Oops.

So it seems that I've forgotten about this.. which isn't strictly true. I've just been very busy lately. I have nothing of interest to write about.. so this is just going to look pathetic enough that I eventually write about something wonderful and exciting. I hope.

Dear Deodorant,

I know that you belong to my flatmate and thus have no loyalty to my whatsoever, but please could you find it in your heart to stop smelling like a certain someone? I know it's not your fault, and I used to really like you (and sometimes used you instead of the air freshener, which I know is wrong, because you are for eliminating body odor) but nowadays, whenever I smell you, you make me feel ill.

I do understand that you have no control over how you smell, but it might be possible for you to not last so long? Perhaps you could run out instead? Just merely stop coming out of the can? Or maybe you could just not linger in the hallway? If you aimed yourself better you might be able to land on the person spraying you and stick there instead of floating around my flat and crawling up my nose?

I'm assuming that you don't do this on purpose, because you smell too nice to be a douche bag, but I would really appreciate it if you could stop it now.

Thank you,

Hana x

Dear Prank Caller from last night,

I'm sorry I laughed at you. I'm sure it wasn't the effect you were hoping for when you rang me at ten to midnight, but you need to put more effort into it. Sunday night's call had a strong and consistent back story and was performed by an actress of (almost) reasonable believability.

Please try harder as I will not always be able to give you material for it, and repeating words I say in a voice that I can only assume you think is spooky is simply not good enough. You need to think about what you're going to say before you ring me, and not just assume that saying hello in a funny voice will suffice.

Perhaps look online for ideas? Engaging the receiver of the call in conversation would be a good start. Maybe if you thought of a character it might work better?

Anyway, I look forward to hearing from you tomorrow night and hope that you have taken some of my ideas on board.

Love, Hana x

PS. Don't forget to call other people as well as me; my friends are getting jealous of all the attention you're showing me.

Forbidden Love.

It wasn't supposed to happen. I was never supposed to fall in love this hard. I thought I'd protected myself well enough from this. But no.

I have developed an unhealthy obsession with Glee. At first I was all like, this is lame, and then after being subjected to it by a guy I was seeing and spending episode upon episode declaring every character homosexual in as many ways my vocabulary would allow me, I realised that I actually.. liked the damn show.

I first realised this when I was watching the last episode of the first section of the series clinging to the edge of the seat with tears in my eyes. For a long time I didn't have the right channel and had to desperately beg borrow and steal to be able to watch the episodes. I finally set up my freeview and to my delight I was able to watch Glee :) I was ecstatic. Unfortunately, because of the drastic changes in weather and the cheapness of my box, the channel disappeared. Last night I had an uber crazy fit because it still hadn't magically fixed itself and I was panicking about not being able to watch it tonight :(

I feel that I was not being melodramatic in the slightest, although my bemused male flatmate may disagree with you.

UPDATE: E4+1 (not E4.. I'm not sure why; I refuse to question this) is baaaack which means that tonight I shall be able to indulge in my latest love!

UPDATE!!! Oh god oh god oh god it's going pixellated again!!!

YET ANOTHER POINTLESS UPDATE: It worked :D My flatmate really seemed to appreciate the 15 minute singalong I performed of the songs after the show had finished. I might be lying.. she tried to change the channel.. with me being the channel.

I think I'm going to follow my flatmate around for a while one day and just blog everything she says. It seems like a fun game. Damnit I lost the game. I need a smoke. Update ended. :)

I'm gonna work on making this more interesting eventually I promise.

Well, that was interesting. My phone was ringing and it was an 'unavailable' number. I don't normally answer them, but for some reason this time I did. The conversation went a bit like this: (imagine her voice being high pitched and whiney, and gradually getting more and more hysterical until she sounds a bit like a guinea pig)

Me: Hello?

Strange Girl (SG): Hello, who is this?

Me: Well, seeing as you called me, why don't you tell me?

SG: No, you called me!

Me: No, I got an unavailable number..

SG: No, I did.

*This goes on for a while as I try to explain this without calling her a liar*

Me: Okay well how about we both assume we have a withheld number calling us, hang up and forget about it.

SG: NO, you woke up my baby and I just got my baby to bed. Tell me your name and why you rang me!!

Me: *sighs* I didn't ring you.

SG: Tell me why you rang me! I've only just got my baby to sleep and now I have to do it all over again! WHAT DID YOU WANT???

Me: Seeing as I didn't ring you, I don't want anything. Just go put the baby back to sleep.

SG: Noo, were you trying to call my boyfriend? Is he cheating on me again??

Me: Your boyfriend? Wow, good luck to him.

SG: WHY DID YOU CALL ME?? Is this Chantelle? You're Chantelle! What do you want why have you rang me?

Me: Sweetheart, I'm not Chantelle, I didn't ring you. Go sit down and calm down! Deep breaths.

SG: I'M GONNA COME ROUND AND STAB YOU LIKE I STABBED YOU BEFORE.

Me: Well now, stabbing Chantelle wouldn't be a good idea because I'M NOT HER!

*she appears to think about this for a minute before concluding*

SG: Well I'm gonna come round and stab you anyway! I'm coming round now to stab you-*click*

Me: Gobsmacked.

It's been half an hour now and I wonder if she's turned up and some poor woman's house trying to stab anything she can? I wanna know what she's done with the baby if she has lol.

Noone has turned up here, although my facebook status has produced some interesting comments. I love my friends, and I love how not worried any of them are :)

Was looking forward to her turning up actually.. was gonna get to use my battleaxe.

Damn her promising me things she hasn't delivered. :)

OH GOD, WHY ARE YOU ALL DIFFERENT FONTS AND SIZES?

Hello. As some people may know, I already have a blog; well, I have a tumblr. I don't know if that counts. It might not.. I'm very not good at the internet so I might just be doing it all wrong.

I started on another tumblr because the original became far too full of pretty things I'd found on the internet and less about me actually writing anything. So the first post on the new one was:

"This one is going to be used purely for blogging though, and shall not be spammed with general other randoms I tend to collect. I am almost certain that I shall be utterly rubbish at this blogging thing, however I’m going to give it a damn good try :)"

HOWEVER, I'm far too impulsive and hadn't thought it through very well. It's all very well me having it there, and I've been happily writing things for a week (does that make me a real blogger yet? I didn't think so either) but then of my my friends read it and asked me if I'd had any comments yet. I don't know if you can get comments on a tumblr but I really didn't want have to move everything over to another blog that lets you have comments because:

1. I've only just set the other one up.
2. I don't want to have to wait another week to post everthing but I wouldn't want it to be all posted in one day because that looks rubbish and I'd probably forget about it after the first day and come back weeks later like I do with plants and then they die which is why I never have any (except the cactus in my living room, but that's a story that I'll post another day!)
3. I don't want to have the option for people to comment because then there's the option that people won't comment and then I'll be all panicky and wonder why am I doing this? Noone i, s reading it except for a few of my friends and that's only because I poked the link and them and they're too nice to not follow me.

I'm sure it's probably too optimistic and egotistical for me to assume anyone's going to even read this, let alone comment on it, but I'm trying a new 'think positive' thing and so am going to add this.

If (for some reason) you read my tumblr, you'll already have seen these, but you can comment on here if you so wish. Or else you can't. Either way is good. Yeah I have no idea what I'm doing still writing now and so I'm going to go and shower. (How do you finish a post about nothing??)

Quick, here's a picture I took in London the other week :)