Last Exam
My last exam is on Thursday. It is on The Romantics. I am not going to do so well. Blast.
In other news, Rhys left on Tuesday, and he may or may not be coming back next year, which is terribly depressing and I will miss him. He was a good buddy. And Will is leaving soon, if he isn't already gone yet. Shit. I need to check over there and find out so I can say good-bye, because Will is definitely not coming back next year. Third years, don't leave!
People who are back though include all the second years I know and most of the first years, so that's good. Adam is staying on to do a MPhil, and I think Big John said he was here next year, too. Oh, and Rich and Johnny are leaving tomorrow, but I doubt I'll get to say good-bye, but I'll see them next year. Ah, Johnny is a funny kid, he kept signing that 'Jenny don't be hasty' song, but he didn't remember the lyrics correctly, and Rich was like, 'No, its "I'll treat you like a lady," not "like a baby!"' Good kids, those two. Though I think they're probably my age or older. Most people are.
Another fire alarm today. Corridor 6, so not us, so 'twas good. Had another exam today- 20th C. USA, and poor Liz, she thinks she failed the second question she did because she only revised for JFK, LBJ and Nixon, and there was only one question on the exam out of those three, and for the second question she tried to remember an essay she did on Reagan last year, but said she was just making stuff up.
Another spider today. In the kitchen, so I sprayed it til it died in a pool of chemical cleaner. St. Tom said it was harsh, that I sprayed it to death with napalm. He chucked it all outside for me, though, so I am quite happy about that. Did I tell you that on Sunday morning I had a huge spider in my bathroom? I also drowned it with chemical cleaner, but I haven't worked up the nerve to dispose of it yet. I probably won't because I leave on Monday, so its only there for a few more days, and its sort of hidden so I can't see it. But, yeah, ahhh! I hate big spiders. I hate spiders in general, regardless of size. I don't discriminate against the spiders I hate.
Got drunk on Saturday night, it was, er, an interesting night. The last night out with Rhys, so twas rather sad, but I was drunk anyhow. Danced a bit, danced a song with Silent Bob because I was like, 'I love this song!' and he was 'Well go dance then,' and he kindly pushed me to the dance floor, and he was just going to watch or something, which I thought was weird and a little creepy, so I made him dance with me. Some rugby girl shit happened. Hung out with Steph and Laura and Rich and Johnny for a while, and Adam and Nicky thought that when I was going up to Steph's room with Rich and Johnny, that they were up to something naughty, and apparently Nicky and Adam went looking for me afterwards to try and save me, but then I told them that the boys are together and we're all friends and that we just talked in Steph's room.
Wow, this is a long post. I haven't posted this much in ages.
So that's what has been happening here. Rivising, as they call studying here, though you can say studying for they use that, too. Exams are fun! Well, that's not entirely true, but its nice just to sit and write for two hours and then you're done. I just hope I pass well enough, exams are worth 70% you know, and my essays weren't spectacular. Except I guess a few of them were, because I was just reading what Martin wrote for my Writing and the Working Class essays, and he said they were pretty good and that I have 'exceptional prose' writing. And Bryn always gave me high marks, but I hear he gives everyone pretty good marks anyways.
Righty-o, I will go and revise some more now, now that I just spent, like, 2 hours in the kitchen with Nat, St. Tom, Nat's Tom, Beanie (Beany?), Nicky and Adam (though not with everyone the entire time). Nighty-night.
In other news, Rhys left on Tuesday, and he may or may not be coming back next year, which is terribly depressing and I will miss him. He was a good buddy. And Will is leaving soon, if he isn't already gone yet. Shit. I need to check over there and find out so I can say good-bye, because Will is definitely not coming back next year. Third years, don't leave!
People who are back though include all the second years I know and most of the first years, so that's good. Adam is staying on to do a MPhil, and I think Big John said he was here next year, too. Oh, and Rich and Johnny are leaving tomorrow, but I doubt I'll get to say good-bye, but I'll see them next year. Ah, Johnny is a funny kid, he kept signing that 'Jenny don't be hasty' song, but he didn't remember the lyrics correctly, and Rich was like, 'No, its "I'll treat you like a lady," not "like a baby!"' Good kids, those two. Though I think they're probably my age or older. Most people are.
Another fire alarm today. Corridor 6, so not us, so 'twas good. Had another exam today- 20th C. USA, and poor Liz, she thinks she failed the second question she did because she only revised for JFK, LBJ and Nixon, and there was only one question on the exam out of those three, and for the second question she tried to remember an essay she did on Reagan last year, but said she was just making stuff up.
Another spider today. In the kitchen, so I sprayed it til it died in a pool of chemical cleaner. St. Tom said it was harsh, that I sprayed it to death with napalm. He chucked it all outside for me, though, so I am quite happy about that. Did I tell you that on Sunday morning I had a huge spider in my bathroom? I also drowned it with chemical cleaner, but I haven't worked up the nerve to dispose of it yet. I probably won't because I leave on Monday, so its only there for a few more days, and its sort of hidden so I can't see it. But, yeah, ahhh! I hate big spiders. I hate spiders in general, regardless of size. I don't discriminate against the spiders I hate.
Got drunk on Saturday night, it was, er, an interesting night. The last night out with Rhys, so twas rather sad, but I was drunk anyhow. Danced a bit, danced a song with Silent Bob because I was like, 'I love this song!' and he was 'Well go dance then,' and he kindly pushed me to the dance floor, and he was just going to watch or something, which I thought was weird and a little creepy, so I made him dance with me. Some rugby girl shit happened. Hung out with Steph and Laura and Rich and Johnny for a while, and Adam and Nicky thought that when I was going up to Steph's room with Rich and Johnny, that they were up to something naughty, and apparently Nicky and Adam went looking for me afterwards to try and save me, but then I told them that the boys are together and we're all friends and that we just talked in Steph's room.
Wow, this is a long post. I haven't posted this much in ages.
So that's what has been happening here. Rivising, as they call studying here, though you can say studying for they use that, too. Exams are fun! Well, that's not entirely true, but its nice just to sit and write for two hours and then you're done. I just hope I pass well enough, exams are worth 70% you know, and my essays weren't spectacular. Except I guess a few of them were, because I was just reading what Martin wrote for my Writing and the Working Class essays, and he said they were pretty good and that I have 'exceptional prose' writing. And Bryn always gave me high marks, but I hear he gives everyone pretty good marks anyways.
Righty-o, I will go and revise some more now, now that I just spent, like, 2 hours in the kitchen with Nat, St. Tom, Nat's Tom, Beanie (Beany?), Nicky and Adam (though not with everyone the entire time). Nighty-night.