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why does life have to be so very... up and down. freakishly good things intermingled with the almost unbearably hard, at times it feels uncomprehandable.
so after all the nonsense last week, i went out on friday with stewie and brother dan for some curry and drinkies, and i inevitably got hammered. i didn't mean to get so drunk that we had to go home at half nine, but i'm afraid i did. i was terribly drunk during dinner, and sat laughing quietly to myself, i was having a great time.
saturday morning, i wanted to get home early to do my essay. my car was making really really bad noises, and i thought 'hmm that's coming from the back'. i nudged the exhaust, and it wobbled - i don't think it's supposed to do that. we get free call outs from the RAC, so the guy came, and the back and middle end of of the exhaust came off in his hand. kwik fit didn't accept my card, and stew paid £71 for a new one, cuz he's amazing.
yesterday, my two hour lecture got cancelled, and so i thought 'kick ass, i'm gonna go down town and hang out and walk in the rain'. whilst doing this, i walked past ross noble and his wife in canterbury high street. i proceeded to go into shock for about 20 minutes, i was so happy, it was like, the most amazing thing ever. he was wearing a flat cap to hide all his hair =o) then i came home and had no work to do cuz i'd handed in my essay that morning, so i watched his dvd.
i came home to an email from my landlord saying he's coming round on wednesday with people who want our house next year. this is rubbish.
today, aby spoke to her mum, and she said she will pay for her to stay in our house next year if her dad can't, and so we can all stay together, and for a couple of hours we were all amazingly happy.
we spoke to kate today. she's in york with her boyfriend - i thought she was going home so her mum could look after and she could go to hospital, but oh well. she doesn't even know if she's coming back after christmas, she's planning to pay her rent here, and get a room in halls. how the hell she can afford that i don't know. we rang her tonight to tell her that our landlord isn't going to reserve the house for us unless she stays - she was in the pub. she doesn't care. and she's to ill to sit in lectures three times a week? we need someone who wants to live in canterbury next year, like now, or we're fucked.
we went to the pet shop next to the supermarket. i want a guinea pig. failing that, a hamster.
so after all the nonsense last week, i went out on friday with stewie and brother dan for some curry and drinkies, and i inevitably got hammered. i didn't mean to get so drunk that we had to go home at half nine, but i'm afraid i did. i was terribly drunk during dinner, and sat laughing quietly to myself, i was having a great time.
saturday morning, i wanted to get home early to do my essay. my car was making really really bad noises, and i thought 'hmm that's coming from the back'. i nudged the exhaust, and it wobbled - i don't think it's supposed to do that. we get free call outs from the RAC, so the guy came, and the back and middle end of of the exhaust came off in his hand. kwik fit didn't accept my card, and stew paid £71 for a new one, cuz he's amazing.
yesterday, my two hour lecture got cancelled, and so i thought 'kick ass, i'm gonna go down town and hang out and walk in the rain'. whilst doing this, i walked past ross noble and his wife in canterbury high street. i proceeded to go into shock for about 20 minutes, i was so happy, it was like, the most amazing thing ever. he was wearing a flat cap to hide all his hair =o) then i came home and had no work to do cuz i'd handed in my essay that morning, so i watched his dvd.
i came home to an email from my landlord saying he's coming round on wednesday with people who want our house next year. this is rubbish.
today, aby spoke to her mum, and she said she will pay for her to stay in our house next year if her dad can't, and so we can all stay together, and for a couple of hours we were all amazingly happy.
we spoke to kate today. she's in york with her boyfriend - i thought she was going home so her mum could look after and she could go to hospital, but oh well. she doesn't even know if she's coming back after christmas, she's planning to pay her rent here, and get a room in halls. how the hell she can afford that i don't know. we rang her tonight to tell her that our landlord isn't going to reserve the house for us unless she stays - she was in the pub. she doesn't care. and she's to ill to sit in lectures three times a week? we need someone who wants to live in canterbury next year, like now, or we're fucked.
we went to the pet shop next to the supermarket. i want a guinea pig. failing that, a hamster.