Eugh, this is so not funny. LSE have blocked my exam results and threatened to kick me out because I've apparently not paid my fees. Which might have been amusing if I hadn't gone through this earlier in the year! Only I got blocked from the library instead of being denied my results, which doesn't sound like much, but for the majority of students here it is probably the most traumatising thing that could happen EVER. So yeah, now I have to go into LSE with my final confirmation letter to prove my fees have been paid. Which is actually really problematic because I don't think I actually have one (I had to reapply for tuition loans late because they messed it up the first time) and even if I miraculously do I won't know where it is. The only reason I know that SLC have actually paid them is as my account online shows they have, but LSE don't take that as proof. EUGH.

In other news, I am still unemployed, I hope that Nadal beats Murray to a pulp (continue the amazingness of Spain ♥! I am kind of in love with the Spanish football team right now), and I saw the greatest Nikes ever the other day. I really want them; they're bright metallic blue and I actually do need running shoes so this is a win-win situation. Or at least, it would be if I could find them in my size. Also since this was in tkmaxx I hold no hope for finding them anywhere else. Oh well.

HEEELLLLLLLLLOOOOO

Why doesn't anyone else update anymore? I am tired of seeing only posts from the mackster and I (no offence mackin). How am I supposed to stalk you properly? Facebook just doesn't quite cut it anymore.

Just got back from the Tegan and Sara gig which was glorious, although slightly hampered by the fact that I went alone (I am the epitome of cool) and was hemmed in between someone who didn't even know who T&S were and some of those girls - you know the sort. I guess I should only spring for balcony seats when I have people to talk to. So yes, Tegan and Sara were wonderful; they have some of the greatest in-between-songs-small-talk ever (I am sure that there is a neater way of expressing that but it's not coming to me right now). Haha, Sara told us they'd do an encore but that we'd still have to pretend that whole sequence where they walk off for a bit. That always makes me laugh; Laura Marling did it last week too, except she didn't even pretend to walk off!

I am ever so slightly in love with them; I guess I should get in there before they leave England forever haha! :D I kind of wish that the audience was more enthusiastic though. I mean, they kind of were but in that way in which everyone is sitting/standing still and looking amazed. Where is the dancing (and frantic hand movements that look a bit silly) people!? Talking of the audience; can I just say that it contained the most lesbian couples I have ever seen in my life? LOVE IT. Also, this one girl has the most amazing mohawk ever; she looked so good! All of the excitement (the gig, not the girl on girl action or mohawk) tricked me into buying a tee shirt. I don't need another band shirt! I never wear them and I hate hate hate how high the necks are on the AA shirts. Eugh. Also I actually wanted the red one, but they didn't have anymore :c

I have a lovely week ahead but I have that horrible nagging feeling in the back of my head telling me that I should get a move on and find a job/do something productive already. Eugh.

I should probably go to sleep; have to get up nice and early tomorrow. I should probably also stop updating about things that aren't really that interesting. Pah.

AH. I went to fill in my current music and the suggestion box came up with "who else but tegan and sara"! How appropriate.

Whew; I only just got back from Norway in the early hours and then made the trek home from Sarah's this morning so I am wrecked, but now lovely and clean and full. In fact, I am happily snacking away on caramel digestives whilst I browse the internet. Wonderful.

Norway is ridiculously gorgeous; I don't think that I've ever seen a more beautiful country. Rather than spending the week in Oslo, we hired a car and drove through the mountains towards Bergen and Sognefjord; I swear, every minute you're passing waterfalls and lakes so still they're a perfect reflection of the rock formations above. It was such a holiday of mosts: most waterfalls I've seen, most trees I've seen, most snow I've seen it goes on and on. It just never felt quite real; it was very easy to forget you were in Norway, especially in the mountains. I felt like I was on a cover of National Geographic or something and kept having to remind myself that I was actually there. I can't imagine how glorious it would be in winter!

Of course, if I did go in winter I'd probably die of hypothermia. I stupidly neglected to bring winter clothing so I spent the trip in a state of perpetual shivering. Not cool, especially when you consider that we decided to make this a camping holiday and my sleeping bag can only take me so far. I am glad we camped though; we got to see so much more of Norway than we would have otherwise and aside from all the rain it was pretty fun. I only wish that my camera wasn't broken because then this could have been the picture post to rival all picture posts!

So yes, Norway was good. Oh wait, except when we were hungry, which was a lot. I've never felt so poor in my life. I thought that London was one of the most expensive places in the world, but Norway is prohibtively so. Chocolate bars are like £2! We found a Lidl that was having a closing down sale and we still couldn't buy a lot. If that isn't pauperism (is this even a word?) I don't know what is. So basically, I would love to go to Norway again, but only when I am loaded. I think you'd need to be quite rich to take it all in properly, and I would have loved to have got a better look at the more famous fjords and the northern lights (which were too far north for us to drive to) as well as take some time to do some kayaking and climbing etc.

In other news, well not much really. As I've mentioned, I moved out of my flat permanently last week which was quite sad actually. Especially as we spent most of the last week apart; I mean on my last night I went to see Laura Marling by myself instead of having some quality time together. She was pretty good though.

Anyway, it is going to be very strange not living with my lse chinks and living in the heart of London, but home has its benefits (like carpet!) I'm not entirely sure I'll be living at home for third year yet anyway; we'll see. Of course, now my room looks like a bomb exploded in it. There is so much stuff that I kind of want to cry. I don't think I can bring myself to tackle my room into submission, but after this and the rest of my laundry I guess I have to. Bit depressingly really, first proper day home for ages and I'm alone tidying away. Emily has her prom tonight so she's off looking for shoes and Edision is going back to Oxford for some college ball tonight. In contrast I reckon I'll spend tonight watching tv w9ith my other sister and maybe a spot of hoovering. What a wild life I lead.

Anyway, I think that I'd best be off. I feel as though I ought to catch up on the last fortnight's worth of internet, but I did it for facebook and that was enough for me I think. So if anything momentous in your lives have happened: congatulations/commiserations/oh my god that is so amazing/he ate what?! etc

OH OH OH. Forgot to say, norwegian coins have HOLES in them! I'm going to wear some for a bit :D Also, the midnight sun is so cool.

Super quick entry; I should really be in bed as I'm going to Oslo tomorrow morning until Friday. I haven't packed yet either, but that's more because I didn't really feel like going and only made up my mind twenty minutes ago in the shower.

Anyway, haven't had the internet for about a week, save for a few snatches at lse when I'm passing so I've pretty much missed anything you guys have sent me via email/facebook/entries; sorry! I could catch up now but I value sleep more :D When I get back we should all definitely get togetehr though; I have missed having newstead time and surely everyone is back home now? I moved back Saturday (forever!).

Right, time to pack and sleep and dream.

hello my lovelies!

I'm actually quite bored; post exam liberation is a bit of an anticlimax to be honest. I did have a gorgeous weekend of hanging about (we haven't all been in the same room for several months now so this was great), some oriental citying, a village fete and an attempt at having a last round on the underground aided by some truly disgusting rum; BUT so far this week has been a bit of a letdown. I'd like to blame it on the weather, because anytime I gather myself up and get ready to embark into the great outdoors, I falter on the doorstep when faced when sheets of rain. How can I have glorious London misadventures if I don't want to get wet?!

Anyway, the report for the rest of the week is looking good so I foresee lots of wandering about. Sadly mostly by myself, because literally everyone has bunked off home/on holiday/to-the-library-because-they-still-have-exams for the week and I don't quite fancy going home. But you know, it's okay I can be lonely and still have fun, right? Right?! I hope so, because this isn't how I envisioned spending the last fortnight of independent living. At least it will toughen me up for my proposed scandinavia fest; first I'm going to venture into solo cinema trips before the couple of solo gigs I have lined up (Tegan & Sara and Laura Marling) and then maybe some solo day trips? Or is this just being too much of a loner? I think so. Perhaps I'll go visit my brother in Oxford and go punting!

This is such a non-entry it makes me sick. As does katamari damacy by the by; I can't believe that a computer game makes me motion sick.