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I promised coloratura_diva that I'd update her about Tracey,so here it is. :) She's a lot better than I expected.I was anticipating a pasty,weak Tracey,but instead she was sitting up in bed chatting and laughing with her mum,Bex and Laura when me,Suzi and Becca got there.I gave her a big hug and told her I'd try to come up on Wednesday.She had an EVIL needle-thing in the crook of her elbow-type-area,it made me squeel in horror.She's gonna have a scan tomorrow to see if they can find the source of her pain,I hope it isn't too serious.I have a much better feeling about it now though.
Becca doesn't like lifts,so I dragged Suzi(who wanted to take a lift anyway) up 9 floors which had 2 sets of stairs between each floor so like...18 flights. o.0 Then we were told she'd been moved down 3 flights.Oh how my legs protested.We went at 3 after the first of double classics.Frances was very nice,she let us go and said that if we do some questions from a sheet she gave us,she'd mark us in for that lesson.Of course,I haven't found the time to do it. :(
I did do my history homework though.212 words on russian economy and why it wasn't ready for the first world war,woohoo exciting stuff! o.0
I feel a bit better after writing this entry.Oh,scary thing,I had my first encounter with a terrifying stranger at the bus-stop earlier(Note: for the end bit,please note the man was Indian.Also note,I heard him ask a lady where the bus to "the big tesco" was):
man:*says something*
me:sorry?
man:Do you know how much the cambrigde tour bus is?
me:*checks the lamp-post* er,it doesn't say,sorry.
man:you live in cambridge?
me:*assumes he knows where Bar hill is,as he is at the bar hill bus stop* yeah,in Bar Hill
man:cambridge then?
me:...yes.
him:ah,you don't need the cambridge tour bus then!
me:heh,no.
*silence for a while*
man:*turns to me* you study?
me:*is reminded of yahoo chat rooms* Yeah,i'm in one of the colleges
man:you're an archeologist?
me:...no,I go to one of the colleges,the sixth forms.
*silence for an even longer while*
man:*rambles*
me:*only heard the word "curdle"* Pardon?
man:*rambles again*
me:*also hears the word milk* Sorry,I really don't understand what you're saying.
man:*rambles about food*
me:...do you...want to know where a super-market is?....
man:*laughs and shups up*
innocent indian:*stands at bus-stop*
man:hello
I.I:hi
man:you are indian?
I.I:...yeah.
man:*stand up and shakes his hand and discusses something*
me:...*backs away a tiny bit*
bus:*appears*
man:see you!
me:*thinks wtf,I know you're also getting my bus you weirdo!* *doesn't respond*
So yeah. :D
Becca doesn't like lifts,so I dragged Suzi(who wanted to take a lift anyway) up 9 floors which had 2 sets of stairs between each floor so like...18 flights. o.0 Then we were told she'd been moved down 3 flights.Oh how my legs protested.We went at 3 after the first of double classics.Frances was very nice,she let us go and said that if we do some questions from a sheet she gave us,she'd mark us in for that lesson.Of course,I haven't found the time to do it. :(
I did do my history homework though.212 words on russian economy and why it wasn't ready for the first world war,woohoo exciting stuff! o.0
I feel a bit better after writing this entry.Oh,scary thing,I had my first encounter with a terrifying stranger at the bus-stop earlier(Note: for the end bit,please note the man was Indian.Also note,I heard him ask a lady where the bus to "the big tesco" was):
man:*says something*
me:sorry?
man:Do you know how much the cambrigde tour bus is?
me:*checks the lamp-post* er,it doesn't say,sorry.
man:you live in cambridge?
me:*assumes he knows where Bar hill is,as he is at the bar hill bus stop* yeah,in Bar Hill
man:cambridge then?
me:...yes.
him:ah,you don't need the cambridge tour bus then!
me:heh,no.
*silence for a while*
man:*turns to me* you study?
me:*is reminded of yahoo chat rooms* Yeah,i'm in one of the colleges
man:you're an archeologist?
me:...no,I go to one of the colleges,the sixth forms.
*silence for an even longer while*
man:*rambles*
me:*only heard the word "curdle"* Pardon?
man:*rambles again*
me:*also hears the word milk* Sorry,I really don't understand what you're saying.
man:*rambles about food*
me:...do you...want to know where a super-market is?....
man:*laughs and shups up*
innocent indian:*stands at bus-stop*
man:hello
I.I:hi
man:you are indian?
I.I:...yeah.
man:*stand up and shakes his hand and discusses something*
me:...*backs away a tiny bit*
bus:*appears*
man:see you!
me:*thinks wtf,I know you're also getting my bus you weirdo!* *doesn't respond*
So yeah. :D