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I haven't been updating 'cos most of you don't even have the Internet.
I still don't have a job, is shit. I can only borrow to be able afford to go to our summer ball. Not that i know if i'm definitely off, but i think so. Apparently am off shopping with Joanna on Saturday to see if there's anything cheap i can wear. I don't really fancy going shopping though, if i'm totally honest, it'll just make me feel sad 'cos of all the things that i can't afford. It's pretty bad how much you need money in order to be happy.
Pete news: he got a 2.1 and offered a job in Worcester (think i've spelt that right) and he's currently looking at houses to rent. He's seen one though, £400 a month including bills. How good is that?! Think it's furnished as well. He's going this weekend to see what it's like so maybe next weekend i'll be able to see too. And see this Worcester place, which i don't know anything about. Apparently, King John is buried in the cathedral there. On the Worcester tourist page it said "Come and see King John, the king who was alive when Robin Hood was" and that made me laugh. I did think i'd be visiting Leicester lots to see him, and in turn Hannah and Ben, but no...at the moment he's keeping me sane. I can't believe this Pete paragraph is longer than one about myself.
There are some chavs across the way and they continually play their music (dance shit) as loud AS. You can hear it from the front of the house and it's at the back! It's unbelievable. And you can't do anything about it cos otherwise they come round and do your cars in, like they did to our next door neighbours. Bloody chavs.
rah, pointless update
EDIT: OMG have spent the last ten minutes or so checking out the University of Worcester and their PGCE courses. Ahem...it's quite good actually, and they say 2:2...omg what's wrong with me?! Also looked at pictures of the city and it looks quite beautiful. Oh God. Please don't tell Pete. Am an insane girlfriend
I still don't have a job, is shit. I can only borrow to be able afford to go to our summer ball. Not that i know if i'm definitely off, but i think so. Apparently am off shopping with Joanna on Saturday to see if there's anything cheap i can wear. I don't really fancy going shopping though, if i'm totally honest, it'll just make me feel sad 'cos of all the things that i can't afford. It's pretty bad how much you need money in order to be happy.
Pete news: he got a 2.1 and offered a job in Worcester (think i've spelt that right) and he's currently looking at houses to rent. He's seen one though, £400 a month including bills. How good is that?! Think it's furnished as well. He's going this weekend to see what it's like so maybe next weekend i'll be able to see too. And see this Worcester place, which i don't know anything about. Apparently, King John is buried in the cathedral there. On the Worcester tourist page it said "Come and see King John, the king who was alive when Robin Hood was" and that made me laugh. I did think i'd be visiting Leicester lots to see him, and in turn Hannah and Ben, but no...at the moment he's keeping me sane. I can't believe this Pete paragraph is longer than one about myself.
There are some chavs across the way and they continually play their music (dance shit) as loud AS. You can hear it from the front of the house and it's at the back! It's unbelievable. And you can't do anything about it cos otherwise they come round and do your cars in, like they did to our next door neighbours. Bloody chavs.
rah, pointless update
EDIT: OMG have spent the last ten minutes or so checking out the University of Worcester and their PGCE courses. Ahem...it's quite good actually, and they say 2:2...omg what's wrong with me?! Also looked at pictures of the city and it looks quite beautiful. Oh God. Please don't tell Pete. Am an insane girlfriend