March

Hello (:

Monthly update time! I feel like March has been a bit all over the place, a bit dull and I've felt a bit lost and aimless. I started March having pizza night round at my friend's house watching Ant and Dec's Saturday Night Takeaway and a ridiculous Ex On The Beach marathon. Now, don't get me wrong it's not that I don't enjoy doing this with my pals, because I really do, but not every single weekend. We tend to fall into patterns of staying in and doing this more often than not, and sometimes it gets on top of me a bit. After this weekend, I didn't see my friends for three weeks because of reasons that will be explained.

The first week in March I was a cripple. I trapped a nerve in my neck which impacted on my shoulder as well. I couldn't turn right (but I could turn left, so ha, Derek Zoolander!) at work I was having to move my whole body round to speak to people and I couldn't do what I'd agreed to do, because lifting my right arm was so painful. Fortunately now, it's fine and I've not needed the physio that the doctor threatened.

The week after that, I was struck down with a horrific virus. I could feel a sore throat coming on at the beginning of the week, totally wrote it off as part and parcel of having a cold, then I lost my voice completely. I felt drained and a bit floppy? That's the only way I can describe it. People at work took the piss out of me, which resulted in a lot of not very nice words croaked out by me. I was sent home from work after about an hour when I couldn't speak at all one Friday. I felt shocking and was really upset because the next night I was going to see Steel Panther with my sister.

Steel Panther were bloody good. I even wrote about it over here. They're a band I've loved for years now and I'd never seen them. I bought the tickets with my last £50 before we went to Tenerife last July. So I'd been looking forward to it for a while and having lost my voice I was gutted. I was determined for it not to totally ruin things and stocked up on peach flavoured Soothers and made sure I kept having a drink. I did find I couldn't even mime along as it kept drying my throat out, making it even more painful.

The morning after Steel Panther, I woke up in my sister's uni halls with my eyes gunged together. I knew what it was, I just didn't want to contemplate it. One of my biggest fears is anything happening to my eyes. If I see someone touch their eye, putting contacts in, anything like that it makes me want to be sick. I was the nightmare child that whenever I went to the children's hospital to have my eyes tested and had to have eye drops, I'd be pinned down on the floor and have my eyes prised open by my parents and the nurses. So, to get conjunctivitis as a result of that flipping virus was the icing on the cake of a fabulous week.

Because conjunctivitis is highly contagious, I had a couple of days off work. My voice was still gone, and my vision was blurred some of the time too. It was a right jolly good time for me.

After all of that, we boarded a ferry to hop over to Amsterdam. I had a fab fab time, loved every minute of it and really want to go back because I feel like we didn't have enough time to do everything I'd have liked to. No sooner had we got back to Sheffield, but my sister and I were getting a train over to Nottingham to see Papa Roach at Rock City. I can't say this was the most enjoyable gig of my life. We were squished at the back and couldn't see a bloody thing. I've never seen Papa Roach put on a bad show, but I got to a stage when I was waiting for it to end because it was uncomfortable, and not very nice. Rock City should probably look into lowering their capacity allowance because paying to see the back of someone's head wasn't my idea of fun.

Last week, I was back in Manchester, which is probably becoming my second home, to see The Blackout's Final Farewell Tour. I've lost count the amount of times I've seen The Blackout, and I knew as soon as this had been announced last year that we had to go. It was such a nostalgic, but appropriate farewell, and I enjoyed it a lot, but it is sad to see them go. The Blackout/Kids In Glass Houses reunion tour in a few years pls!

March was rounded off with finally seeing my pals after going to gigs/being ill/being in Amsterdam, having a big old catch up over a Nandos and we had a spontaneous cinema trip to see the new Cinderella. It wasn't bad, but the costumes were more impressive than anything else.

On the blog, I've been quite bad this month. Because it's been all work and not much play I've felt like I've not really had much to talk about. I rambled on about my love for Amsterdam and chatted a bit about being an over thinker and over worrier. I do have some March reads to chat about, and I'll be posting that next week.

Until next time!