218/365

ponies! the smell of a stables. it's a good thing, really.

dinner with anna and jas and dave!

catchups with scamp and bear

and............i said yes. in a roundabout, wriggly sort of way. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

and also not sure which i prefer out of these two, but a) not wanting to say things, and b) not having things i wanted to say. hurrah! God is good.

217/365

cup'o'tea with english girls

plans and provisions with edmund. it turns out my suspicions that i have been getting progressively more odd are confirmed.

my presentation was very lovely and, more to the point, one more thing ticked off the list. which does make me sad. but means i can spend more time with lovely william.*

*blake

cell. my oh my. inappropriate laughs a-plenty.

216/365

i didn't nap! i was sooooooo close. but i didn't! HURRAH!

christianity explored. mirahan. amazing. "but why?" the more i talk, the more i worship. the more i open my mouth, the more he gives me words. the more she talks, the more i know we need to share this. and we need to share it in love, and in understanding of others, not just in generalising, patronising "other religions believe..." blah blah.

down side: am having sugar withdrawl. up side: kerensa's crumpet and golden syrup. best way to treat withdrawl i say. cold syrup.

215/365

giggling. a lot.

and the prayer meeting.

and not getting the laptop stuff too wrong this morning. at least i managed putting it away without a hitch. hehe.

214/365

lazy days

REALLY lazy days

213/265

my lovely dissertation. the sounds i feel compelled to make when i learn something:
me: oooooooooooh
...
me: ooooooOOOOOOOOOOh
kerensa: what?
me: i've just thought that maybe the bit blake keeps repeating in visions of the daughters of albion is an enactment of his aversion to mimesis
kerensa: mmm

not getting dressed until 11.50pm was a low point...

asda was hilarious. sian and i are weird.

eating very bad things

212/365

"oh- my skirt appears to have fallen down"

211/365

Don't Give The Ghost Up, Just Clench Your Fist says: she doesnt like the idea of killing
Don't Give The Ghost Up, Just Clench Your Fist says: fatal flaw
nicola louise says: oh
nicola louise says: why ever not?
Don't Give The Ghost Up, Just Clench Your Fist says: im not sure
Don't Give The Ghost Up, Just Clench Your Fist says: didnt want to press it and die alone
nicola louise says: haha
nicola louise says: at least you'd be surrounded by animal corpses

and....we laugh at some HORRIFICALLY terrible things sometimes

and....chocolate schmush

210/365

many, many raucous laughs at cell group

talking art/literature/pretentiousness

morph

pimping my snack

nicola louise says: you are dead
Anna says: yes
nicola louise says: oh noo
nicola louise says: at least you are with Jesus
Anna says: yes
nicola louise says: hurrah
Anna says: was just looking at my cookie monster slippers

209/365

becki is amazing and knows incredibly helpful things about books that make me not have to cry. yay!

i handed in two essays. hurraaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

a potato with sam

summer in a glass with ice in mojos

bananananananaloaf

"it's like a dove with a stick on it"

208/365

church x 2. i just couldn't leave now.

however, at some point i might leave to do an incredibly exciting masters which i discovered today.

207/365

train rides

lovely molly and mills time

206/365

surprise chocolate from sam! he is wonderful.

breeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze! everything/everyone/hurrah!

205/365

blakey adventures!

"nicola, how's that dvd coming along?"
"it's finished, can we have a chair race now?"

"all teaching is suspended because of the wind...?"

cu was nice. i was in a tizz but God is good and cu was nice and then it was ok again.

204/365

hahahahaha...the white van in woodley car park with "crazy" and "he did NOT look happy!" written in its grime...hahahahahaha

"soup, you and i are friends"

203/365

who stole the cookies from the...cell group box...

202/365

jo was funny today...i hope she isn't dead by tomorrow though.

glowsticks.

201/265

dad to mum: your hair looks nice
me and brother: a minute ago you said 'what happened to your hair?'!
dad: i just mean it's nice and fluffy. have you still got that funny bit at the back?
mum: i don't know it follows me around all day
me: you should take out a...a....(can't remember the word)
brother: mirror
mum: telescope
dad: kaleidoscope
me: ...restraining order!!

also again...

in another 165 days i will have FINISHED MY DEGREE. i will have HANDED IN MY DISSERTATION. i will have slept for eight hours before every exam. i will have turned up at the right venue for every exam. i will have worn a shell bikini to celebrate. i will have looked at a piece of paper pinned up in humss and been happy. i will have cried and cried at the last union and refused to leave. i will have a plan for the next 365 days... i will have slept my last night at bulmershe outside, be about to drag my entire life over the car park, and drive home to a lovely place called salisbury. i will then begin the new best summer ever. i like to think it'll be one with many exciting people. and one exciting God.

hurrah!

also......

100 days ago i was staying in a room full of records, wearing a luminous yellow jacket, writing this for my 365: "knowing how far God's brought me. not knowing how far he'll take me."

200 days ago (allowing for the fact that i might have messed the numbers up at some point) i was in my room on pitters with sam and anna, being fed haribo, excited that bloc party could name both my new blogs with one song, about to sleep my last night there, breakfast (verb) with fam women, and then launch my entire life down two flights of stairs (mostly not in its boxes) and drive home, to a lovely place named salisbury, and a summer of the best job ever, a lot of playing, a very little of working, many exciting people, and one exciting God.

all very nice things.

200/365

at a point when it stopped being last night and started being this morning i finished the first fiction book i've read in aaaaaages that isn't for uni. and realised i could say constructive things about it due to having spent the last 2 1/2 years reading books that are for uni. yay.

medieval hot chocolate

din dins

199/354

Hay tantisimas fronteras
que dividen a la gente,
pero por cada frontera
existe tambien un puente.

198/365

reading a book for FUN

making pie out of banoffees

(re)receiving an amazing present and a note that made my face smile

197/365

really hate sweet potato today. stupid thing. enjoy it when brother thinks it's cookies though. ha.

very much like chips and neighbs and hounds and fresh air and bill bailey in deepest darkest dorset with a not-so-convenient-friend. hurrah!

AND......i think i might have started my dissertation. it's more of an 'extended plan', but there's at least one or two full sentences in there. hurrah some more!

196/365

today we don't like sweet potato...

...we do however really love a LOT the little coffee shop in cross keys

195/365

sweet potato

quizzing at the ale house...ahaaaa and baaaaa and crispies and an excellent name

194/365

church x 2 and seeing isabel

193/365

doing something useful with old clothes

192/365

core four(ish) at the nexus...laughing, dancing, maxim chips, and lots of things i can't put here that were rather amusing

191/365

happy birthday for example

190/365

alice down the rabbit-hole

187 - 189 / 365

pesky 365. i'll try and remember some stuff...

tea with naomi and antonia. beach walking. THE SEA, definitely the sea. car sleeping. family new year.

yes.