bounce bounce bounce!!!
im gonna join a club at uni!!! i know this involves spending more time at uni then necessary but its gonna be more valuable than anything i could learn from other classes! Im joining the trampolining club!! The boast that they can teach you the important skill of bouncing on your head! i dont quite understand but i guess i will find out tomorrow :) yay!!
thats the first uni related thing ive been able to report on since i started back that hasnt been to do with roman catholic churches or philosophical aesthetics (which kinna intrest me but doesnt make for interesting reading) .....my mind is all concerned with being studious! so far so good :)
On tuesday there was a video night at jimble's where we watched a most excelent film 'Skinned Alive'. (We had seen a trailer for it on the 'Cheerleader Massacre' DVD a few weeks before.......says a lot about it already) It was a film of (wince free) butchery and carnage, (since the flesh they were cutting into was giving me marzipan cravings) kinna like bad taste without the dodgy New Zealander (is that how you spell it? ..it looks fundamentally wrong) accents. It had the best worst acting and the freakiest rednecks....it was a great in my opinion! oh dear im having marzipan cravings just thinking about the film....mmmmm......wait, i dont even like marzipan but i can appreciate its appeal.
nothing is gonna be the same after tomorrow.....after i have bounced on my head!! (omitting brain damage)
thats the first uni related thing ive been able to report on since i started back that hasnt been to do with roman catholic churches or philosophical aesthetics (which kinna intrest me but doesnt make for interesting reading) .....my mind is all concerned with being studious! so far so good :)
On tuesday there was a video night at jimble's where we watched a most excelent film 'Skinned Alive'. (We had seen a trailer for it on the 'Cheerleader Massacre' DVD a few weeks before.......says a lot about it already) It was a film of (wince free) butchery and carnage, (since the flesh they were cutting into was giving me marzipan cravings) kinna like bad taste without the dodgy New Zealander (is that how you spell it? ..it looks fundamentally wrong) accents. It had the best worst acting and the freakiest rednecks....it was a great in my opinion! oh dear im having marzipan cravings just thinking about the film....mmmmm......wait, i dont even like marzipan but i can appreciate its appeal.
nothing is gonna be the same after tomorrow.....after i have bounced on my head!! (omitting brain damage)