Photos that corinne takes + random things

Best week ever = June 24th

2007-06-24T20:29:00.000Z

Best week ever = June 10^th – June 24

This week has two weeks as I was busy moving home and didnt do much fun stuff.

I moved back home last Thursday, I almost died on the M62 because it was really rainy and fear.
I have so much stuff. I can't fit it anywhere.
I started my new job and it is fun, although I don't always get breaks because they are wank, but I get cups of tea when I want them so I guess that is okay.
One of my best friends had her baby. Hello baby welcome into the world.
I went to my friend Kelly's house and we drank the wine and had a catch up, we also watched big brother.
I love Shabnam from Big Brother and have a girl crush on her.
I joined a gym. Hurrah.
I hurt my neck somehow, combination of too much time online and on a checkout at work. I can't move it properly and could not sleep because it hurt too much.
Katie's birthday party was last night and it was fun. It was nice to see her and my other friends.
I decided it would be a good idea to call and wake up Sarah.
I got drunk like I always do, on the way home I fell up the curb. I wanted to just sit there for a while but Vicki and Naomi made me get up. It was like 3am in the morning, I said I was okay and we carried on our 45 minute walk.
I woke up this morning with blood EVERYWHERE. My leg hurts. I hurt my elbow and little finger also.
I'm just getting over my hangover, at 8pm.
Apparently when I got home I left the door open, I locked it though but it wasnt shut. I kind of remember not being able to close it and I guess that was why.

best week ever = 30th June

2007-06-10T17:48:00.000Z

Best week ever - 10^th June

I went to Trafford centre in Manchester on Monday with Janine. We went to a tapas bar and we felt like we were in Spain.
We tried on lots of dresses. It was awesome. I bought two and they were beautiful.
I have just worked my last weekend at work. I have one shift tomorrow and then I am leaving that Tesco for my old Tesco where I shall work at the petrol station. Fun times.
People are sad I am leaving, which is nice. Jenny wants says she doesn't want somebody else to start working my shifts, she wants me back. Boo hiss.
Janet passed her driving test, and on Saturday we looked at cars for her. Vroom.
Sarah and I got engaged.
Last night, Janet and I went to the Westleigh. It was fun apart from when this really creepy dude came onto me. I told him Janet was my girlfriend and he said 'you can't have a girlfriend, you're too beautiful to do something like that'. I was really offended and yelled at him lots.
I told the man in the pizza shop that I could speak Arabic and Russian. When really I can say like 3 phrases in each of the languages.
I really suck at pool.
A man complimented my outfit and it pretty much made my week.
I've not have a very eventful week. Okay bye.

Poetry Thursday: Slight repetition

2007-06-08T09:07:00.000Z

You should say what you mean and mean what you say.

Do not hint at feelings, don't hint that somebody has upset you. Either tell them and have it out with them or get over it and shut up.

I should work on my confrontation skills in order to stop half-manipulating people into feeling bad because I was hurt but too scared to say.

(picture taken from http://hakanphotography.deviantart.com/)

~~~~~~

You stopped eating when You were fourteen.

You spit, splatter Your eyelashes
against his cheeks, You rub Your forehead
on her wall holding poison in Your hands,
he should cower, but does not, she should
not turnaroundyellscreamshoutkickcry
but does.

You hold Yourself
like Your family have disowned You
for the fifty eighth time and grin into doors
at how sad you can be. You wash dinner plates
one a time and Your chests pour out bubbles.

i often replace You with a DoubleYou to show You
how big these things can seem when you hold two telescopes
to the map on your thigh and calculate carefully
where the pain will end up. Not in Your feet,
or chest, not in Your skull or pinky fingers
but in a dinning room table where Your mother eats
from soup bowls and Your father pets Your dog
and on a silver platter in the middle, Your brother
and sisters stab a fork into Your heart.

photoblog = webcam fun

2007-06-05T08:39:00.001Z

click on them ot make them bigger. yes.

best week ever = 3rd june

2007-06-03T14:53:00.001Z

Best week ever - 3^rd june

Last Sunday at work, one of the lights starts smoking. About 4 managers stood under it and watched for 30 minutes or so, then it stopped smoking, then they decided to evacuate the whole building.
It was really fun, 40ish Tesco staff huddled under a trolley bay (it was raining), loads in cars, customers coming into the car park and looking confused and then leaving. The fire brigade came 20 minutes later and finally declared the store as safe, we were allowed back in and met up with all the checkouts full of abandoned shopping and random trolleys of shopping left in the aisle. It was race against the heat to get all the frozen and chilled stuff back in!
Afterwards, I gave Jenny a lift to the station (my kind deed for the day) and drove to my friend Janine's house. There we got ready and hit the motorway for Blackpool.
I took a wrong turning and ended up on the M56, you see, the M56 and I have a somewhat complex relationship, for some reason I'm always drawn towards it. We managed to get on the right motorway in the end.
We were staying in Janines Grandmas caravan, when we found it we discovered the key didn't work. So we had to call her Aunt who drove up from Manchester with a copy of a key that worked. It was funny, we sat in the car and drank beer until she came. Fun.
We got in the caravan and say bye to her Aunt, then got ready to go out. Called a taxi and left around 11pm into the chavland that is Blackpool. We made friends with the Taxi man as usual (there and back) telling some story about how we had gotten married on holiday to some strangers and we were out celebrating our divorce. We had a spatula and a potato masher as props.
We went to Flares, made some friends, then around 2:30 went to the take away for pizza, made some more friends, then go the taxi back.
The next morning we went into Blackpool. Janine wanted to take me on the ride 'Valhalla' but after last time when she took me on 'Pepsi max the big one' and I felt like my bones were being crushed, it took her a lot of persuading. We had a beer first (yes, at 11am) and then queued up twice.
The ride was scary, dramatic music and loud chants, it was a log flume in the dark so you cant see the drops. Apart from it broke down twice, when it set off again Janine head butted me.
I found a poster and thought it was really cool, but when I unrolled it it turned out to be of a really old, lame British boy band 'blue'. It was funny.
We walked along the sea front, stopped in a couple of pubs and then got the tram back, ate and then was ready to set back home.
Janine took about 200 photos of the road/streets/pedestrians as I drove.
On Tuesday night, I webcamed with Sarah and decided to dress myself up as I were bored. She actually cried laughing at me.
On Friday, it was really hot so Janet and I went to the ampitheatre at uni and chilled. She fell asleep, I red, then we went to the pub.
Today (sunday) I did race for life for cancer research in a lovely park (it won park of the year in the uk 2006). I met up with people I work with at 9:30am (the race is supported by Tesco, so we all get cool tesco race for life t-shirts if we work there and do it together). The race started at 10:30, so we all got in line, some of us wearing pink fluffy wigs and set off.
A photographer came and took our photo, we will be in the local paper tomorrow.
I did it in 35 mins, which was not as fast as I did it last year, but not bad considering I had done no training at all.
Afterwards, we all crashed out on the grass and waiting for the other Tesco Staff to finish. It was a really got day and I got a bit burnt, but I have managed to race £70 for cancer research so I am proud of myself.
Expect photos above.

Poetry Thursday : the negative self

2007-05-31T14:34:00.000Z

Life is important. We only get one chance at life – but that does not mean we get only one chance to attain our goals.

I often read and hear people talk of their dreams, the younger the person is, the more exciting, amazing, magical the dream is. As we grow, the dreams fade into something more 'realistic'. The trouble is, where do we draw the line between something unrealistic and something possible when time and effort is put in?

The trouble is, for some reason, it is human nature for us to put ourselves down. Tell yourself you want to be a singer 'don't be stupid' your find your mind shouting back at you 'you will never make it, you're too ugly, fat, tone deaf, shy' etc etc. I think it takes a lot of courage and a very brave person to turn around and realise that it doesn't actually matter if you fail. It does not mean you fail as a person, it does not mean you fail other people. It does not mean you have to stop, give up and go back to something more 'doable'. Many people fail many times before they actually get somewhere. You must believe in yourself and remember you can learn the talents, the skills, everytime you make a mistake you can take something positive from it so you do not repeat it.

I'm not just talking about a high fly job like being a singer, or an actress. I mean things like moving away to a different country, taking a chance on a relationship even if it is 3000 miles away, attempting to run a marathon and raise money for it for a charity, setting up a business, many different dreams that we have always wanted in the back of our minds, but kept them there out of fear.

There is no set number of times you can attempt your goals. There are set backs, such as money and time of course, but I really believe if you really want something but fear is stopping you, you should try to get over it and give it a good go anyway.

Even if you do fail, you know you have not lived a life of regret. Attempting something and not quite getting there has to be better than spending the rest of your life thinking 'what if?', right?

Poetry Thursday -

These ugly things I birth

I was under swept in red wine
holding a diagnosis with my teeth,
I should not share the paper work,
the blood work, or the morning sickness
that curls up inside me like twins
(one black, one white)
with the rest of you.

I should tuck it inside paper airplanes
and with my sticky fingers, push
through the earths atmosphere
hoping it won't boomerang.
Though it always does,

last time it took 7 months,
I spent time in rivers with the apples
and pomegranates. I swam
inside their colours
until one child returned,

I could smell the amenorrhea
in her short-fused hair,
and I could see her skipping,
smiling, with a toilet bowl in her arms.

photoblog = blackpool

2007-05-28T20:39:00.000Z

me and janine went to blackpool.

yes we did.

way there:

we got there and the key didnt work. sad. janines aunt had to drive from manchester to bring another.

we finally get in caravan and get ready to go out.

we took props

we go to flares

janine got her hand stuck. it was funny.

pleasure beach lolz

we ate here

this man was my friend

ride of fear

i wrote my will before going on the ride of doom

i found this poster and was really happy

rock

tram

sea

female viagra yay

blackpool tower

on the way home janine got photo happy. she took millions oh no.

photoblog = beckys birthday

2007-05-28T20:20:00.000Z

i went to a party on friday. fun.

best week ever = 26th May (a day early due to going away tomorrow)

2007-05-26T15:51:00.000Z

Krinkleting - 26^th May (a day early due to going away tomorrow)
On sunday night I drove home without warning to parents house, I took a load of things I don't need here back so my room is much easier to keep tidy and less cluttered now. Hurrah.
My Dad gave me some DVDs of videos of me as a kid. I was such a little freak.
I bought Maroon 5's new album and I love it. I was def worth the long long long wait.
I went on a Poking mission on facebook and currently have 42 pokes.
I went to Nottingham to meet Sarah, I've not seen her since Easter. It was amazing fun. We ended up driving back to Birmingham at midnight and staying at hers, it would have made more sense for me to just drive to Birmingham in the first place. But hey, it was a fun new adventure and I have not been to Nottingham before.
We saw a crazy man jump over a boy. He also laid on nails.
We saw ugly chavs and this one said something like 'can i have a kiss' or something. and i was like 'how old are you' and he was 17. i said i was 23 lolz. then Sarah spoke and they said 'are you from America' (Sarah was born in England but moved to Canada so has Canadian accent) . His friend was like 'I'm 13 and I've had sex with a girl who was my girlfriend'. what the hell? Oh no.
I got a fly in my eye and Sarah got it out
We had a nap in the snoil
I broke my elbow.
I got blisters on my feet.
Sarah took my blood pressure (med student) and it was low. but the next morning it was healthy.
She also checked my reflexes and they are great
I listened to my heart beat with the stpespgsihisnshop
I have some calcium pills
We were walking through Nottingham looking for the fountains to sit by and I was saying how we are so amazing at directions and we should do orientation as our jobs. This man was looking at us funny. Then we realised we were lost and had to ask said man for directions. Walking off, I said 'I guess we shouldn't do orientation then' Sarah – 'no. and I think it's orienteering'
We got lost in Nottingham
We got lost in Birmingham
She taught me how to fill car tires up.
I limped for two days because of the blister on my foot
My jeans are blood stained from my elbow
We have some secrets.
Overall, we had a happy time.
Friday morning I got a phone call from Tesco transfer center and they told me they had a job for me at Tesco at home. Hurrah, I'll be working in the petrol station. Also, I shall be working Tuesday and Friday nights. No weekends for me. Hurrah!
I went to a party last night, it was fun. I got a cocktail given to me in a melon as soon as I walked through the door.
I played sing star on the play station an won. I played the trumpet again and I'm a natural.
My alarm clock did not go off this morning and I was late for work. Oh no.

photoblog = fun with sarah

2007-05-24T21:14:00.001Z

Me and Sarah decided to drive half way for a reunion. I drove down the M1, she drove up and we parked her car at a service station and took mine into nottingham for a day of fun.

this is me looking pimp the day before

it was a sunny day. i got there first and waited.

we saw this dude outside primark jumping over people.

this is sarah. she looks as though she is about to do something bad bad bad

tesco woooo

we sat on some grass and this was our view

mmm juice

police

snoil. we actually both took a nap in the snoil for hours and woke up at like 11pm. the light was gone.

we have same eyes and skin and stuff

=O

this was sad. i spilt the crisps and cut my elbow and i also have blisters on me feet.

because staying over at sarahs house was not planned, she had to lend me stuffs. big pjs that were too short and i stole her hat. i was looking very sexy

i had them on inside but didnt realise. this is the tag. it looks like i am looking at my penis

Poetry Thursday: caught in that place

2007-05-24T21:03:00.000Z

I am not a fan of passive aggressiveness, it makes me feel uncomfortable because for some reason it does not seem to warrant me pointing out when comments have been directed at me because somebody can easily turn around and make out you are being paranoid, or it is about something/someone else, yet they can still hurt. This is something I find hard to deal with and therefore will vow to try my very hardest to not be passive aggressive towards anyone from now on. I shall either say what I meant to a persons face, or not say anything at all. If you are not willing to talk about a problem or issue then I do not believe you should hold the right to make comments, digs and hints.

Also, I fear I have a problem of giving all my care and support to one person, even if it isn't always needed. This scares me and also saddens me. I have recently managed to balance friendships more evenly gained the ability to take support/advice from multiple people rather than just one. The truth is that I have a hell of a lot inside of me to offer to people and I'm going to start giving it to multiple people who need/want whatever kind of support. I have become better at doing this in the past few months, but I am not completely happy with this part of me yet. I feel young, foolish and like I am too much. Or not enough. Or too eager. Or too useless.

I keep trying to remember what Chelsea wrote on a post it note for me last year – 'you are enough, you do enough, you try enough'.

Hopefully I well get there in the end.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Poetry Thursday: cancer of the Kardia

My heart did not speak, but howled - 'I feel more like a tumor'

I didn't want to admit it was right,

instead I pushed it through tensed intercostals

and carried it in a red tractor. We drove on A roads

holding up traffic for miles

and would not let edgy vehicles pass.

It pushed back through me singing half-truths I was not ready for

- 'you have hands like clamped cars

and they have not yet learned to listen'

the syllables sounded like symbols and I was afraid

to admit it, but I was on the transport to a nuclear war

with myself and we could not find enough white flags

to shove between my ribcage, only foul words

and realisations that I wanted to pluck out

and hide in wheelbarrows, but could not.

photoblog = ball

2007-05-21T16:35:00.000Z

saturday, donna left us forever.

look at her empty room

janet was real sad

hello tarren hello andy

they are in love.

this was what our table looked like

me and janet. she was my date for the night.

ick

this is the sexiest photo of me ever. not.

me and my bitch

fun stuff

ok calm the fuck down corinne

i do not remember this photo.

i am sorry there are not more, i was REALLY drunk and that is the only time i actually do not like taking photos.

tarren has some and when she uploads them, i shall update again.

ok.

best week ever = 20th may

2007-05-20T22:30:00.000Z

Krinkleting – 20^th may

Webcam is ruining my life. I spent way too much time on webcam instead of studying for my exam. Sarah spent way too much time on webcam instead of doing her dr studying. We are going to fail our degrees.
I was feeling rather low on Wednesday, it was raining outside and I wanted to go and stand in it. I asked Tarren to come with me and I stood in the rain with no shoes or coat on. I then laid down on the floor and just let the rain wash over me and all the negativity go. I then off-loaded a few of my problems onto Tarren. Poor Tarren. I cried a little and proceeded to climb the 4 flights of stairs to my room where I drank half bottle of vodka.
I drank a bottle of vodka in two days. I do not remember much about those two days, but I am sure I had fun.
I have finished my 2^nd year of university! I sat my last exam on Friday
Said exam gave me a panic attack. I sat down, opened it up and started to read – but I couldn't understand any of the words and started to think it was some strange tense I've not learned yet and was going to fail thanks to webcam. But they had just given me the Spanish exam instead of the French. You have to love how everything is so amazingly well organised in my life.
Before my exam, I laid in the hallway dramatically shouting that I had narcolepsy and a broken arm and zebra disease and therefore should get mitigated circumstances and not have to sit the exam.
I had fun at work on Saturday. I was sat on the basket til with some cool people, despite the fact that I had to serve customers, I had a laugh.
Donna moved out, and and and I have her mattress. This is possibly the happiest thing that has happened to me in my whole life because everyones beds are thin, hard, foam mattresses and I've had so many sleeping problems due to this. But we swapped before she left and now it is mine =) =) =) it is so comfy! I'm finally going to have the wonderful ability to sleep once again.
It was the Pharmacy ball on Saturday night. It was wonderful and yvonne got me very drunk. Ha. We danced and danced and danced and laughed at lot. I now have a secret too which is funny but I cannot tell anyone. =D
This morning, I woke up really hung over. I went to work and had to get off my checkout because I was going to be sick. I am sometimes really sexy. Then I had my break and ate hoola hoops and started to feel much better, which was good because the Team Leader made me supervise the checkouts while she went and covered the others break around the other checkouts. I told a girl off for not staying on her till. It was good, I won. The customers love me, when I am confident about what I am doing I am really organised, confident and capable and I feel like when my confidence kicks in (it has done a hell of a lot in the past 3 months) I could easily have a job with a lot of responsibility or be a manager – as long as I am well trained and learn not to doubt my abilities. That is a good realisation to get.
The internet at university is dead! So I came home, haha. Addict much? I was going to come maybe Tuesday because I had so much things I never use in my room and needed to bring back to start my move home, so it's not as bad as it sounds!
I told my mum how I love that when I come home, I cause so much choas and mess and then leave the next day. I am ruining their life. She lol'ed at me =O. Gosh.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Poem of the week.
This is one of my personal favourite poems, when you really look at it and come to learn the relevence of the things inside it, you really learn to appriciate it.

Lady Lazarus - Syliva Plath
 
  I have done it again.
  One year in every ten
  I manage it----
 
  A sort of walking miracle, my skin
  Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
  My right foot
 
  A paperweight,
  My face a featureless, fine
  Jew linen.
 
  Peel off the napkin
  0 my enemy.
  Do I terrify?----
 
  The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
  The sour breath
  Will vanish in a day.
 
  Soon, soon the flesh
  The grave cave ate will be
  At home on me
 
  And I a smiling woman.
  I am only thirty.
  And like the cat I have nine times to die.
 
  This is Number Three.
  What a trash
  To annihilate each decade.
 
  What a million filaments.
  The peanut-crunching crowd
  Shoves in to see
 
  Them unwrap me hand and foot
  The big strip tease.
  Gentlemen, ladies
 
  These are my hands
  My knees.
  I may be skin and bone,
 
  Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
  The first time it happened I was ten.
  It was an accident.
 
  The second time I meant
  To last it out and not come back at all.
  I rocked shut
 
  As a seashell.
  They had to call and call
  And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.
 
  Dying
  Is an art, like everything else,
  I do it exceptionally well.
 
  I do it so it feels like hell.
  I do it so it feels real.
  I guess you could say I've a call.
 
  It's easy enough to do it in a cell.
  It's easy enough to do it and stay put.
  It's the theatrical
 
  Comeback in broad day
  To the same place, the same face, the same brute
  Amused shout:
 
  'A miracle!'
  That knocks me out.
  There is a charge
 
  For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
  For the hearing of my heart----
  It really goes.
 
  And there is a charge, a very large charge
  For a word or a touch
  Or a bit of blood
 
  Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
  So, so, Herr Doktor.
  So, Herr Enemy.
 
  I am your opus,
  I am your valuable,
  The pure gold baby
 
  That melts to a shriek.
  I turn and burn.
  Do not think I underestimate your great concern.
 
  Ash, ash ---
  You poke and stir.
  Flesh, bone, there is nothing there----
 
  A cake of soap,
  A wedding ring,
  A gold filling.
 
  Herr God, Herr Lucifer
  Beware
  Beware.
 
  Out of the ash
  I rise with my red hair
  And I eat men like air.

photoblog = msn video conversations have taken over my life

2007-05-19T17:23:00.000Z

this is me and sarah.

because we can no longer be real life friends due to her birminghamness and my bradfordness, we have attempted to recapture our friendship on webcam and video conversations.

we are both going to fail our degress due to this. but it is okay because the world has enough doctors and french people.

this is me waiting for sarah

this is me and sarah drinking red wine together

this is me and sarah drinking red wine in real life

this is me and sarah with clips on our noses

this is sarahs view of me

this is me and sarah in hoodies

this is me and sarah still in hoodies

sarah met my flatmates and they were puzzled over her canadian accent but being born and living in birmingham

in other news, me and tarren have been at war.

i stole her lamb. i took this photo. i emailed her the photo and said if she does not give me money the lamb gets it.

she ran down the corried and straight into my room without knocking and stole it back :(

she thought she had won.. but...

in other other news, after we went to leeds last friday we celebrated my birthday with polka.

this is my rug. note the tag, i have to have it upside down bc i spilt curry on it.

lol my boobs are retarded

dress i am wearing tonight

ok bye

Poetry Thursday - On friday

2007-05-18T21:21:00.000Z

This Entry is a day late because I've had an exam today, so I was busy studying.

Anyway – my exams are now over and I feel a sense of relief, but also a sense of emptiness. I cannot believe I have finished my second year of university. The relief comes from being able to relax and take my time to indulge in other things.. get a bit of fun back in my life, but also emptiness because three of my flatmates are leaving tomorrow and I know I am going to struggle to find things to do. I have to stay here to work weekends and do Race for Life. I still have some friends up here, and one of my flatmates is still here. I have to take some stuff home at some point next week so I'll have enough room in my car when I move out for real.

My main focus this week has been studying, so I don't really have much to update. I've learnt a few things about my ability to express myself to others and I'm going to stop waiting around for contact when I am in doubt, as it ruins my day worrying and I can never really know how things are interpreted or what people are thinking unless I ask. I need to remember that my feelings are valid and so are other peoples. People have a way of thinking their problems are bigger than everyone elses, when in reality it is not true a lot of the time. Feelings are valid simply because they are there and nobody should be made to feel that their expression of their own suffering is not merited simply because the next person is suffering more. Maybe if people just accepted that their own problems and feelings are unique to them, and that other people are problems that are also undeniable the world would be a much nicer place. It is not a competition of who is suffering more, or whose problems are worse because that attitude just causes self doubt and resentment.

There is nothing worse than trying to confide in somebody and when you express an emotion, the come back with something about themselves 'well that happens to me but worse' or 'i felt like that but i got over it'. Saying 'I understand' is not always what we need to hear, downplaying are problems does not always help – most of the time it makes us feeling like we have no right to verbalise a situation in fear of somebody blowing it of as not a big deal. It is a big deal to the person with their heart hanging out of their chest and their brain running marathons with no finish line in sight.

Sometimes to get over things, we simply need to accept and express to be able to finally let it go. We need to stand up and say 'you know what? I have this going on right now and things are hard, and it is complicated and it is hard work and it is exhausting and I do not need to hear how lucky I am right now. I just need to feel'

we just need to feel

I guess I was the hallway girl

who gave you narcolepsy, I ran through you

at three-thousand miles an hour,

I ran through you mid sentence

and you could not speak

as well as I wanted you to.

Fall in love with me, I have loud speakers

for pores and I cannot hear you

under the volume of the love bite where

my heart beat used to be. Hold candle light

to my chest and do not burn me

even though I want you to.

I'm the handstand girl
in your playground, in your lake

in your ice-cream van, in the mirror on your wall

opening and closing my summer legs

as I somersault and cartwheel

through your covered up skin. and I asked you questions

about the your insides

and you could not speak

at all.

Krinkleting - 13th may

2007-05-13T09:04:00.001Z

Monday was bank holiday, I worked 9 hours and was sat on a checkout for a grand total of an hour. I was running for a bit, and then doing returns and other things that equal not being on a checkout. Overall, it was a successful day.
On Monday night I went to the westleigh with Paul, Mark, Liz, Kallum and some other random people. It was fun, it was the first time I have seen Kallum drunk and the first time I've been sober in the presence of Liz. We found the biggest crisp in the world, Kallum ate it.
Afterwards, we went back to Forster halls. Liz and I stole an automatic hand towel dispenser that Paul had stolen. It was pretty amazing, you hover your hand over this sensor and out pops the towel. Then we chatted for ages.
On Tuesday night I went to see 'the bridge to terabithia' with Joe from work. IT IS AMAZING. I love it so much and now everyone has to watch it otherwise they cannot be my friend. Duh.
I spent pretty much the whole of wednesday watching and listening to the soundtrack of the bridge to Terabithia. Fun stuff.
I showed my boobs to people on the Internet. They showed me theirs back. Aly - 'they're amazing. i think they have healing powers.'
Thursday night I called Marina and we spoke for like an hour. How fun.
Friday I went to Leeds with le flatmates. Janet had her ears pierced. I bought a beautiful dress and some other random things that I cannot afford. Then we celebrated my 21^st birthday with a game of polka. I lost. I was sad. I was really tired and got up and went to bed at 10. I am cool.
Donna gave me a headband.
I ordered terabithia on DVD and now it's mine. Somebody on ebay bought it in America and then sold it to me. I'm making copies like mad and handing them out.
I spoke to Jennifer on the phone for an hour. Then a spider came and Donna had to get it for me. Then my phone card ran out so our conversation was no more. Jennifer says: the last thing I heard was 'spider spider i'm going to die'.
Fun MSN convo with sarah #1

Corinne says: i have oeustrapramosiuis
Sarah Jane says: i love your medicine
Sarah Jane says: its the best
Corinne says: i know
Corinne says: im a great dr
Sarah Jane says: say that outloud
Sarah Jane says: its fun
fun
Corinne says: i have a degree in fun
Sarah Jane says: lucky

Fun Conversation with sarah #2

Sarah Jane says: i scanned my face
Corinne says:: when
Sarah Jane says: like an hour ago
Corinne says: i didnt learn how to do that when i was studying my degree of fun
Corinne says:: let me see
Sarah Jane says: it was amazing fun
Sarah Jane says: it didn't come out digitally! weird i don't get
Corinne says:: i need to buy a scanner so i cam do this
Sarah Jane says:i text you picture of print out which is crappy but oh well
Sarah Jane says: i am artiste

Fun conversation with Marina #1

Marina says: you were in my dream last night but i can't remember what you were doing
Corinne says: i was probably having a wank
Marina says: haha i don't know I think i would have remembered that
Corinne says: ok

Fun conversation with Sarah #3

Sarah Jane says: i changed my jeans
Sarah Jane says: because i want to keep my sisters
Corinne says: ok
Corinne says: hahaha
Corinne says: good plan
Sarah Jane says: so i am going to accidentally on purpose forget them here
Sarah Jane says: cunning
Corinne says: you are a cunning linguist
Sarah Jane says: shocking

Fun conversation with My friend Stacey who is having a baby soooooooooooon.

Corinne says: im going to share your baby with you
coco says: ok but we cant give him axes n blow torches n stuff, ok
Corinne says: okay =(

photoblog = leeds

2007-05-11T18:19:00.000Z

yesterday i went for a run

these were my threadz

this is my top. it is tesco's boys and it is recycle and cool

this is what i wore when i got back and showered

i like my toes

today we went to leeds. this was our train

tarren will yell at me for posting this.

ticket and diet coke cool

we went to the tatto shop so janet could get wholes in her ears.

look at my name in chink

oh no i was politically incorrect.

bubbles in leeds

bubbles plus tarrens head

janet was bored in tk maxx

i tried on high shoes

this is my new dress

then we went home. hi station

station says: hi corinne

now it's my 21st birthday so we are having polka night

Poetry Thursday: My Terabithia

2007-05-10T08:59:00.000Z

I watched the movie 'Bridge To Terabithia' on Tuesday night - It's pretty much the most amazing film I have ever seen. The trailer does not even do it justice. The cast were amazing, the effects were amazing but not too overdone, the story line was magical and beautiful. This is a film I shall watch over and over for the rest of my life. It was inspiring and exactly how I was as a child.

For todays 'thursday musings' -
I see my life as a learning process, I view it as an adventure full of dreams that come true and nightmares that happen. I've come to understand the importance of sadness and despair - you cannot live in a world where positive exists and negative is extinct. If such a world did exist, it would be rather 'neutral', boring and full of no meaning, void of all goals. There is no 'happiness' if there is no sadness to compare it with. The concept of Good is lost in a black hole without an understand and the presence of Evil. The trick is to use each negative experience as if it's a page from the big old Book of Life. You learn about yourself, you expand your ability to grow in to a more solid person of the 'you' which was prior, you learn who your real friends are and it helps you appreciate the positive things in love when they come around (and they will).

I do not know if I believe in God, but if He is out there, I'm a strong believer that poverty, evil and natural disasters happen for a reason. Poverty allows us to experience compassion for those suffering, it allows us the choice of trying to help others. Natrual disaster brings communities together = it shows peoples true colours - we pray, we hope, we give money to charity, we hold silence, we come together. A world that was perviously full of faceless strangers suddenly becomes a community of human beings with big personalities and even bigger hearts - it brings out the best in most people.

So the negative experiences insures we are able to feel emotions, which is what life is about, which is what makes us humans. Evil makes us become stronger, more grounded people. Sadness, hurting, bad events are necessary.

This week I have decided to stop letting people hurt me and get away with it. For a long time I believed in just letting everything go and keep quiet, as to not cause drama, confrontation and upset. This eventually led to me holding a lot of hostility within this skin - anger has a funny way of turning into hate, and hate has a funny way of turning into self-hate when allowed to fester. Feelings always end up being turned on myself. I allowed people to walk all over me. I'm not going to hold grudges, I do not want negativity in my life - but when somebody upsets me, shouts at me, acts towards me in a way that is out of line, I will take some time to think (but not obsess) and then tell that person it's not okay to treat me in that way. If they listen, I can let it go and carry on with the relationship. If they don't, then they are simply not worth my time if they don't see my feelings and my upset as valid.

I'm not going to allow myself to be treated in some of the ways I have been treated in my life. Everyone has people who treat them like crap at some point - that is unavoidable and beyond my (or their) control. But how I (and you) deal with it is within your control.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Poetry Thursday this week is inspired by 'the randomizor' on poetrythursday.org

We are taproots.

I will not panic in the absence,

of your xanax hair that makes you feel like those things

you try to believe in. Like your humor,

like your smile, like you're inflated to the bigger person

you wish to chew on

without letting the fat cells sink

to thigh-level and your skull

to sky-level.

Your scowl is the one thing

that makes my eyes turn into spiral stairs

at 8am. We are more than car park friends now,

I wait in phone boxes and you sit on rooftops

with your theorem-lids vomiting sleep --

you should not let them hit the ground,

we do not know this gravel well.

You speak in half truths --

you say I'm a victim of finger nails

that bleed like water fountains.

You say I am fourteen and lost

inside a house of mirrors. You say

I collect mistakes for the sake of a story,

for the sake of a laugh, for the sake of a desperate poem

that I will not-send to you,

but I imagine your reaction anyway.

Photoblog = Fire alarms and pubs

2007-05-08T09:31:00.000Z

So, we had a fire alarm sunday.

naturally the first thing i grab is my laptop.

then i make my friends hold it so i can take a photo.

i dont know who that girl is. she wanted to be cool like me though.

i went to the pub with these people last night

this is kallum. he is my best friend.

this is the biggest crisp in the world. we wanted to send it in to ant and dec, but kallum ate it.

he's looking for mark

he found mark

Krinkleting - 6th may 2007

2007-05-06T17:14:00.001Z

May 6^th

Went out on Sunday night at 11:30 randomly, went to FLARES and it was wonderful because I love flares, all the best people go to flares. Then I went back to Forster halls for an after party with my friends and we drank more and they turned me into a human catapult by putting me on a swivel chair and hurling me at a student-made ramp which was previously for some disabled person.
On Monday I went to tesco, Janet took a photo of me and Donna in front of said tesco and a man was in this car laughing. I said 'that man is happy because we are having fun and he wants to have fun too' and then he laughed even more.
It was really sunny on tuesday, I handed my essays in (yay) and did my washing, Donna and I decided to sit outside in the sun and revise. I thought it couldnt get any more perfect than that, until we noticed one of the cars had been clamped. Anyone who knows me will know I love the clampman and his clamps. Apart from the time he clamped me. Everyone should need how it feels to be clamped. It' just one of those emotions you have to experience in life. It was amazing.
Then we went to Lister Park and sat on the grass with our work, the wind blew and about 40 sheets of Janets revision blew down the park, she ran ofter it. Then Donna helped. Then I took my camera out and snapped a photo. I need to learn to be quicker.
I got my oral and interpreting over with. After my oral, I walked back into the language resource centre, into the side room where Liz was and threw myself on the floor. I've never felt so relieved in my entire life, it was overwhelming.
Liz said I was nice to her that day, she still had to wait an hour to do hers and was kinda freaking out a bit.
I've noticed that people call me babe all the time. In bars, the women will be like 'here's your drink babe', then when I handed my essay in the woman was like 'do you have work to submit, babe'. It happens all the time and then I asked some other people, and apparently it doesn't happen to them. So maybe I am a babe. Cool. Discuss.
I had the most amazing Saturday of my entire lift. I want to do it again. I went to the ampitheatre with Donna, we sat on the grass, watched others play sport at the bottom amongst the other students and it was calming and amazing.
Then we went to my friends Liz's BBQ and gatecrashed. He housemates are my best friends I love them and they love me.
Then we left, we saw Janet on the way back and decided to go to walkabout and danced loads. I was drunk but not stupidly drunk and I remember everything and I didnt want to leave EVER but had to as I work sundays and Donna wanted to go. It's always the best time to leave when you are having fun because it means you love it even more. I did I did I loved it.
I had to serve some chavs at work, they bought £350 of stuff and paid in cash, they looked like drug dealers so the team leader checked the money beforeI accepted it and all the managers were watching, they were acting so strange and the woman pulled out about £4000 worth of twenty pound notes from her pocket, and as my team leader was checking to make sure they were real the man was like 'it's real I've worked all week for that' and the woman was like 'it's nobody's business'. They were real edgy about getting out of the shop though. Lolz. I nearly had a panic attack it was way cool.
Kallum – do you have a safer tag or a knife?
Me – Oh, yes I have the knife that I carry around with me.
All the time.
It's so I can stab you.
When you get in the snoil.
Kallum – you scare me sometimes.
Jenny – you sit like a freak, yay (I have my legs cross and up in my checkout)
Me – yes
Jenny – don't you get pins and needles?
Me – No, but my legs go numb and then I put my foot on the floor and can't feel the ground, it freaks me out it's fun.
Jenny – You're a strange character.
(I should note that this Jenny is a different person from the one I mentioned last week)
Tarren is home. Tarren is home. Tarren is home. YAY.

Poem of the week :
Poem of Low Latitudes by Mike Dockins

Let's crumple calendars, smash watches.

Let's throw ropes around the Moon,
never stop swallowing its linens.

Let's recline the way the horizon does,
every evening, yawning across Tropic lines.

Let's fill a hammock with limes.

Let's fall asleep on the reef,
stare up through clear water at trembling stars.

Let's climb a coconut tree & squeal like monkeys.

Let's ride a trade wind like paper airplanes.

Let's watch the sky wheel & wheel
from under straw hats.

Let's count a billion stars,
lose track at a billion minus one, then start over,
until we glitter with white sand.

Let's tumble together until the earth is flat.

Let me sail like Magellan into you,
unfold the maps of your roundness.

Let's hope for the volcano.

Let's reinvent the godless universe ballooning.

Let's crawl into a conch shell
& bang on a bongo.

Let's build a bonfire
that boils away the atmosphere.

Let's sublimate, evaporate, condense.

Let's get drunk on the real stars—
helium engines strumming
our own cores to a glow.

Let me wear your warm skin.

Let's simplify: skin, nerve, synapse, nucleus,
hydrogen, quark, the unpronounceable....

Photoblog = BEST DAY OFF MY LIFE

2007-05-06T06:33:00.000Z

yesterday was amazing.
i loved it. it was amazing. it was happy. it was the best saturday that ever existed.

i worked until 3, then me and donna went to the ampitheature.

sun makes me look like this

then we went to a BBQ at Liz's house. it was fun and amazing and cool.

this is the girl i am going to france with okay.

i have food are you jealous?

i take real good photos.

i wish i had a normal face too

liz and her best friend match.
they're too kewl for skewl.

im a monkey

icecream van

then we went to WALKABOUT and danced and danced and danced but my camera had ran out of space so no photos of that. im sad. im cry. im sad.

okay, now i'm over it.

Photoblog = Death of my phone

2007-05-04T13:40:00.000Z

On Wednesday Liz and I did oral exams. Liz was stressed and did not want her photo taken.

I was not very respectful of her wishes.

I am not a very nice person.

I picked up my wonderful pink phone. The screen on the outside works amazingly.

The screen on the inside does not.

I got angry, I got frustrated. And I remembered when I was a kid, I'd throw fits and then get my way. So I threw my phone on the phone to show it who is boss.

It did not work as well as I had hoped.

So now, I have to use my old phone from when I was 17 until a new phone I ordered comes. Great.

And that is why I'll never be rich.

Today was 'wear an item of clothing you bought months ago but have never worn' day.

I bought this yellow hooded top from matalan last september. I never wear it, Janine has worn it before. Maybe I should give it to her. Do you want it janine do you want it?

today was also 'wear your hair like a tramp day'. I pulled it off pretty well, I think.

My next photoblog shall be more exciting. And involve some people. ok.

Becoming me.

2007-05-03T15:35:00.000Z

I've been reading other peoples blogs, many are inspiring, some seem to echo my own thoughts. So, aswell as having this as my photoblog, plus the highlights of my week, I've decided to update on my personal progress - my growth as a human being.

In two months, I shall turn 21. I still feel very much like that 9 year old child in a pink summer dress and multicoloured roller skates, we used to spend hours skating lampost to lampost on our street, between our next-door-but-two houses, my best childhood friend and I. That was back when our world was massive and our dreams were far away, back when we would be best friends forever and marry handsome men on the same day, have our first child in the same month.

You see, when I was a child, I envisioned my dreams as magical clouds that would fall out of the sky into my lap, and *poof*, I'd have what I want. I never imagined a 20 year old me actually having to work for what I want. Yet here I am. I've learnt many things over the past four months, I think probably the most valuable lessons of my whole life -

1) Make your goals doable and your steps to them manageable.
2) You only get out of this world what you put into it. You only get out of friendships what you put into them.
3) Happiness is an attitude you can learn. You do not need love, you do not need a perfect partner, you do not need money. All you need is those little things that make you happy, positive music and being able to resist wallowing on depression and negative things, while focusing on the positive events that happen in your life. And appreciate them.
4) Your friends are amazing people when you really get to know them.
5) If you smile and laugh at people, they shall smile and laugh back. Even if you have never spoken to them before. There is nothing more uplifting than a new friendly face to share both your experiences with.
6) I am afraid of being loved, but do not know why.

I am planning to live in france next year. I have applied through the British council to be an English Assisstant in a school or a university. I shall find out about it later this month. If I don't get in, I've decided that I am going to go to france anyway for a year. I would do pretty much any job that allows me to be in France, talk in French, meet new people and learn how to become independent, strong and confident.

~

Poetry Thursday:

(6) I am afraid of being loved, but do not know why.)

You cough like pneumonia is laughing
in places you have not yet uncovered.
And if I were honest, from the tip of my phalanges
I would say I am afraid of us,
together in this rowing boat.

We jigsaw together in new ways
that make you uncomfortable.
I was sitting on the porch this morning,
at 5.43am and waiting for you to rise,
with your yellow face throwing gazes
in front of the clouds. You are heart disease
undiscovered, an earth quake in my eyes only,

but they will find you one day
inside loud speakers
next to mobile telephones that will not
call my name. I will be filled with regret
for not telling you the things they did,
in such inappropriate ways.

It was raining and I wanted to fold you
inside umbrellas and you said no,
and somersaulted twenty feet from me,
about the distance my lungs reached
when I unbuckled them
and said breath.

16/04/07

Krinkleting - April 29th

2007-05-02T23:26:00.000Z

the French assistant at uni said she would be my best friend, which was pretty amazing, although she says she needs to get used to my humor first. She said we could drink at 9am for our last lesson, but I had a sandwich before hand and was almost sick so could not. It was still a fun lesson anyway as she learnt me some really French swear words.
My lecturer likes me and liz best, we may be going to France next year and he said how he wished the others could go to france and us stay, as we are the best and the only ones that turned up all week.
My blogspot http://photoscorinnetakes.blogspot.com is as amazing as ever.
I became an embryo for a couple of days.
Tarren and I became the best friends ever:
Corinne says:
i need milk
Corinne says:
and my window open
Corinne says:
i think you should go and get my milk
Corinne says:
and then bring it too me and open my window
Tarren says:
ha ha im working hun
Corinne says:
doom
Corinne says:
ok
Tarren says:
and you have legs
Tarren says:
lol
Corinne says:
no i dont
Corinne says:
i cut them off with self harm
Tarren says:
dont be silly

breakfast! says:
im gonna miss you when i go home
Corinne says:
dont go then
Corinne says:
simple solution
Tarren says:
ha ha
I remembered some amazing things that happened to me while drunk -
-I always end up covered in sauce when i go out, last week i had it all down my legs and on my feet, but I didn't last night.

-I went out in Doncaster in the summer, and i woke up the next morning to mum asking me what the hell i had been doing because there were chips all in the garden, in next doors garden, in the hall and there were little red hand prints on the door in sauce. i just remembered that and laughed a lot.
I also remembered pushing janine in the trolley in October, she fell out and banged her head and just laid there for a while to assess the situation.
I had my last lecture of my second year of university. I really need to do something about this growing up thing. I cannot be one of those people that have a full time job. That is not who I am.
Many fun MSN conversations, I also figured out how to get loads of hits and become a photoblog guru:

Corinne says:
i want to suicide
Corinne says:
do ypu think it will be a good photo blog opportunity
miss jennifer says:
i bet it'll be viewed a lot
miss jennifer says:
and emo kids will turn it into avatars
Corinne says:
cool i love attention
I decided that if I don't get into France, I'm going to sponsor a child at www.plan-uk.org. If I do go to France, I shall sponsor one when I get back.
I kind of had cyber sex for the first time ever -
miss jennifer says:
i am
miss jennifer says:
so fdurnk
miss jennifer says:
do you want to make out with me
Corinne says:
ok
Corinne says:
do you want to make out with me
miss jennifer says:
of course
Corinne says:
ok cool
Corinne says:
this is like cyber sex
miss jennifer says:
yezx
miss jennifer says:
now itake my tongue and put it in your mouth
miss jennifer says:
what do you do
Corinne says:
i nipple your bottom lip slightly
Corinne says:
no nibble
Corinne says:
the nipple part comes later
I got my French presentation finished, now is just a matter for learning it for Wednesday.
My team leader called me one of her fav girls at tesco because I'm so amazing and I do my jobs right. I'm sure she probably just said that because so I keep getting right under the checkouts to get coat-hangers/till rolls/safers but whatever.
Jenny at work is really funny, at 7am she was doing the jaws 'dun nuh dun nuh' thing to me and I was laughing my socks off. She also always tells me when something is going cheap, and then goes and tells everyone else so they don't miss out. It is funny, she is very kind hearted.
I found out that some people talk to people I know to try and get to be my friend because I'm so cool. They should talk to me though because I'm not really scary or anything.
I spoke to Hannah on the phone for two hours and it was pretty much amazing. We are fun and talky and laughy.
Janine and I have had some, what I feel are, talks and stuffs which has made me feel like 1) I am a good friend and 2) I have a good friend.

NEXT WEEK WILL BE COOLER OKAY?

30th april + 1st may

2007-05-01T23:03:00.000Z

1st may -

I did my washing, I managed to get like 3 loads in one go. I am a real student.

I made daisy chains

this car was clamped and i was so excited because i love clampman. apart from when he clamped my car, that was sad. it was fun it was fun i was excited. i hope clampman comes back soon.

we went to lister park and then died. no, we didnt really die. studied.

janets work blew away in the wind and it was fun.

i am not very good at aiming my camera

aah, there we go

me being cool.

april 30th

k

tesco time. this time we went to the other tesco. not mine.

ooo we can see it

le car park

there was a man in the car laughing at us. he was jealous.

bye tesco we love you

this car tried to push in. and did it with sucess. wtf. there are so many assholes on the road lately. today somebody pulled out right infront of me and i almost crashed into him, just so he could get to the round about first and then he flipped me off. what a fucking asshole. i am wishing a lot of bad karma on him. hopefully he will get ill soon.

this is shope

see ya.

sandwich and night out

2007-04-28T22:33:00.000Z

the day me and janine did sarafi. look how happy it made us. it was the thursday before zee easter.

me and janine went to merrie england and it was amazing.

night out with flatmates. i lost my memory card that night im real sad..

where i live

2007-04-28T22:28:00.000Z

please feel free to assess the sitation yourself as i am too tired to comment.

all i can say is that my halls are kind of skanky but it is okay.

this is my room at home which i will post because i love it.

kind of my living room, that photo was taken in xmas 2004 haha

i am fun

2007-04-27T01:20:00.000Z

i've not updated the past two days cuz i've been busy being dead.

i may update tomorrow.

or may not.

suspense is really good for my hits.

2007-04-24T21:30:00.000Z

this is my hair when i dont striaghten it

tarren is beautiful i love her most.

donna is doing some work for once.

this is our t shirt

this is us being shock

janet didnt know i was coming.
i always come.

im a robot

im an embryo

this was the time

okay bye.

2007-04-23T19:09:00.000Z

this is me on webcam talking to mah bitches last night.

i turned jeremy kyle on.

he was kind of wank. i hate him. he is a chav. everyone on his show is a chav. i'm not okay with chavs.

i turned it over and there was this cool women with blue eyes.
i really like blue eyes so we like her, okay?

she was singing on a bus.

this dude was called mickey-joe or someting. he was kind of creepy.

no more tv for me. tv is crap.

this is me apres-shower.

this photo is not as sexy as i has hoped.
fuck this photo.

unninin

liz says i'm kind of strange for taking photos all the time.
i say she is kind of jealous of my photo blog.

this is the cherry picker. i wanted to get in it but there was a worker man next to it so i couldnt.
sad.

i left a note to liz's housemates.

this is janet not coming to tesco cuz she is kind of gay.

donna was flipping janet off. she is racist i hate her. lolzzz

seatbelt. i always wear my seatbelt.

dick dangling. wtf. wtf.

this is boy we were kind of perving on.

it was out of order and iw as real sad.

tesco time

this is before we all crashed and died. RIP corinne. RIP tarren. RIP donna.

just kidding

2007-04-22T19:48:00.000Z

this is what i ate on my work break.

it was reduced to £1.10. how cool is that?

this was bogof so i got somes.

this is my power tower. it is almost out of power oh no.

this is me drinking the beer.

i was not feeling very photo bloggy today.

2007-04-21T17:30:00.000Z

i bought my flatmates a box of cream eggs each because im really nice.

they were very happy.

this is my new top i get to wear at work

im a whore

i drank some diet coke

checked facebook

egggs

i got a text message

then replied

snoil

construction

gym

mosque

i thought this man was an orniment but he was asleep

the lack in the jungle

i get in the lake

the tree attacked me

janet in the lake

i rock climbed

donna the whore

janet hates whores so attacked her

janet found a bridge and then crossed it

i like trees. a lot.

i climbed it

i got to the top after 2 hours.

a boy flipped me off

dive

tesco are everywhere

donna hit the ducks with her stick

this is janet when she was on biker grove

horse

statues

she cut a tree down

love

me and donna were all ' janet you are not allowed in our gang cuz it's for white people only' then we ran away

nobody likes me everybody hates me lets all go eat worms

that kid was a photo whore

im going to climb those stairs one day

20th april

2007-04-20T19:17:00.000Z

today i attempted to do my french coursework.

i failed really badly at it. so i went to next and outfit instead to try on dresses.
but i was distressed to find out that my camera would not work.

it felt like the end of the world.

but it's okay because tarren fixed it. she is my bitch.

i forgot to turn the flash on.

this is tarren being thumbs up because she fixed my camera

donna was also really happy

i bought a sword so i could hit janine with it

but yvonne came along and beat me up with her comb

child abuse.

revenge.

my flatmates played playstation and i drank diet coke.

then i decided to go through tarrens phone and ask her who everybody in the phonebook was.

she found it real funny at first.

but after explaining who the 100th person was to me she started to get real pissed off.

that is all for today. it was not very exciting.

things i did today instead of doing my essay

2007-04-19T20:29:00.000Z

i woke up hungover. got dressed and we went to le tesco. it was an amazing adventure.

snoil. love.

i ran him over

i'm an amazing driver

round about of doom

party

fluffy dice hurrah

city

look, no hands

flatmate

front of car

rear view

mc donalds

we're getting closer i am so excited

i'm about to explode with happiness

best photo in the world

artistic janet

we are in. win.

sandwich

highlight of my day

couple with their sunday car

tesco truck

hand.

sign post

messy car

this old man is the coolest man in the world

this fucking taxi pushed in. bad bad anger

road

home

this is what i ate. i put too much on it and kind of felt sick after eating it

i sulked bc i had to do my essay

sad

motivation

diet coke is love

rawring is better than doing essays

Wednesday 18th April

2007-04-19T09:08:00.000Z

Donnas room. very interesting.

Donna and the love of her life

Tarren was boring and not coming out.

Tarren says:
that pic of me is awful i was ill
Corinne says:
its cute
Tarren says:
no its not
Tarren says:
i want you to state that i was ill so thats why i look awful
Corinne says:
ok

I'm real curvy

janet was a tiger

kallum. he is my cool friend

get off my corona bitch

shark shark.

ooh bold.

this is the gun i stole it was amazing.

my arms look really fat in some of those photos but i am trying to get the fuck over myself therefore i am posting them anyway. how great am i?

17th april 2007

2007-04-17T23:04:00.000Z

last night me and tarran hung out. i revised because i am kind of geeky, and also frumpy.

these are my shoes today

and this is my top

i noticed i had chewing gum on my jeans though, so had to change. that pissed me off like something rotten. tarren was picking the gum off at 10am this morning and ive not seen her since. i hope she did not suffer from death by gum.

the builders came with their truckkkkkkkkks

there was not a cloud in the sky

on the right you can see my local pub. how cool.

my newest shoessssssssssss

i went on the sun bed

this is what a sunbed looks like

i got off the sunbed and was like WTF I AM SO HOT

obviously hot as in warm, not sexy

then i went to pick janine up from work and we went to the movies. but i forgot my camera so missed the amazing traffic jam on te m62 and the sunset. oh noes. next time. promise.

Videos

2007-04-16T23:27:00.000Z

Me and joe, easter 2006

Me and janine on safari

University year one

2007-04-16T21:03:00.000Z

These are some photos my first year at uni, it was pretty awesome.

This was my room in the first year

My laptop which blew up. The blue flames that came from it killed my soul a little.

Me and tarren in the uni gay bar thing. It was fun it was fun.

I won at poker that night, I am pretty amazing.

This was xmas, I was in doncaster and it snowed. hurrah.

I was like 'wow new camera'

My street when the police women was shot, I was there stood somewhere on the left, it was the day of the funeral and they brought her down the street in a funeral car

photo lolz

i tried to be all arty and deep in this. i do not think it worked

where i work

fun fun

janine hugging the snoil with brown hair

This was joes old flat

look how happy i am

more snow last year

joe

mark

donna

me and janine

castle hill, huddersfield

suit case fun

joes big shoes fun

washing machine fun

me and joe being best friends

le hugs

we made rings out of rolo wrappers and it was amazing.

a woo woo or two in flares is the best

i was really happy with my pizza

i was very drunk

one of our drives, it was amazing

look how well janine can edit photos.

I HAD A LOT OF FUN IN MY FIRST YEAR OF UNI IT WAS THE BEST.

the end.

FND and fun stuff

2007-04-16T20:49:00.000Z

This was FND before easter, mega fun yo

Tarren liked that, she really did

me and donna, yo

me and janet feeling the love

me and my bitches

poke poke

glow sticks, whooo

smile

emo myspace type pose

bulls eye plus dildo on head. oh no.

me and kallam

i am happy because...

i had just made this wonderful playlist

then i had a shower to wash all that fun off

and i kissed the chick cuz it was easter day

and me and janine went on safari and took pictures of our sexy feet

me plus snoil plus wine

sunny d, yum

This was the wednesday before that, I also went out and partied hard because I am really cool.

and face, lolz

2007-04-16T15:32:00.000Z

I got up this morning, and was like yawwwwwnnnn

then I smiled cuz live is real good.

This is snoil, isnt he just amazing?

This is where i liveeee.

This is the ulgy student halls i can see out of my window. I am glad i dont live there.

I sat and waited for my lecturer today. This was my view.

Liz was like OMFG dont take my photo.

Edwidge was like OH QUELLE SURPRISE and patrick really liked the chair.

This is the side entrence to the main building in our uni. How excited.

My view as I walked home

And this is the main building l'université.

I went to matalan and tried on Clothes. I bought all the Items, fun.

lolz the end.