Interlude
Well....I had to come home, I couldn't have possibly stayed in there prelunch session. Why?
1) Because I was falling asleep.
2)Because there's only so much a Charley can do on her own in one day.
3 discussions, the first was interesting til half way, he kept losing his pages, and saying the wrong name for one dude which made the toff across from me laugh rudely. He proved what a dick he was later in the question/answer bit where he basically said "I just wanted to know why you present this idea, when you know it's wrong?" Wang.
The second presentation was only understood by Andrew, but I think even he was lying. The guy was heavily Italian, noone could make out a damn word he was saying. I almost fell asleep during that one, the only thing stopping me was the fact that I seemed to be his focus point. I didn't want to offend him.
Calum is the light of my life, he was on the registration bit and called me over and gave me my very own name badge which I promptly hid under my cardigan. The only thing that could have calmed me down right then was someone saying my name like they knew me. Thank god for Calum.
Later I noticed DRWinder slip in and Calum sat behind me.
I actually enjoyed the third one. SO I don't know shit about Herodotus, except, now I do!
A shame I'm missing Zeus in Olympia, but we must make sacrifices.
I think I would marry Andrew, you know, if it weren't for the fact that he's happily married with kids, and he's my Troy/greek professor and he's ridiculously clever. He's so cool. Because he's not. What a nerd. Addressed the Troy tutorial groups with "Dear Trojans...." Classy.
Lurje (who I would fancy if I were a gay man) is chairing either this late afternoon, or tomorrow morning.
Was extremely surprised to see our (Seph and myself) names on the programme sheet, we're DELEGATES don't you know. Didn't think just because we signed up for it that we were actually representatives of the uni.
I want a seat NOT on the aisle for the next one, preferably where I can lean my head against the wall and rest my eyes. 3 hours sleep is not helping me live through this conference full of crazy speculation and elongated, drawn out actually-takes-only-5-minutes-to-say explanations.
God it's like queens classics conference all over agaaaaaain. Lego woman isn't lego woman. She just looks, walks and dresses like her. This one's american and doesn't duck her head when she speaks. Long lost twins perhaps.
There were alot of old men in there. With bad socks. And one man with braces on his trousers. (TEEHEE)
I hate my lecturers/tutors, they all make me really nervous. Except Dragon. I can't be nervous when I hate. And when I'm nervous I babble. I've done it infront of Andrew, Gavin, Calum and Trepanier. OR I make a nervous movement, like a really loud hi or a really in your face wave, or I just stare at them wide-eyed and blushing. Respectively: Lurje, Trepanier, DRWinder. I'm nervous girl. Only without a DRCox to nickname me.
The Lurje experience was sooooooo horrible. I think because of that, he still looks at me funny, like he's scared of me. And also like I'm an alien. But it's his own fault for demanding we greet him. Foooool!
As for trepanier....the nervous babble was totally Dorothy's fault, cos she made me come with her to get a handout our from him from his office. Personalised spaces make me even worse. I started saying shit about his books, Dorothy didn't help either. She's babbly normally. And then he stared at me while I stared at his books, blushing like I'd secretly stolen one. It was because I asked if he's read them all and how could he have as some of them were brand new and then I took a couple of the shelves to eye them closely. Charley invasion. Honestly, can't keep my hands to myself. Nervous Charley is a disaster. Rah.
Gavin's not so bad as he is JUST as bad as me. God, I'm thinking about how I have to tell him that we can't do our presentation on the day he gave us and how we'd like an extension. I'll be all crazy no doubt.
Ive never spoken directly to Berry. Let's hope I never embarrass myself infront of him too.
Sigh.
Latin and then more conference.
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1) Because I was falling asleep.
2)Because there's only so much a Charley can do on her own in one day.
3 discussions, the first was interesting til half way, he kept losing his pages, and saying the wrong name for one dude which made the toff across from me laugh rudely. He proved what a dick he was later in the question/answer bit where he basically said "I just wanted to know why you present this idea, when you know it's wrong?" Wang.
The second presentation was only understood by Andrew, but I think even he was lying. The guy was heavily Italian, noone could make out a damn word he was saying. I almost fell asleep during that one, the only thing stopping me was the fact that I seemed to be his focus point. I didn't want to offend him.
Calum is the light of my life, he was on the registration bit and called me over and gave me my very own name badge which I promptly hid under my cardigan. The only thing that could have calmed me down right then was someone saying my name like they knew me. Thank god for Calum.
Later I noticed DRWinder slip in and Calum sat behind me.
I actually enjoyed the third one. SO I don't know shit about Herodotus, except, now I do!
A shame I'm missing Zeus in Olympia, but we must make sacrifices.
I think I would marry Andrew, you know, if it weren't for the fact that he's happily married with kids, and he's my Troy/greek professor and he's ridiculously clever. He's so cool. Because he's not. What a nerd. Addressed the Troy tutorial groups with "Dear Trojans...." Classy.
Lurje (who I would fancy if I were a gay man) is chairing either this late afternoon, or tomorrow morning.
Was extremely surprised to see our (Seph and myself) names on the programme sheet, we're DELEGATES don't you know. Didn't think just because we signed up for it that we were actually representatives of the uni.
I want a seat NOT on the aisle for the next one, preferably where I can lean my head against the wall and rest my eyes. 3 hours sleep is not helping me live through this conference full of crazy speculation and elongated, drawn out actually-takes-only-5-minutes-to-say explanations.
God it's like queens classics conference all over agaaaaaain. Lego woman isn't lego woman. She just looks, walks and dresses like her. This one's american and doesn't duck her head when she speaks. Long lost twins perhaps.
There were alot of old men in there. With bad socks. And one man with braces on his trousers. (TEEHEE)
I hate my lecturers/tutors, they all make me really nervous. Except Dragon. I can't be nervous when I hate. And when I'm nervous I babble. I've done it infront of Andrew, Gavin, Calum and Trepanier. OR I make a nervous movement, like a really loud hi or a really in your face wave, or I just stare at them wide-eyed and blushing. Respectively: Lurje, Trepanier, DRWinder. I'm nervous girl. Only without a DRCox to nickname me.
The Lurje experience was sooooooo horrible. I think because of that, he still looks at me funny, like he's scared of me. And also like I'm an alien. But it's his own fault for demanding we greet him. Foooool!
As for trepanier....the nervous babble was totally Dorothy's fault, cos she made me come with her to get a handout our from him from his office. Personalised spaces make me even worse. I started saying shit about his books, Dorothy didn't help either. She's babbly normally. And then he stared at me while I stared at his books, blushing like I'd secretly stolen one. It was because I asked if he's read them all and how could he have as some of them were brand new and then I took a couple of the shelves to eye them closely. Charley invasion. Honestly, can't keep my hands to myself. Nervous Charley is a disaster. Rah.
Gavin's not so bad as he is JUST as bad as me. God, I'm thinking about how I have to tell him that we can't do our presentation on the day he gave us and how we'd like an extension. I'll be all crazy no doubt.
Ive never spoken directly to Berry. Let's hope I never embarrass myself infront of him too.
Sigh.
Latin and then more conference.
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