Yes it's the Kooks, and yes I am only really a fan of "she moves in her own way" and "Oo La" but that does not mean I can't use the lyrics. I think it's the lovely northern English accent the boys have but certainly the Kooks have a small pull on me and I'm desperately listening out for another track of their deemed to be considered "good". But oh well, moving onwards and upwards.
In the end, I went to Lukes to get my passport (which isn't too bad actually, at least this time I won't look perpetually surprised!) and simply couldn't face going back to Lincoln just yet. I don't know why, maybe it's the pure hatred of being near school during the holidays that has implanted itself into my system and made me dread going back, but more than likely it's the bad memories I still have of the place. I know I should be getting over the horrific time I had at the beginning of the year, but I think it's maybe too soon as I don't know how the ex flatmates are going to react to seeing me again. Also the idea of gatecrashing a new years day party of someone I have never met before but happens to be a friend of Emily's was a little daunting. But I think one big part of it was looking at Luke and realising I wouldn't be seeing him again until well into January 2010 and I didn't like the idea of that, so I stayed behind at his mothers for new year...
... Please someone remind me never to do that again... EVER! It was lovely spending time with Luke, but that doesn't make up enough nice memories to block the terrible and awkward mental image of his mother "rearranging her undergarments" in the front living room, or the look on his dads face when I said "I really don't like wine, stop trying to force me to drink it!". I've never met a man more determined to get rid of 5 bottles of wine as his dad ever! Honestly he said to me "Ella, you can start putting mashed potato on your plate when you have drunk a glass of wine" and that was for every single type of food prepared, really nice thing to say to a girl who can eat hardly any of the stuff anyway because Lukes grandmother had bought everything frozen anyway. Christmas meals this year have been terrible with everyone digging into a massive plate full of food and me only being able to eat a few pieces of turkey, a lump of mashed potato, a few carrots and some really salty gravy. Don't go thinking I'm spoilt or saying there's people worse off in the world because I know all that, but people who are worse off in the world do not get fored a full bottle of gone off rosé down their throats before eating their pitiful christmas meals either.
On a much lighter note, I finally got my passport sorted! San Fransisco here I come! I'm so excited. I really can't wait to get there and am considering purchasing another 6 memory cards so I don't run out of space. You'll probably say to me "why not just get a bigger memory card than only 2GB?" well unfortunately having a laptop from my GCSE years means it does not have HD compatability and will even refuse to upload a single image of mine when on anything higher than a 2GB card. I can see myself buying a new laptop altogether before I start my real profession of photography. Money money money money money. But again, SAN FRANSISCO BABY! And here's where I say a massive thanks to my mum, dad and lovely grandparents who are lovingly parting with vast amounts of their own so I don't run out while there/back in my flat so thankyou you lovely people. I love you all. Goodnight!
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