Wednesday 18 June 2008

Stuff...

In the midst of all the blah, me and my mum decided to go to London for a bit to see my sister and get away from it all. My mum last went to London about 15 years ago, so it was cool to see her excitement at the buzz of it all.
People say when you get to London, you're either a lover or a hater. I'm a definite lover. Just being there gives me butterflys, I feel like a character in a chick lit novel!

Part of the itinerary was to go to a Mike Gayle book reading at Bromley Library, I love Mike Gayle, and filled half of my suitcase with the books I wanted him to sign. It wasn't until we were due to set off for the library that we noticed that we'd gotten the wrong Bromley (not Bromley by Bow), and that it would take us at least 2 hours to get there - by the time we arrived it would be half way through - gutted!
So instead, we went to the pub ;)
I had a lovely time in London - it was just what I needed.

Other stuff worth mentioning is...I got my degree result - a 2:1 Bsc Honours, which I'm happy about, although I was expecting a first!
I also had a guest blog published on bridalwave, which cheered me up no end, and you can read here.

Oh yes, I saw this brill trailer on youtube - it's Mary Poppins, recut as a horror!! I thought it was ace!
They also have one of The Shining recut as a romcom!

Blah...

I'm back.
I've been busy having a quarter life crisis, and rather than post about it (which in retrospect would probably have been quite cathartic), I've hidden away eating hula hoops and watching crap telly.
It might be something to do with the fact I've just finished my degree and have got post student blues, it could be that I've hit the 7 year itch with E, it could be that I've put weight on and am not doing anything about it, or it could be that for the past 10 years I've been taking medication for Bipolar, which I recently stopped.
Having bipolar is something I haven't wanted to post about. It doesn't define me as a person, and I don't want to be one of those bloggers who thinks anyone would be interested in my strange ups and downs. It is worth mentioning, however as a way of explaining my sporadic absences from society.
Coming off medication was a big deal for me, and for a while I've coped brilliantly, but I think now's the time to acknowledge that my bipolar is something which can't be cured, and if I want to have any semblance of a normal life - I have to medicate.
I'll be doing another post after this one, so hopefully it'll get lost - it's just something I wanted to say!