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Caring is Creepy - the Shins |
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So... I finally got round to looking up the price of The Only Camera I've Ever Loved (my sister's, which became much harder to steal when she moved out) and the only one available on Amazon turned out to be in near-perfect condition, at £18.50. Seriously. So it's now MINE, grin.
The essays I was quite happy with turned out to not get amazing marks. English Lit was okay, got a B3 which is the minimum I need to get into Honours... gonna need to get my arse in gear with preparing the other texts for the exam, cos I foolishly used my two faves in the essay. (At least I've still got Othello...?) Film and TV I'm actually pretty gutted about, cos I got a C2 and it's 40% of the mark... and I've been loving the course these past few weeks. Gonna need to claw my grade up if I'm wanting to do it in third year, I'm so pissed off at myself for misinterpreting the question so badly. Grrr.
Friday I was So Hungover when in uni and didn't get the essay til the very end of the class, so I was stressing about it the whole way home. Luckily lovely Lola (who's staying with us while Laura's in Paris) sensed my bad mood and gave me loadsa cat smooches, aww. Shame it turned my face into some big pink monstrous allergy thing. Spent Friday lazing about with the cat watching PeepShow series 3 (AMAZING) and Jonathan Creek. I hate myself in new ways for buying the latter but yknow, I can excuse it by citing childhood nostalgia?
Reason I was hungover is cos Lana and I went out for "a wee drink" (aye right) on Thursday. (WELL ACTUALLY first I was supposed to be going out with Rea, but she's ill and never phoned me back despite her promise. Sake.) Turned out to be a bizarre but good night... helping Lo decorate the pub Christmas tree, drinking cheap beer, we were gonna head to the ArtSchool but couldn't be arsed with the walk so ended up in that new place next to the Subclub... Classic Grand or something? Random. Here's some pics:

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The taxi I called didn't show so had to hang about the street for ages... no less than THREE randoms tried to make conversation ranging from weird-nice ("Your tights are well tidy, I take it you're a student?") to plain disgusting ("You gonna insert that [a glass Irn Bru bottle] up yerself when you're done?" WHAT THE FUCK) Ended up walking home but destoyed all the health benefits by tanning a Subway and some Hula Hoops on the way home.
Other stuff's been happening since it's about a month since I last updated, but my short-term memory sucks. Got most of my Christmas shopping done but gonna pop in again on Tuesday morning. I'm too scared to use the scales cos I've turned into A Big Fat Muncher lately. I've also worked out the reason I'm so bad with answering machines is cos I just talk crap until someone stops me... and on voicemail there's NO-ONE TO STOP ME. I'm using the same logic to explain why all my journal entries are big horrible ramblings. Ah Well.
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