Holy Fuck!
The title would be more aptly named if I had put 'Ahhhh!' instead, but Holy Fuck! was more attention-grabbing, more dramatic.
#1 Holy Fuck Thing Today:
I got up early because I needed to finish reading the 100 page long epic bastard of a poem for my English class today. I really didn't want to get up, but I did.
#2: While sitting in said English class, I was looking out the windows and saw a guy coming out of the Old Building wearing a checkered towel and carrying a bottle of wine. He had a normal shirt on, but had a towel around his waist. No, it wasn't a kilt, kilts are much shorter and are all Tartan-y. Just walking around as if everything was normal. But this is Lampeter, and no one is normal; it is not safe for normal people.
#3: Checked out Bleak House for English next week. What's with all these freakishly long texts we have to read?!?!?! Bleak House is 886 pages long. I have until next Monday to finish it, and I still haven't finished Mansfield Park yet. Bad Jenn!
#4: WHY SO MUCH WORK?
#5: I saw one of my lecturers from last year walking hand-in-hand with a girl who couldn't be older than her very early twenties. Now, maybe it was his daughter or something, but 1.) he's in his late thirties/early forties, so she would have to have been born in his teens, and 2.) how many fathers hold their daughters hand when they're that old? Kinda creepy. It's not like lecturers make that much money or anything.
That's pretty much it. Oh, I found I can use Skype and my phone card to call people, so now I don't have to leave my room! Which is a bit sad because I should get out more. Oh well, monkeys.
#1 Holy Fuck Thing Today:
I got up early because I needed to finish reading the 100 page long epic bastard of a poem for my English class today. I really didn't want to get up, but I did.
#2: While sitting in said English class, I was looking out the windows and saw a guy coming out of the Old Building wearing a checkered towel and carrying a bottle of wine. He had a normal shirt on, but had a towel around his waist. No, it wasn't a kilt, kilts are much shorter and are all Tartan-y. Just walking around as if everything was normal. But this is Lampeter, and no one is normal; it is not safe for normal people.
#3: Checked out Bleak House for English next week. What's with all these freakishly long texts we have to read?!?!?! Bleak House is 886 pages long. I have until next Monday to finish it, and I still haven't finished Mansfield Park yet. Bad Jenn!
#4: WHY SO MUCH WORK?
#5: I saw one of my lecturers from last year walking hand-in-hand with a girl who couldn't be older than her very early twenties. Now, maybe it was his daughter or something, but 1.) he's in his late thirties/early forties, so she would have to have been born in his teens, and 2.) how many fathers hold their daughters hand when they're that old? Kinda creepy. It's not like lecturers make that much money or anything.
That's pretty much it. Oh, I found I can use Skype and my phone card to call people, so now I don't have to leave my room! Which is a bit sad because I should get out more. Oh well, monkeys.