Modes of fucking reading essay
Its friggin hot outside. Its a really beautiful day and all i feel like doing is chilling with friends by a pool, lounging around on the grass with Brian or going for a brisk walk or shoppping in leamington spa-just anywhere besides my room and in front of my computer!! But thats where i am forced to remain in order to complete this darn 3500 word essay for Modes of reading-one of my many boring lit modules. To top it off, its worth 50% of the module...yes 50%! So i cannot afford to waffle and use jibberish to fill up the word count.
On the brighter side of life...my cousin Mitz and her folks came to warwick today for the open day. I showed them around campus a bit, ate bar food up in Rootes social and brought them back to good old Cryfield 1 in my room. They gave me some indian souvary snacks and quality street chocolates-yum! Quality brain food for me to plough my way through as i struggle through this essay. Mitz's visit paid as a nice distraction for me to go outside and inhale the tremendous amount of life and love spreading all over campus.Speaking of distraction, i have been hooked to msn instead of concentrating on my essay and Andy and i had a bit of a chat about Cryfield one people-politics. Who would've known bitching with a guy could be so much fun?
Moving on...i couldn't help but notice that the piazza has never been so busy and packed with colourful people-and erm...17 year old a-level students who like me(a year ago) are now despaerate to come to my sanctuary that is the fine Warwick University. Boy i have never sounded so proud...and its great!
Anyways i'd like to remind myself and the viewers of this wonderful piece of typed mumbo jumbo is offficially my 1st live journal entry. Hers a toast for many more outbursts of angsy sarcasm and light hearted waffle!!
On the brighter side of life...my cousin Mitz and her folks came to warwick today for the open day. I showed them around campus a bit, ate bar food up in Rootes social and brought them back to good old Cryfield 1 in my room. They gave me some indian souvary snacks and quality street chocolates-yum! Quality brain food for me to plough my way through as i struggle through this essay. Mitz's visit paid as a nice distraction for me to go outside and inhale the tremendous amount of life and love spreading all over campus.Speaking of distraction, i have been hooked to msn instead of concentrating on my essay and Andy and i had a bit of a chat about Cryfield one people-politics. Who would've known bitching with a guy could be so much fun?
Moving on...i couldn't help but notice that the piazza has never been so busy and packed with colourful people-and erm...17 year old a-level students who like me(a year ago) are now despaerate to come to my sanctuary that is the fine Warwick University. Boy i have never sounded so proud...and its great!
Anyways i'd like to remind myself and the viewers of this wonderful piece of typed mumbo jumbo is offficially my 1st live journal entry. Hers a toast for many more outbursts of angsy sarcasm and light hearted waffle!!