I shall post now
Seeing as in a few hours time I plan to be thoroughly inebriated =D
So let’s see…. I may have found somewhere to live next year (if I can convince Cinny to live with 3 guys…) and I experienced Alex’s driving skills today. With Sam being the demister. And Cinny and I in the back as the children of the car. All good fun =]
But I think this means I will be upsetting my Flingers… not good =[
I just think that learning another language to a good extent will prove more effective in the world of work. I’ve got Year 3 to spend in the Hexagon. Plus spending Year 2 in the UK will allow me to increase my knowledge of Linguistics more effectively.
I hope I’m making a well-informed decision =/
A late one…
Because I’ve been out at the SU bar with the roomies =]
However, I am no-where near as wasted as I was last night… let’s just say that Cinny’s photos and videos of the evening prove to be interesting viewing, especially seeing as everyone looked at them and said, at least once, “I don’t remember doing that” =P
Anyway, aside from my blatant BLATANT alcoholism, I also went to the gym again today and got some French work done! And my Powerball Gyroscopic Glowing Doo-dad arrived today too, so it was all going good…
…and then I found that Phoenix court is gonna cost me more than expected if I live there. Sooooo if I work my ass off over the summer then I might just be able to eat next year.
It’s at times like this I need a lolcat.
So here’s one right now ^_^
Why are the pets I have never *this* cool??!
Life, Love, and a French Teacher who could also be the entire Internet as we know it.
After enjoying the comforts of my double-bed for one more time, I got up, packed my stuff up (of course, omitting many essentials) and came back to UWE with a little transportery assistance from mom n dad.
I’m back hooooooome =]
So, whilst being here, I’ve managed to:
- See all of 405 once again
- Get a huuuuuge hug from Cinny ^_^
- Realise which things I forgot to bring back
- Make my room more amazing
- Exercise!!!!!
- Discuss with Laura, and prove, that Françoise is ACTUALLY Google, the Internet and the Pope combined (and we’re currently in discussion as to whether she is also God… who knoooooows)
Howeverrrr, I haven’t seen the boyf as he’s currently working like an architect (as he is, well, an architect student =/ )
My new speakers are currently booming Shakira and Beyoncé out to me like their little speakeree lives depended on it, and I’m laughing at lolcats, such aaaaas
I <3 icanhascheezburger.com
Life is good. However, my Wellbeing calendar says that I need to fly a kite tomorrow. Anyone got a kite I can borrow?
Or something kite-esque?
I’d settle for a mitten with a string attached to it =]
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UPDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE
It’s true!
She is actually God.
And the phrase ‘OMF’ is now valid between the FLingers.
And anyone else for that matter ^_^
The Hiiiiiills Are Aliiiiiive…
…with… well, not much really.
Telford was empty. Bridgnorth was empty. I think pretty much everyone was avoiding me today =P
Still a good day though. Still haven’t snacked, got my MOT paid for me (I <3 my rents =] ), new jeans and a toothbrush… world’s most random assortment of bought things perhaps??
The only exercise I got was walking around Telf though. How pants =/
…In other news, have a picture =]
Bridgo Town Hall. How exotic…
MOTs, French and some guy in a Chicken Suit
(Ok, so one of those three things I didn’t encounter today, but it made for an interesting title =] )
My first ‘proper’ day of healthiness has gone well. I’ve refrained from snacking and drank plenty more water, yet I’m still lacking on the exercise front =/
I also have this annoying niggling that I’m not doing enough for the boyf. Maybe it’s the distance, maybe it’s Skype being flakier than dandruff on a really hairy dog, but I feel like I’m failing him somehow… hope I’m wrong…
It might also be something to do with my parents wanting to get rid of me earlier than I expected. Take the simple conversation:
Mom : “Would you like to go back Saturday or Sunday?”
Me : “I thought I was going back Monday??”
Mom : “I’d prefer Sunday”
Now, is it just me, or does that drip with “You’ve outstayed your welcome and you’re bleeding me dry of money again” or not?
…and is it unpatriotic to know more about French history and politics than I do of my own country??!
