I don't know if I'll ever
On the bus today, the guy in front of my had "DO SOME WORK" emblazoned across his hand in blue pen. It made me smile.
After class I went shopping, because Sarah has just turned in two papers and wanted a day off, and I'll take any excuse to go shopping [geez, that's seems like all I do here if you just read my lj] and in the M&S bathrooms some lady just chatted away to me for about 5 minutes. "Och, come oan, hen, I'm bursting, Ah hate these places, they always smell. Is that another one o'er there?" Seriously, people here are so friendly [if that's the word you want to use, haha], they'll just talk to anyone.
Happy note: I just turned in my U.S. History paper, after spending the weekend in our hall's library with friends [yes, we DID actually get work done].
Sad note: Pictures from the dance studio just went up on facebook [costumes and run throughs of dances], and for some odd reason, I can't seem to stop crying.
Walking home from French the other day I decided that the Mayan calendar ends in 2012 because some dude just gave up. "Oh, bugger this for a lark," (because Mayans are obviously British in my head). "Right, I'm fed up, can't be bothered, does anyone else want a go?" And obviously no, no one wants "a go" because that's the crappiest job there is in the Mayan empire, aside from being a sacrificee. All of this probably could have been avoided if I had remembered my iPod.
So that's my life. Work, work, and more work. Hopefully once the term ends I'll have more exciting news. Love always, Rhona
After class I went shopping, because Sarah has just turned in two papers and wanted a day off, and I'll take any excuse to go shopping [geez, that's seems like all I do here if you just read my lj] and in the M&S bathrooms some lady just chatted away to me for about 5 minutes. "Och, come oan, hen, I'm bursting, Ah hate these places, they always smell. Is that another one o'er there?" Seriously, people here are so friendly [if that's the word you want to use, haha], they'll just talk to anyone.
Happy note: I just turned in my U.S. History paper, after spending the weekend in our hall's library with friends [yes, we DID actually get work done].
Sad note: Pictures from the dance studio just went up on facebook [costumes and run throughs of dances], and for some odd reason, I can't seem to stop crying.
Walking home from French the other day I decided that the Mayan calendar ends in 2012 because some dude just gave up. "Oh, bugger this for a lark," (because Mayans are obviously British in my head). "Right, I'm fed up, can't be bothered, does anyone else want a go?" And obviously no, no one wants "a go" because that's the crappiest job there is in the Mayan empire, aside from being a sacrificee. All of this probably could have been avoided if I had remembered my iPod.
So that's my life. Work, work, and more work. Hopefully once the term ends I'll have more exciting news. Love always, Rhona