my, oh actual physical my

what a palava my life has become!

that is a definite lie

infact, my life is the least palava-like life you'll ever come across.
basically, it's the summer now (although any sign of sun is britain MUST be snapped away from us within an inch of our lives),
and i have about 44985 weeks off to do...well, not much
i worked full time last week (it definitely wasn't full time but anything more than 2 hours a week is horrendous in my eyes and should be against the law), and now that's over...i look forward to a few days of doing nothing. though i know, at the end of them, i'll be tearing my hair out. it's ok, i only mean the hair on my head

as some of you may or may not know, i recently broke my camera again
i don't really seem to have a great deal of luck with these bad boys, do i?
they're in my hand one minute, and then they're in a fucking mess the next...i think it's the McGill touch y'know. once, my brother stephen came into the kitchen and went
'speaking of breaking the TV...i broke the TV'.
don't really know why i felt the need to inform you of this little memory but it does make me laugh, ha. oh and another one! on christmas, he was having a pizza for lunch instead (little veggie boy), and my sister victoria went "god, how can you eat that?" and he went "like this...*ate the pizza*"
haaaa, i can tell you now that that was THE funniest thing i have ever heard in my physical life. apart from this comedian on michael mcintyre's roadshow last night; "she looked at me like i was some horrendous pleb!"
that is just humour in a fucking can... not really sure where i'm going with that

infact i'm just not sure where i'm going with this entire blog
originally i was meant ot be informing you of lifely events and important things such as songs and CDs and websites and what not, but that all just seems trivial and irrelevant now...

suppose i had better inform you anyway
i'll do it the quick, easy and painless way:
songs: new one. next few days. "little boat"
CDs: as soon as i meet with the guy, i should hold a little CD in hand with 3 of my songs on...yep, 3. I KNOW!! LET'S GET EXCITED! /sarcasm
websites: i want to delete mine, but i just have NO FUCKING idea, can someone help me with this life i'm finding horrificly hard to live?

i actually never want to read what i've just typed...i think i'd go a little in the head. like...that's actually stuff that's coming out of my fingers straight from the brain. that just definitely shows the intelligence that does not exist

right that's enough, this is going too far... can't handle much more hah
i'm honestly relatively normal y'know...just not when my fingers touch laptop keys. just piano ones

enough from katelyn McGill
over and out! good foos song, eh?

i smell of fake tan...ew.

is there any fake tan that DOESN'T smell like you've been shat on a fair few times?
jesus...and it's so sticky and makes any piece of clothing you wear AFTER the application of it smell equally as bad!
horrific times

i'm definitely very happy at the moment
not even sure why, haha. actually that's such a lie, i know exactly why i'm happy ha

i definitely have a week off work
i'm going to center parcs this friday...aaaand i kinda have a week off uni as well.
and i feel so much more at ease with everything.. :) sooner or later though, i won't have anything to sing about...if you get what i mean? maybe? no? ok

i've been exercising like a mother fucker recently
been running everyday AS WELL AS pumping it up with gay Gareth Walker! we're loving it
i want to get toned and lose a LOT of fat off these hips of mine. that's the plan anyway
but i won't be getting ANYWHERE with this plan if i keep fucking finding chocolate dotted round my house! horrific times

not much else to say really...
oh shit! apart from the fact that i am actually physically RECORDING MY SONGS this thursday!
let's all get a little excited

lateeeer :) x

i'm not gonna give it up...

so, as you're probably quite aware, i'm clearly very obsessed with miss Kina Grannis at the moment.
in fact, as i type, i'm listening to the Goldfish Song
i can't fucking get the "i'm not gonna give it up" bit out of my head. seriously
i'm starting to greet people like that

yeah i'm not doing that at all

it's the "easter holiday" at the moment, which means 3 weeks off to be bored out of my absolute head for days after days
what have i done with my time? productively? zero. and i can guarantee that my 83485394 word portfolio that i have to do by the 27th...won't be done 'til at LEAST the evening of the 26th. bad times

fortunately, i'm happy
so despite the portfolio life that i must live...all is grand.
a littlenostalgia last night...which was nice to be honest. at the time, i got sad...but now i'm all "aww...nice nossy". that's my abbreviation for nostalgia btw

i abbreviate EVERYTHING, it's obscene
i'm gonna write a book, "How To Abbrieve...by Kate McGill"
are you loving that or what?

anyway.
hope all's well with...whoever the hell is reading this absolute nonsense

CATCHA L8R SK8R lol
alllll my love, katelyn mcgeeee
x
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the first of many...maybe.

so it's a friday evening, and i was meant to be at a surprise 21st
i was meant to be social; a good friend; a drunken state..

but nah
figured it was more important to stay in, eat cookie dough (ben and jerry's all the way) ice cream and watch films that inclue johnny depp and keira knightly

it's a working weekend this weekend
meaning i'm un uni 10-5 tomorrow and sunday
and d'ya know what? i'm well up for it. we have a brilliant piece SO FAR and we need to progress that mother fucker
and we will. we really will
the performance is on monday evening and i'm neeeeeeervous but excited

ahaa, look at me going on like you care! ;)

next week is the laast week of uni before christmas, and i am just not excited in any way, shape or form
not sure why. maybe it's because it's the first christmas that it'll be just my immediate family? maybe because i know what to expect? maybe because...it really is just like any other day? maybe
fuck me, i sound like my dad! ha...baaad plan. i'll be bald before you know it

the humour in me is evidently running dry this evening, so i'll let you go
ha...don't you hate it when people say that? it's just a "considerate" way of saying, i don't want to talk to you anymore
the fuckers are trying to make US feel bad for THEM wanting to go

what am i on!

toodle pip!
xX X X

thought of the day: come on, kate! it won't be like this forever