I'm super duper happy for her, she deserves it.

People keep asking her for autographs!

I'm thinking of starting a fan group for her on here :)

So Summer, Summer, Summer, what did I do with my Summer?

Well I fell in love which was the nicest bit :) (but anybody who reads my journalallready knows that because my "OMG I'M IN LOVE" post has been right at the top since I randomly disspeared over the summer (incase you didn't guess I'm not dead, he hasn't turned out to be a crazy...YAY!).

Got to see friends and family that I hadn't seen in months :D

Made new friends (and a few new enimies...But they shall be sporked!)

Was kidnapped and adopted by two lovely people from Charnel House (http://thecharnelhouse.com/ please don't click gallery, way to many terorfyig photos of me looking like I'm about to vomit into my pint :S)

Partied at least once a fortnight, temporarily making me feel like an actual young person rather than someone who never goes out.

Saw more live bands in one summer than I'd seen in my whole life beforehand :) (Uberbyte for the win!)

Went to Camden Barfly (where, when I was ordering a double rum and cokle, the rum bottle fell off the wall causing me to end up with ever so slightly more than planned) , with Kev to see Lacuna Coil (who were brill, but their support act were awful and the crowd seriously needed some caffine or something, they were SO STILL!)

Went to Subculture in Leeds (which is the most fabulous underground club :D As in it's actually UNDER THE GROUND), with Kev t see Uberbyte (who were even more awsome than they were the first time I saw them that Summer), supported by Pro-ject (also awsome, and their guitarm player is very pretty...What? I can look can't I? So long as I don't touch...), V2A (whose lighting BLINDED me) and Mandr01d (best piss-take band EVER!)

And generally just had the most awsome Summer ever, I'm actually kind of gutted it's over and I'm stuck back in the villiage that time forgot but nothing lasts forever and there's only two months until the Christmas holis!

Toodles for now

Alex xxx

Excuse my Wallpaper lol!

Mam was so confussed as to why I had a package from Estonia until I opened it and explained, she was like "Oh it's from the Eastenders Pikachu band?" lol.

I like getting odd things in the post :D

Firstly, you all claim not to care about these charvy types and yet every other one of you keeps statusing "She's a skank whore!" etc etc etc.

Secondly, you guys have never met either of them so stop passing your opinions off as fact.

Thirdly, now here is my OPINION which I am NOT passing off as fact: Ever since they got together he's been trying to change her. Now when a woman tries to change a man everyone hates her for it, when a man tries to change a woman that makes her a skank whore huh? Ok, well in that case I'm going into stasus, wake me up when we finally stop being so friggin sexist.

Fourthly, all you readers of OK!, Hello and Nosey bitches pressed against your front window magazines know she just lost a baby right? You know how soul destroying that must be? Well neither do I, but I know people that have had misscarriges and let me tell you, people do some seriously weird things when their grieving.

Fifthly, FACT: Peter Andre is only still famous because he married Jorden, if it wasn't for that he'd have faded back into obscurity after "I'm a Z lister, feed me some wichity grubs and revive my career, I have bills to pay" only to be dug out and remembered for "Mysterious Girl" when VH1 had a "One hit wonders" day.

Sixthly, however entertaining it must be for you to call people Skank Whores, please remember they are infact both human beings, and this whole thing must be incredibly upsetting for BOTH OF THEM.

Right, I've had my say, let this be the end of it, or it'll be gob punching ahoy!

So friday was fun stuffs, kind of odd at first. I'm now phoneless because my dad cut my contract off because nobody has any money anymore (which is fine, but some sort of warning that was more than three days before the end of the month would have been nice), and I was meeting Kev where he works in Gosforth...I haven't been to Gosforth since I was like twelve...So he had to Facebook directions to me the night before...They reminded me of this: http://www.thesistersofmercy.com/error404page.html infact swap "remove cheap sunglasses" for "empty tower" and it's almost perfect!
As it happens the directions were perfect, at least I think they were, the note paper I had them written down on ended up all musy from the relentless rain, honestly worst rain ever! I started out clinging to a pink umbrella but eventually gave up because I was getting soaked anyway :(
So I eventually got there, waited about five minutes until he finished work then we walked to a Weatherspoons through the torrential rain and ate (OMG a Weatherspoons that actually had Vege-burgers in!).

Then came the insane journey of doom! Apprently getting to Whitley Bay from Gosforth is usually pretty simple...Not when the metro tracks are flooded it's not!
We had to get on a metro for two stops, get off, get a bus that looked like it had just travelled forward in time from the mid-sixties and then get another metro for a few stops. When we got off the metro at Whitley Bay I swear half of the North Sea blew into my face!

Boneyard was great, Memento Mori were fab, it was just a little bit empty, but I think that probably has a bit to do with the weather and maybe the state of transport. I dunno though maybe I'm a little odd but I'd rather be in a nice warm pub with fun people than at home watching the rain fall...Does that make me odd? Oh I met my Charnel House intro thread hijacker!

Saterday morning was beyond strange...Apparently I missed a few people when I was telling people I no longer had a working phone and somehow managed to guilt trip Bloodmyer into coming out WITHOUGHT DOING ANYTHING! See she said she was coming to Pride then Charnel afterwards but she texted me at 7:55 (when I was still sleeping...Who wakes up at 7:55 on a Saterday? I'd have slept until noon if I didn't have to be at Newcastle Civic centre at 11:30) to say the weather was awful and she wasn't coming out. I got up at 9, read the text, poked my head out the curtains and was dazzled by sunlight...Bad weather? WTF? Had a bit of an inner fume (I've had a rediculous amount of people lately who get me to do stuff for them but when I want them to come out they find an excuse. I shouldn't have fumed at Blood because she hardly ever does that), anyways five mintues later I got another text asking if I was angry because I wasn't texting back. I COULDN'T TEXT BACK! about ten minutes later I got another one saying she was coming out anyways...I was like how on earth should I feel? Amussed? Angry? Guilty for guilt tripping her even though I didn't really? WTF?

So by this point I was all sorted, giant wig...Check! Long black dress that still manages to be revealing...Check! Killer shoes of doom! Check! Remove the cat that seemed facinated that I was wearing something that covered my knees...Ouch ouch damn claws check!
So after Kev let me out of the building I went and stood at the bus stop (well err, obviously...How else was I supposed to get to Newcastle?) and there was this bloke standing there who then rather creepshly came over and in the pervyest voice ON EARTH said "You look loevely pet...Where you going?"
To which I replied
"Gay pride!", he kid of made an "Oh" noise and promptly shut up!

Got a bunch of funny stares when I got off the bus and cut up Northumberland street to get to the civic, then got all shocked by how few people were actually at the Civic (Hello it's 40 years since the Stonewall riots this year, do people not appreciate that if it wasn't for that, there'd be no Gay Pride? Or that there'd be no Gay Rights? And that people probably wouldn't remember Judy Garland's Deathday?).
Spotted Gary pretty quickley, and yes, he'd out done me YET AGAIN! Greek Goddess this year! Apparently he's wearing orange and brown next year, I think he might be pulling my leg though...
Had a bit of a kerfuffle trying to find Bloodmyer but we found eachother eventually (She rang me and I said I was the person leaping around franticly next to Dorathy from the Wizard of Oz (See, see someone remembered Judy), and somehow she found me! We then set out to find Psymon and his girlfriend. I'm most annoyed at Psymon...He thought I was Morticia Adams (Hello? Mort has straight hair and a fishtail dress!), and then his friend who I've never met before thought I was ment to be Amy Winehouse (Noooooooooooooooo!), so I proceeded to terrorfy the lot of them by explaining that I was Elvira and announced that I'm "Much more than a great set of boobs!" complete with boob grab :D
At ten to twelve the crowd seemed to quadruple in size all of a sudden, the Bangshees started drumming and suddenly we were off!
For the second year in a row the BNP were marching at the same time in a different place and fortunatly we got no trouble from them (that half a braincell they share between them obviously told them that messing with Vikki Paris in those heels is a baaaad idea), actually there wasn't any trouble from anybody this year, I remember last year there were a few protesters around Monumane and I became suddenly very aware that I was clutching a banner that read "God save the Queens", and there was a guy who shouted "Go home fags" (What? To Gateshead?), but not this year, this year there was just a really crabby looking old lady at a bus stop next to the green looking like we'd just offered her poison...We waved cheerily :D

Pretty much as soon as we got to the park I had to change out of my killer shoes of doom and into my huuuge walking boots, ouch ouch the foot pain! Ran into Gavin and was nearly hugged to death! Then we wandered around looking for freebies...DVLA win again for most awsome freebies, although they didn't give me a mug this year...Boo-urns!
Watched a couple of bands...They sucked...The Kitty Kat Dolls were awful, someone needs to explain to them that if their going to do boobs and butt centric dancing they need boobs and butts rather than being skeletaly thin...Does anybody really find this attractive...Seriously?
Sheltered in the drug action team bus when it started raining tabbys and labradoodles, then nipped out when it stopped for a while to see if The Camp Vamps were on yet...Nope :( Scooch were awful so we dissapeared off down to the Caboret (sp?) tent to go see Gayle Force do the seemingly impossible...Lesbian Drag! (No that's not a Lesbian in Drag, it was Gayle dressed a the Lesbian stereotype- Short spikey hair, butch looking T-Shirt and combats- whilst somehow managing not to just look like Gayle Force before she becomes a she), Fab as always, but the sign language interprater stole her thunger a little tiny tiny bit hehe.

Raced back up to the main stage and spotted the Vamps setting up and thought "HOORAY!"...Only to find they weren't on yet...Boo! But we did get a lady with an acoustic guitar instead...She was pretty cool, but not someone you'd intentionally watch in the pouring rain if you weren't waiting for someone else...And she seemed to do the longest set in the world!
FINALLY! Out came The Camp Vamps, with plastic glasses of something or other (they usueally come out with bottles of Corona) and introduced themselves before belting out their amsomely amazing version of Gay Bar (everytime I've seen them they've started with this and it's still AWSOME!), I know I've mentioned my hatered for Katy (die die die you evil bitch) Perry before and so you'll know that it would take a helluva bend to get me dancing to "I kissed a girl", proof that the Vamps are one helluva band! Bloodmyer, Gav and me lept around like idiots at the front singing along (even including their alternate lyrics "I kissed a girl and I liked it, hope my girlfriend don't mind it!"), possibly scaring a few people in the process!

After the Vamps we pretty much collapsed onto a park bench for the closing ceramony, then went off to Bloodmyers to eat food and sort our hair and smudgy make-up out before Charnel House. I wore the (by now ruined because of the rain) wig for a little while, but only because I promised Bev, Nicola and Meg that I would...Ack it was so hot and heavy I had to take it off very quickly! I also noticed while I was trying to dance with Bloodmyer and Gav that my dress was restricting my (lack of) dancing abillity! I could hardly move my arms! Oh and yes you read that right :D We got Gavin dancing :D

It was only when Bloodmyer and Gavin left I realised just how much my legs hurt, I limped over to a seat and sat there for the rest of the night in horrible pain thinking "Oh noooo damn you leggies, I like this song, I want to daaaaaance!"
Stupid bus was early and me and Kev missed it because the driver was one of those arsey types that (despite being early) refused to let us on between stops (even though he was stuck in traffic) so we ended up on a bus full of nutters again (at least I think we did, I was REALLY sleepy and I can't remember much of the bus ride, I do remember a fight at the bus stop though, crazy hen party drunks dressed as school girls screming at eachother and a crazy man dressed as a golfer running after the bus).

We actually woke up pretty early for a sunday...It was only 11am :D I was convinced it was later than that though because I could smell next door cooking food! Watched the Mera Luna DVDs, we kept thinking we spotted Kev then realising it was during bands he'd walked out on, after he'd allready walked out on them! Finally spotted him right at the front for Jesus on Extacy looking like he was having a fab time next to a bored looking girl who was apparently waiting to see Dir En Grey (Note to Kev: it's pronounced Deer en grey, not Dire en grey!), he made yummy yummy sunday dinner again (I mashed the potatos!) and I started watching the first series of Torchwood (never saw any of the first series because mam decided she didn't like it so nobody else could watch it *grumble*), stayed later than normal and took the last bus home.

If you can't tell I had a pretty fabulous internetless weekend :D Squee!

MY PHOTO!

It's five pictures along so I guess that means my profile is going to be featured next Tuesday! WOW!

I hadn't even finished working on my profile yet!

I must remember to go thank the ever marvelous Bloodmyer for taking my profile photo :D

SQUEEE!

Now as you know I started university last Septemeber, so I should be safe right? WRONG!
Here's the insane bit, apparently next year the tuition fees are going up, never been a problem before because my student loan covers my fees, only apparently the loan isn't going up. So it's only going to partially fund my fees? Great I won't even be able to start my third year if this happens...Bloody fabulous, nice one just build people up for a fall why don't you?

I feel for anybody trying to get in this year, I really do. From what I can tell it's sheer insanity. I've just watched the minister for secondry education blathering on about the situation on the news. He's a really bad liar by the way, whole attempt at slow, calming voice combined with eyes that darted about all over the place and hands waving about everywhere.
Basicaly apparently this year there are 40,000 more people applying for university than last year but the govenment can only fund 10,000 more, only 3,000 of which are full time places.
3,000 students? Are you insane? That's like ONE, maybe TWO universites worth of first years!
It would have been funny, you know if it wasn't real.
He was sat there talking in circles and contradicting himself, 'twas insane.
"This is happening because of a budget cut...No there hasn't been any cut in budget" then the best one ever was when he said that "Everyone that applied and gets the grades will still have a university place". Right ok then, how does that work? Surely if there's 40,000 more applicants, then there's going to be more than 10,000 actually get the grades? What are they going to do then?

The best of all was when the interviewer got a little bit teed off at this daft minister and told him that people who'd studied at 6th form were potentially going to end up on the dole.
"Oh no," he said laughing, "They'll just either go back to college, apply again next year, get jobs or take a gap year."
Yeah sure thing.
Had I not managed to get in last year I could have (and probably would have even though it ment spending another year listening to the weeble winge on about how she isn't getting anough attention while I was gritting my teeth because she still owed me money) gone back to college and taken a year long Foundation degree and then applied again next year.
If I hadn't gotten in second time I don't know what I would have done, I know I'd be feeling like a failure though.
Get jobs? Uh yeah, where? How? We're having a ressesion you know? There aren't very many jobs around at the moment and because so many bussinesses are going bust there's an awful lot more people fighting over the jobs that there are, and what do you have to do for money while you can't find a job? Yeah that's right apply for job seeker's allowance, yep you guessed it "The dole".
Gap year? Don't make me laugh, you know how long it takes to get funding to go traveling when you don't have any money?
I wanted to have a gap year before I started uni, but when I looked into it it turns out I should have started trying to get funding when I started college (three years before applying for uni).

ARGH! I wish someone would just whack some sence into these people!