Monday, 21 December 2009

here we goooo agaaaain :)

what's changed since i last decided to give this thing a go?
weeeell guess who got herself a boyfriend :)
i may have already gotten with him by the time i started this.. we got together on November 17th. ahhh
it was odd. i'd had a crush on him for a while, but we were still at 'just friends'.. he's a major flirt so i wasn't sure anything out of the ordinary would happen.
but, being at boarding school, things happen fast. mhm.
so, this is how it happened.
being at boarding school (gay, yes, i know. NOT MY FAULT.) we had this assembly thing together. it was the last night before we broke up for half term. i was a teeensy bit tipsy, and generally overexcited. 
so, me and my roommate and new best friend olivia were walking back over to our 'houses' (where we sleep/live). and then i saw him in front of me. Angus. :)
and i don't know what gave me the courage, because i'm pretty shy with the whole, um, 'flirting' thing. i've always got on with boys well, and to be honest, never had any trouble pulling, but it still scares the shit out of me. but anyway, i went up to him and pulled on his scarf.
he turned around, looking surprised. 
'hey loser,' i said, attempting to look sultry and seductive (HAHA)
and, wonder of wonders, he left his friend and we walked back over to our houses together.
after this assembly, we were all meant to have 'drinks' in our houses. obviously we're in separate houses, boys and girls. and at this school, you get in so much trouble for breaking any rules.
and yet, for some reason, in his presence i got light headed, reckless. we decided to skip drinks, and hang out behind the library instead. at this point, it could easily have just been 'hanging out'. i wasn't sure what was happening, but i just went with the flow.
we pretended to be spies to avoid being caught. :)
and then, sitting in the cold behind a library in boarding school in kent, whilst i sang the 'BN BN' song, he kissed me. :)
and asked me out.
and then our relationship has been the most confusing, intense, emotionally draining one i've ever been in. 
but more next time. :)
so that is chapter one of the 'cangus' saga (catherine and angus.. get it? it's what everyone refers to us as now :p)


Sunday, 1 November 2009

sad times.

i'm not sure i can be bothered to do this any more.
nobody reads these ahaha.
i mean, i wasn't hoping for INSTANT success (well, i guess i was)
but i just feel a bit stupid right now is aaaaaall.

x o x

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

oh, micky you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind.


so, it is half term.
this is where i'll explain a little bit about life. life being my life. what? shut up catherine.
I used to live in London. I lived there with my family - both parents, two younger siblings. A dog. Cat. simple, yes?
well, not really. I fell in with what could easily be misinterpreted as a 'bad' crowd. There was a lot of drugs, drink, sex. And yet, they were good people, some of the best i've ever met. They were funny, genuine. I liked spending time with them. what we did was such a small part of the social experience - surely things like alcohol do not define your entire relationship with someone? or not? hm.
yes, so my parents decided they would pull me out of my day school in london and send me to boarding school in Kent. I do understand this - they thought they were looking after me, doing the 'right' thing. I'm 16. they're my parents. But, of course, i didn't see it like this. I was distraught, to be honest. 
But the move turned out to be alright. I left an awful lot of drama behind me in london. A lot of ex boyfriends, ex best friends, etc. A lot of fights, a lot of misplaced anger and dislike. naturally i left a lot of people who meant a lot to me, but then i've already made a lot of new friends. it's an odd situation now, but i suppose in the long run it's a good thing. it will 'broaden my horizons and make me a better, more rounded person', according to my parents. right?

x o x

Saturday, 24 October 2009

on reading and stuffs :)

a little while back i went to Reading.. it was a 'good' experience. well, not really - my tent got set on fire and my guitar lost two strings. but i was briefly a Reading legend for 'allowing' my tent to be set alight (i was not entirely sober, if i need make that obvious). 
there's not much else to say really.
I suppose in due course i'll write down some stuff about me that i actually think you'll find interesting. hm.
anyways, laters all my millions of fans. i kid.

x o x

p.s i haven't done this before, be easy on a total amateur blogger, kay? :D
i like taking photos :)

i guess this where i start.

sweet sixteen and from london.
i like taking photos and music. and sunlight and darkness and skittles and french kissing, and clothes and grass and dancing and ice cream and fairy lights. i like clean white sheets and i like t.s eliot poems. i like the smell of books and the feel of them and what's inside the majority of them. i like something about the majority of people and the majority of them like at least something about me. which isn't that big a deal if you think about it. just a little something. it could be their smell, their hair, the nail varnish they're wearing.
 it's late. i should be asleep. but what a waste of life that would be, much as i like sleeping :)