Ok I don't know what to do.
I really need new music, music helps make decisions. Sorry going a little crazy.

So last night watched the culture show, then looked at art I like, actually watching the culture show was a lie, I read the times and it had the new Jeff Koons exhibit in New York in it. I love Jeff Koons, mainly the new stainless steel stuff like the egg he submitted for the turner prize. I also like Jackson Pollock, though i can't really explain that one.

music

Ok i need new music because on shuffle i just keep shuffling, i can't find anything that grabs me. However my brother and best friend and spotify provided me with a temporary answer. AFI - Crash Love well listening too it right now tried in on spotify for a run then bought it off Amazon, i'm really liking it. 'Okay I feel better now' and 'I am trying very hard to be here' are my favorites so far.
Best friend took me to Wild Beasts at Cab Vol and i loved it, not to mention their support which was brilliant. I'm having a listen to their new album on spotify contemplating stealing it from best friend! So thats it at the moment, but I think i just need to listen more to the other whole albums i've bought like new The Fray. and of course mix it with a little Clash, Blondie, Linkin Park, REM and New Order.

winter so...

Hey,

I don't think my flat mate will ever like winter/autumn, basically anything after the clocks go back. I love it, when people wait all year for summer and complain about the rain well i just don't get it because it the best time of year, I would only move somewhere colder, wetter and darker, which leads to the fact me and a friend are going on the trans-siberian railway when we have the funds together.

My flat mate wants to move to Houston in Texas because it always ridicolously hot. I think i'm a true Briton, I mean this land is the most beautiful, especially where I grew up in the North and anywhere in Scotland, beaches islands wild coast = brilliant.

Why when it gets colder to people want to leave, I could only stand about ten days in the hotter places like when i went to Madrid, it was enough, I long to get back to being in Britain because the heat makes me grumpy and depressed, opposite of SAD! lol.

I think true britons might like the idea of leaving and those who do really love it always return after trying to live abroad, but i don't think anyone should live somewhere they don't love, I'm in Edinburgh and i'd only move further North. If my flat-mate hates it he should leave to go to Houston lifes too short to live somewhere you don'y really really love!

so..

New year at Uni starting soon.

Ok so...

Bit of Blondie <




Why is it that when i get to a certain point in a relationship with anyone there is always a fuck up of somekind, a fight or dissagreement and then its like if they don't fight to still know me i just cut them out. I guess I am just insecure and have to check they actually want to know me, but what the hell do you do when you meet someone who does exactly the same thing?! Hmmm its a puzzler.

But on the plus side I have a new poster Blondie, thats The Clash and Blondie now, loving the classic rockers! yey.

So Antartica hates me...

Hey,


so according to facebook! haha antartica hates me. You know thats actually somewhere i'd love two go along with Russia in the winter its so dangerous and beautiful that it becomes incredibly cool. At the mo i'm reading Anton Chekov's collection of stories written in Russia because I love anything to do with it. The woman at Waterstones thought i was buying it because Uni was making me, it really does seem that bad it's easy enough to read and interesting.

So another interesting story about Russia is Rasputin who looks well scary and because its interesting you should read about it off Wikipedia:

The legends surrounding the death of Rasputin are perhaps even more mysterious and bizzare than his life. According to Greg King's 1996 book The Man Who Killed Rasputin, a previous attempt on Rasputin's life had been made and had failed: Rasputin was visiting his wife and children in his hometown, Pokrovskoye, along the Tura River, in Siberia. On June 29, 1914, he had either just received a telegram or was just exiting church, when he was attacked suddenly by Khionia Guseva, a former prostitute who had become a disciple of the monk Iliodor, once a friend of Rasputin's but now absolutely disgusted with his behaviour and disrespectful talk about the royal family. Iliodor had appealed to women who had been harmed by Rasputin, and together they formed a survivors' support group.
Guseva thrust a knife into Rasputin's abdomen, and his entrails hung out of what seemed like a mortal wound. Convinced of her success, Guseva supposedly screamed, "I have killed the antichrist!"
After intensive surgery, however, Rasputin recovered. It was said of his survival that "the soul of this cursed muzhik was sewn on his body." His daughter, Maria, pointed out in her memoirs that he was never the same man after that: he seemed to tire more easily and frequently took opium for pain.

The Moika Palace, along the Moika River, where Rasputin was supposedly lured and murdered
The murder of Rasputin has become legend, some of it invented by the very men who killed him, which is why it becomes difficult to discern exactly what happened. It is, however, generally agreed that, on December 16, 1916, having decided that Rasputin's influence over the Tsaritsa had made him a far-too-dangerous threat to the empire, a group of nobles, led by Prince Felix Yusupov and the Grand Duke Dmitri Pavlovich, and the right-wing politician Vladimir Purishkevich, apparently lured Rasputin to the Yusupovs' Moika Palace, to the basement[14], where they served him cakes and red wine laced with a massive amount of cyanide. According to legend, Rasputin was unaffected, although Vasily Maklakov had supplied enough poison to kill five men. Conversely, Maria's account asserts that, if her father did eat or drink poison, it was not in the cakes or wine, because, after the attack by Guseva, he had hyperacidity, and avoided anything with sugar. In fact, she expressed doubt that he was poisoned at all.
Determined to finish the job, Yusupov became anxious about the possibility that Rasputin might live until the morning, which would leave the conspirators with no time to conceal his body. Yusupov ran upstairs to consult the others and then came back down to shoot Rasputin through the back with a revolver. Rasputin fell, and the company left the palace for a while. Yusupov, who had left without a coat, decided to return to grab one, and, while at the palace, he went to check up on the body. Suddenly, Rasputin opened his eyes and lunged at Prince Yusupov. When he grabbed Prince Yusupov he ominously whispered in Yusupov's ear "you bad boy" and attempted to strangle him. As he made his bid to kill Yusupov, however, the other conspirators arrived and fired at him. After being hit three times in the back, Rasputin fell once more. As they neared his body, the party found that, remarkably, he was still alive, struggling to get up. They clubbed him into submission and, after wrapping his body in a sheet, threw him into the icy river Neva River, and he finally met his end there — as had both his siblings before him.
Three days later, the body of Rasputin, poisoned, shot four times and badly beaten, was recovered from the Neva River. An autopsy established that the cause of death was drowning, due to the presence of water in his lungs. His arms were found in an upright position, as if he had tried to claw his way out from under the ice. In the autopsy, it was found that he had indeed been poisoned, and that the poison alone should have been enough to kill him. Yet another report, also supporting the idea that he was still alive after submerging through the ice into the Neva River, is that after his body was pulled from the river, water was found in the lungs, showing that he didn't die until he was submerged.[15]
Subsequently, the Empress Alexandra buried Rasputin's body in the grounds of Tsarskoye Selo, but, after the February Revolution, a group of workers from Saint Petersburg uncovered the remains, carried them into a nearby wood and burnt them. As the body of Rasputin was being burned, he appeared to sit up in the fire. After being poisoned, shot, beaten, drowned, and officially verified as dead, he thoroughly horrified bystanders in his apparent attempts to move and get up. This legend is attributed to improper cremation. Since his body was in inexperienced hands, his tendons were probably not cut before burning. Consequently, when his body was heated, the tendons shrunk, forcing his legs to bend, and his body to bend at the waist, resulting in it appearing to sit up. This final happenstance only poured fuel on the fire of legends and mysteries surrounding Rasputin, which would continue to live on, long after he had truly died.

Thats just about his death but its well weird. So in summary Russia is interesting Haha.

I want a motorbike

I want a motorbike which my dad will kill me for saying because even though he had one he thinks they're a bad idea for anyone but himself! Thats where my being hypocrytical comes from lol.

I love them but I would be too scared to ride it because at least my car has sides and four wheels so i'm unlikely to fall off.

I love rallying now, so thats going to be my thing instead I think. I need a rear-wheel drive car for that and generally they are just so much more fun! practically pull themselves round corners! yey. Mrk 2 Ford Escort King of the rally or Audi Quattro which I became addicted too when Ross addicted me to 'Ashes to Ashes' series 2, I might buy it, if not for the car for the police station roof!

Stairs?!

So whats the better thing to slide down stairs on plywood? possibly bendy. Or cardboard? As soon as i'm back a uni and in the possesion of various stairwells I intent to find out i'm guessing cardboard because plywood's only gonna cause injurys. See I can be sensible as well!

A man in New York didn't buy lunch today because he needed to save the money, I know most of the time I live in Edinburgh but things surely aren't that bad, are people saying i'm going to have to relinquish one of my lunches and possibly even one of my two dinners! No surely not.!

Plus aren't they the coolest stairs ever! I feel quite inspired. P.s i'm an architecture student so its fine!