Not much going in in the life of Karl. Well, that's a lie, there are things but they're mostly unconnected or I just present them in an incoherent way so prepare for quite a few paragraphs.

After finishing off my last entry, I had to leave to go see Heather as I was already late to begin with (as usual, sorry!). Even though I was convinced that I'd miss my next bus, after buying some fags for Heather I ran and managed to make it to the bus stop with five minutes to spare. Thinking that the bus would be late, I lit up a cigarette expecting to be finished just before the bus turned up. Luckily, I was done before the bus got there. Unluckily, the bus didn't turn up on time. It wasn't even late, it just didn't turn up. I ended up having to wait for the next bus which was supposed to turn up half an hour later but it ended up being 45 minutes instead.

When I got on the bus, it was pretty packed. No room to sit down so I had to stand right near the front. A couple minutes later, the bus still hadn't moved from the bus stop. It seemed that there had been an accident along the main road not too far from the bus stop and the bus has to take a different route that the bus driver had never taken before. The words "I'm lost" closely followed or preceded by "fuck" or "shit" and some nervous laughter came up a lot over the next 20 minutes.

By the time I'd gotten to Debden (after a 40 minute bus journey and 10 minute train ride), I was late for getting my hair cut, which meant that I couldn't go and see Heather before getting my hair cut which I was pretty bummed about. While on the way to Kim's (the woman who cuts my hair) flat, my mum told me about something that freaked me out quite a bit. Some of you may remember a freaky obsessive Hungarian girl who I used to have on my MSN until she got too scary and I blocked and deleted her. Well, apparently she found me.

My old area anyway. According to Kim, two Hungarian girls came up to her on Tuesday afternoon and asked her where me and my brother live, to which Kim replied "They don't live around here anymore, but I'm cutting their hair tomorrow". Apparently they seemed quite excited by this and asked if they could have Kim's address. Luckily, Kim refused but she didn't say what happened after that. I think the girl that I kept joking about being a stalker, actually is one. Hopefully she's only over here on holiday or something and I'm not going to end up in pieces in a cupboard somewhere.
Don't worry, Heather. :)

After spending a few hours cuddled up with heather on her sofa, playing Guitar Hero III and watching a bit of Joan of Arcadia (which I'm actually really starting to like), I had to go home which always makes me a bit down as I'm always at my most relaxed and happy when I'm with Heather. Sappy, I know but it's true.

Onto today, not much has happened. I managed to get in contact with the guy at Harlow college that I originally wanted to after about two to three weeks or trying and while I originally got quite down about it after finding out that the course isn't all digital graphic design, Heather convinced me to try it anyway and I told the guy that I was interested in studying the course. So all I need to do now is to fill out the application and I should be done.
Then I will have come full circle, when I first started this LJ, I had just started at Harlow college. It'll almost be as if the last two-three years haven't happened. Which will be weird.

By the way, sorry if this seems very jumbled and a bit of a mess. I'm still getting used to writing a personal blog again.

I've decided, per post, I'm going to include a poll so you can make a decision for me tomorrow. Pointless, I know but I pretty much just want to see if it works.