Sunday, 30 November 2008


due to a little bit too much of this on friday night:

and someone deleting my outfit picture from yesterday, i have no actual outfit posts for the weekend.

i did have an amazing time though, and it was so good to get to catch up with the birthday girl. on the downside we did visit salamanca for a full three days and succeed in not actually seeing it AT ALL during daytime until our food and train station stop off today. shams. but i definitely plan to return and explore the city and learn a little more about its cultural side etc.

on the even bigger downside...i also lost my purse(luckily sans bankcards) and my irish mobile, meaning no more texts from the boyfriend. :[


oh and thankyou so much for the lovely comments!!

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Thursday, 27 November 2008

je veux te voir

today was spent feeling ill. and feeling guilty for feeling so ill that i skipped french despite only having two more thursday sessions before christmas. :/

(teeshirt-topman, shirt-h+m, cardigan-pull and bear, jeans-hilfiger, shoes-bronx...the hairtie is just the belt from the cardigan.)

i did, however, manage to struggle out of my duvet cocoon for long enough to go on a birthday present search for my friend niamh. i am so beyond stoked for this weekend...we are going to salamanca tomorrow, where niamh is living this year, and staying until sunday. it's her 21st on monday so friday and saturday nights look set to be full of drunken excitement and scandal. it's been so long since i've seen her and i really can't wait to catch up!!

last year i got her kanye west tickets, meaning that matching that with this year's gift felt nigh on impossible...but i did manage to get her something i hope she will really love from bershka and some silly childish presents to ease the pain of/ignore turning 21(she hates the thought of it).

i also managed to pick up these little beauties on sale in h+m

there's only eight of them but i think i will only use a couple of them anyway-to send to my boyfriend and friends who have booked flights to come see me in a few weeks for my birthday. :]

unfortunately, i spent money that i don't really have on some "gifts" for myself too...another shirt dress from h+m and one from bershka. they were both quite reasonably priced and i know they'll be really versatile, but even still it looks like i am definitely going to have to impose a personal shopping ban from now 'til christmas...or nobody will be getting any presents!!



how it started...

who really knows how it started...and lord knows it started a long time ago...but welcome to the official beginning of something not very big. but something kind of exciting and kind of personal, which is why i am dubioud about putting it out there on the interwebzzz but hey, you get back what you put out, RIGHT??

a brief introduction:
-my friends call me ru...amongst other names varying from cutesy to mildly insulting.
-i am twenty...but it is my birthday in a couple of weeks. i am as of yet still uncertain as to how i feel about this fact.
-i am from a tiiiny place called newcastle in northern ireland, but this year i am studying in madrid. it is equal parts exciting and scary as hell. i feel like i fall in love with this city a little more every day, whilst learning how to hate it too. (does that even make sense??)
-it does, however, possess my single favourite billboard/piece of graffiti of all time. (see above)
-i have two of the most amazing and beautiful best friends that any girl could everrr ask for. ally and gaby, my boos♥
-sadly, this year we are scattered across the globe. (spain, france and ireland, respectively)
-there is this boy. he is perfect. but he too is in ireland. everyone finds it hilarious that we have the same nickname. (his is "roo", see)
-i swear faaar too's something i'm working on. trying to work on. thinking about working on??
-i enjoy, among other activities: dressing up, dancing like a fool, writing, tights, singing, temporary tattoos, real tattoos(but not on me), receiving letters in the mail, smoking hookahs and brightly coloured cigarettes, self-loathing over said smoking, dreaming of my future home and its interior, ridiculous amounts of jewellery, struggling through a law and languages degree, changing everything all of a sudden and all at once, musicmusicmusicmixtapesmixtapesmixtapes, dreaming of owning a my little pony collection to rival iekeliene stange and, OBVIOUSLY, talking utter trash.

-i want to take YOUR photo, not mine. only i don't have a proper camera, i am the definition of "socially awkward"(i'm just lucky to have quite a number of equally socially awkward friends) aaand i'm definitely too scared to ask in spanish.

-i'm lucky that no-one ever really reads these things. :]

-nice to meet you, anyway.