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[Jan. 12th, 2008|02:44 pm] |
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today is not a good day. the television is broken and so i'll have to watch neighbours on the internet WOE IS ME. i have written 221/2500 words of my language endangerment essay which i have excitingly decided to write on the decline and revival of celtic languages.
my new year's resolution is to not be a twat (as it always is) and to try and be a bit more ethically sound, i.e. don't be a hypocrite. however this is not going well as i've already bought 2 pairs of leather shoes and have unfortunately been in primark a couple of times.
yesterday i went to the library and got 3 books, which i was proud of myself for, but considering some coursemates started this essay BEFORE THE CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS my pride can only really reach a certain level. i also cleaned the mould off the bath and would even go so far to say that if i reaaaaallly reeeeaaally needed one i'd consider a bath. although i'd probably have to have a shower afterwards. this is really boring but seriously, THIS IS MY LFIE.
it was dad's birthday yesterday. i need to get him a present of some variety but he's so bloody difficult and doesn't like material purchases or me spending money, so i'm at a bit of a loss.
in other news, I MISS MY FUCKING OVEN. and i wish my housemates would hurry up and get home because the house is COLDER without them. srsly. i am walking around wearing my duvet as a cardigan. today i'm going to get to 1000 words, for def. in 2 weeks life will be interesting again and i am going to get shitfaced mayte. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2007|02:36 am] |
i'm such a nostalgic twat.
also, i've come to realise that with a positive outlook on life comes a lack of interest in grammar. not necessarily a bad thing. |
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[Jan. 14th, 2007|06:08 pm] |
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it's not really going down. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2007|02:15 am] |
christmas was a bit shit this year. not because i'm too old for christmas; i don't like it when people say that- it's just that i had to watch the snowman on my own because we have some kind of reaction to being in rooms together and usually spread ourselves out about the house avoiding each other. i read back and 2 christmases ago it said my mum shouted at me because i ate the jaffa cakes she was going to put in the trifle on boxing day. ha ha.
i'm going back to university tomorrow and although i'm a big fan of uni and my flatmates and all that i'll be a bit sad to leave. i have exams when i get back, and, more tragically, we don't have sky+ at uni and it's a necessity in my life. i hope antony doesn't win soapstar superstar because he's a PIECE OF WORK and people only like him because he's so bloody gay. and that's not a good reason to like a person (nor to dislike them; i'm no fascist). anyway, i want the australian boy to win because he's fit. and that's undoubtedly a far better reason to like a person.
another thing that made me chuckle was a michael quote on lads' holidays: "they'll all get intoxicated. and they'll vomit. and the apartment will smell of farts. and they'll bring girls home. and then they'll all get aids."
that'll do for 2007. |
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[Oct. 28th, 2005|02:39 pm] |
I had a driving lesson.
It was scary. |
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[Sep. 5th, 2005|04:56 am] |
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sleep depriiiiivvveeedddd. |
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