10 months...
I think I'm mostly just keeping the number of month-thing out of habit now...it's useful, in a way, keeps track of how many of these I've made, and generally keeps track of time. Heh. Can barely believe it's been 10 months since I returned to the real world. And quite a world it's been. *muses*
As per always, I have absolutely nothing intelligent to say, and besides I don't know if this is the forum to say it. Me and Livejournal have a rather ambivalent relationship, really. But enough of that. I s'pose I'll just try to recap the haps...
Uhms. Since last month, not much has happened. Wrote an essay, wrote three exams, started a bunch of new courses (Post-Colonial Literature, anyone?), still need to write another essay aand...that's pretty much it. See, the problem with once-a-month updates is that all the little petty details of everyday life don't really need to get written down. It's like...BIG STUFF, not small stuff, which make these horribly ambigious (that's the second word I've used so far starting with "amb").
Ambulance.
Anyway, other haps? Father's day is coming up, going to buy a water-boiler-thing ('s also his baffday), if I can find one under like 25 euroes >_< (yes, my economic situation is not any better). Also Christmas is coming up, which I've just quite arbitrarily decided I'm not going to worry about. Maybe I'll bake cookies. If I can bake cookies by then. Wow...that's an amazingly unmanly thing to say, innit? Hah.
Speaking of, I've made more real food, and I feel quite a lot more confident in my food-making skillz. I even made food entirely sans any recipe, just kind of...made...it...and it turned out excellently good. Soo...maybe I'm not entirely hopeless! This is good.
Ahm ahm ahm...what else? Well, the rest is mostly just personal stuff I shan't bug this poor journal with (yesyes, future self, but your alzheimer's is YOUR OWN FAULT), except to say that w00t, she'll meet my mother this friday (maybe!).
Arrrrgh...linguistics IS MURDER for the BRAIN. Aaaachhhhzzhhhssshh...*fizzles off*
I need food.
Maybe I'll make some.
O.o
As per always, I have absolutely nothing intelligent to say, and besides I don't know if this is the forum to say it. Me and Livejournal have a rather ambivalent relationship, really. But enough of that. I s'pose I'll just try to recap the haps...
Uhms. Since last month, not much has happened. Wrote an essay, wrote three exams, started a bunch of new courses (Post-Colonial Literature, anyone?), still need to write another essay aand...that's pretty much it. See, the problem with once-a-month updates is that all the little petty details of everyday life don't really need to get written down. It's like...BIG STUFF, not small stuff, which make these horribly ambigious (that's the second word I've used so far starting with "amb").
Ambulance.
Anyway, other haps? Father's day is coming up, going to buy a water-boiler-thing ('s also his baffday), if I can find one under like 25 euroes >_< (yes, my economic situation is not any better). Also Christmas is coming up, which I've just quite arbitrarily decided I'm not going to worry about. Maybe I'll bake cookies. If I can bake cookies by then. Wow...that's an amazingly unmanly thing to say, innit? Hah.
Speaking of, I've made more real food, and I feel quite a lot more confident in my food-making skillz. I even made food entirely sans any recipe, just kind of...made...it...and it turned out excellently good. Soo...maybe I'm not entirely hopeless! This is good.
Ahm ahm ahm...what else? Well, the rest is mostly just personal stuff I shan't bug this poor journal with (yesyes, future self, but your alzheimer's is YOUR OWN FAULT), except to say that w00t, she'll meet my mother this friday (maybe!).
Arrrrgh...linguistics IS MURDER for the BRAIN. Aaaachhhhzzhhhssshh...*fizzles off*
I need food.
Maybe I'll make some.
O.o