Getting a bit tired, quite frankly, of two things. One, is the automatic Cirus show/ translator I become whenever the subject of me beeng half-english come up. Two, the fact that I'm not into staying up until 5 in the morning partying with people I mostly don't know (I'd be more okay with doing it if I actually knew more than two people), so I don' ( Read more... )

nnngh, I'm ill.

Nothing overly serious, just a sore throat - but I don't cope well with the slightest of health problems, I hate being ill so much that I refuse to accept it and stress out about it, making myself feel worse.

Hurry up and go, cold.

( Weekend activities/Village mentality rambles )

Week 2 of my Spanish Year.

I have decided to refer to it as My Spanish Year.

It's going better than last week, to be honest. I'm not feeling as helpless or as dazed or confused - as if the tiny weak helpless puppy I am has turned in to a large weak helpless dog.

(Not that I'm a dog or anything.)

No, but it is definitley going much better. ( Read more... )

So. Revision is going. Well. Slow. Umm. Cousin and aunt have left, but not before completely screwing up my saturday evening plans.

I seriously need to get off the internet. Because, well, I have exams in two weeks, and know practically nothing (also Mr. Bennett is probably wondering why the hell I asked for his email if I didn't intend to send him ( Read more... )