Comrades...

Feb 23, 2006 22:43

So...the Barton interview went well. It was very informal: no handshake, which I had been practising with Becca in tutor, and the woman didn't even look at my progress folder, which I had arranged in chronological order (very Monica-esque I know, Ashy did it too!). She said that my grades were fine, but as I don't take ICT, I will have to do a Level 2 ICT course (nooooooo), along with my other courses. Jeez. They must know that I am scared of computers. FIENDS.
Anyways...I have SO much work to do, if Child Development and Art coursework aren't enough, the bar stewards have set us all a Maths exam next week. GA-REAT. We all know that Maths is my worst subject...Christ. Jeez, (blasphemy much?) then we have modules. Freaking modules. Are they trying to kill us? (I think so my feathered friends).
But OH MY SHOE, that video Liv sent me of Tyson and Chris...GAHAHAHHAHA *jaw droppage* They are actual love. I think we all know why Mike and Nick missed that flight. Oh yeahhhh, they weren't wasted babeh, they were having HAWT SHMEX. Now that's what I'm talking about. I'm such a pervy fangirl, but I really don't care. Hehheheeh *drools*. That cheered me up nicely. Nothing like AAR slash to put a smile on a girl's face. I won't lie.

Laters. XD

(P.S That Commie fiasco was hilare today by the way...Such rebels. Or not)
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