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So, that's a semester over. Sort of. No more lectures / workshops until January or possibly February... I now have to go into the slow and bothersome task of editing, revising and generally gnarling my coursework until the 11th when 75% of it has to be handed in. I thought about getting it all done by then, but thanks to my tendency to put things off and the fact that I haven't even STARTED my commentary for prose (which isn't in until the 17th), that plan may not work.
Christmas shopping is going... okay. I have presents for all my siblings and close friends. But I'm still stuck on my parents. Matt and I are going to go into Liverpool next Wednesday (partly to hand in my work, but mostly) to buy stuff for them. Hrmm.
I'm thinking of picking up some Christmas cards on Saturday. Anyone want on? If so, e-mail me your address. Even if I've sent you one before, I may have forgotten it! D:
Joel.Cornah@Gmail.com
Still feeling slightly ill at the moment. It's this damned cold. I wouldn't mind if it would SNOW! Then it would at least look super cool (no pun intended). ;_;
Guurwww... I think Mersyrail trains make me feel even more ill. They're not very nice and they are generally frequented by 1. fat business people who insist on sitting next to me a either crushing me against the window or pushing me off the chair, 2. skin-headed chavs who spit on things or 3. old people who laugh at nothing in particular and smell of whiskey.
So... This last semester I've complained a lot. Hell, over the last two years I seem to have complained more and more about university. It probably has something to do with almost everything they promised turning out to be wrong. If there's one thing I dislike it's people who lie. And especially when it's not just a 'could have been mistaken' or 'doesn't matter that much I suppose' misinformation, but when it's a blatant, fourteen story lie with a magnificent entrance hall, carpeting throughout and a huge sign on the roof saying "THIS IS A LARGE LIE!" Thank you, Blackadder.
Ah well...
Heroes is good at the moment. Only two more episodes left of this volume. 0_0
The Sarah Jane Adventures has also been good. The Brigadier returned! :D Now I'm waiting for references to Benton and Yates... Or Harry Sullevan?
Christmas shopping is going... okay. I have presents for all my siblings and close friends. But I'm still stuck on my parents. Matt and I are going to go into Liverpool next Wednesday (partly to hand in my work, but mostly) to buy stuff for them. Hrmm.
I'm thinking of picking up some Christmas cards on Saturday. Anyone want on? If so, e-mail me your address. Even if I've sent you one before, I may have forgotten it! D:
Joel.Cornah@Gmail.com
Still feeling slightly ill at the moment. It's this damned cold. I wouldn't mind if it would SNOW! Then it would at least look super cool (no pun intended). ;_;
Guurwww... I think Mersyrail trains make me feel even more ill. They're not very nice and they are generally frequented by 1. fat business people who insist on sitting next to me a either crushing me against the window or pushing me off the chair, 2. skin-headed chavs who spit on things or 3. old people who laugh at nothing in particular and smell of whiskey.
So... This last semester I've complained a lot. Hell, over the last two years I seem to have complained more and more about university. It probably has something to do with almost everything they promised turning out to be wrong. If there's one thing I dislike it's people who lie. And especially when it's not just a 'could have been mistaken' or 'doesn't matter that much I suppose' misinformation, but when it's a blatant, fourteen story lie with a magnificent entrance hall, carpeting throughout and a huge sign on the roof saying "THIS IS A LARGE LIE!" Thank you, Blackadder.
Ah well...
Heroes is good at the moment. Only two more episodes left of this volume. 0_0
The Sarah Jane Adventures has also been good. The Brigadier returned! :D Now I'm waiting for references to Benton and Yates... Or Harry Sullevan?