sometimes i think i am out of my league & then sometimes i think i can dream
Urgh. Trying to fix layout. LJ officially a pain in the ass. Am currently sick with some derivative of the plague. Thought I was getting better. Am fool. Feel no better. May feel worse.
Appear to be writing a la Bridget Jones' Diary. Would like to stop.
Not happy right now. All my friends are off seeing Watchmen, and I am not because I am ill and had other commitments this afternoon. I suspect it was these commitments which have tired me out and led to a resurgence in disease of doom. I am also supposed to be going in to town tomorrow, and possibly missing my history lecture, to help film debating videos. I totally need my sick self and my annoying voice immortalised on film. Oh joy. Thankfully my stalker was absent from proceedings today. I was grateful, because I probably would have actually smacked him for looking at me.
His friend, however, gave me a look when I walked in. He looked somewhat amused, for some reason. I almost suspect he whipped out his phone and immediately sent a 'lol, guess who's here' message to my stalker. This is merely a suspicion though. His friend seems to find me inordinately amusing. There is no possible inoffensive reason for this, unless he thinks I am way out of my stalker's league, in which case he has my eternal gratitude.
I was going to give a long uni update at some point, but I guess I can be succinct. My Classics lecturer is a champion, the Renaissance is fun, I can't decide between the Ottoman Turks and the French Revolution, Foundations of Law is boring, Torts is a bit of a headfuck but quite interesting, the UBC rocks, Japanese lessons are excellently good fun, hot boys doing 3D graphic design are lovely, Lady Gaga as a ring tone is not necessarily a good idea, adjudicator test videos from 1992 are hilarious, red is the new red, if you wanna I might and food is too expensive.
*takes a breath*
I will actually update properly at some point. Once I've fixed my layout. And when my head stops hurting and my glands are less swollen.
Oh, and one of my friends finds it emasculating that I read faster than him. He's paranoid, y/y?
Appear to be writing a la Bridget Jones' Diary. Would like to stop.
Not happy right now. All my friends are off seeing Watchmen, and I am not because I am ill and had other commitments this afternoon. I suspect it was these commitments which have tired me out and led to a resurgence in disease of doom. I am also supposed to be going in to town tomorrow, and possibly missing my history lecture, to help film debating videos. I totally need my sick self and my annoying voice immortalised on film. Oh joy. Thankfully my stalker was absent from proceedings today. I was grateful, because I probably would have actually smacked him for looking at me.
His friend, however, gave me a look when I walked in. He looked somewhat amused, for some reason. I almost suspect he whipped out his phone and immediately sent a 'lol, guess who's here' message to my stalker. This is merely a suspicion though. His friend seems to find me inordinately amusing. There is no possible inoffensive reason for this, unless he thinks I am way out of my stalker's league, in which case he has my eternal gratitude.
I was going to give a long uni update at some point, but I guess I can be succinct. My Classics lecturer is a champion, the Renaissance is fun, I can't decide between the Ottoman Turks and the French Revolution, Foundations of Law is boring, Torts is a bit of a headfuck but quite interesting, the UBC rocks, Japanese lessons are excellently good fun, hot boys doing 3D graphic design are lovely, Lady Gaga as a ring tone is not necessarily a good idea, adjudicator test videos from 1992 are hilarious, red is the new red, if you wanna I might and food is too expensive.
*takes a breath*
I will actually update properly at some point. Once I've fixed my layout. And when my head stops hurting and my glands are less swollen.
Oh, and one of my friends finds it emasculating that I read faster than him. He's paranoid, y/y?