stuff at the moment that I just want to throw some in the air and dance around like I'm an extra in a Ke$ha video. I'm especially obsessed with glittery nail polish. I have a gold one and I got given a Barry M pinky/multi-coloured one for christmas. I'm also waiting on an order of OPI Kardashian Collection glittery nail polish too. It's by Kylie Jenner and its called Rainbow in the S-kylie. Its exclusive to ASOS at the moment, and its been out of stock for aggessssss..... But I finally got one. FINALLY. YAAAYYYYY!!!!! Anyway, while I was spending money I don't really have on the internet, I also ordered a card holder from the Urban Outfitters sale that's covered in multi-coloured glitter. £3 from £6!! BARGAIN. And I feel especially good about my purchase, because my best friend bought one before they put it in the sale. Muhahahahahaha! There's also this sequined (they're basically the same as glitter) dress I've been coveting in Warehouse for a while now, and they finally put it in the sale, but they're sold out in my size everywhere!!! :'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''( <- really sad face. I really hope this glitter fad doesn't end though. I'm enjoying it too much. Glitter makes everything seem better. Even Edward Cullen is moderately attractive when he sparkles in the sun.