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Can I firstly direct everyone to Zarina's post on how people should sometimes just SUCK IT
And secondly:
Hello.
Yeah, wooh.. two posts from me in err... less than a month, aye? What more can you ask?!?
I really should carry my laptop around... sometimes I have the most amazing thoughts come into my head that would make sensational posts... of the sort I used to once upon a time come out with on cue, but now... largely because I've learned to not bitch like a little girl.. can't find myself being able to do that easily. Usually, this happens right after sex though... so it's not like I'm gonna cum, pull out, and whip out my laptop and start talking about how Middle Eastern Foreign Policy pisses me the fuck off. I do promise I will write something constructive though... it's almost there I can almost feel it...
Other than that, London is quite quiet at the momment... I'm the only one left in the center (Spring semester ended, and all the other AYA'ers went home meanwhile my mom comes up in a week, so I've to stay put. It's cool though, been spending some time with my friend Brendan)
OH. Brendan. He's such a nice guy, I've been talking to him since November-esque and he's fluent in British Sign Language (I'm ok at the American persuasion of Sign). Went out with him to G-A-Y Late after hanging out with Mindy and my RA, Alysia, at Goslett Yard and hung out with him and like 10 of his deaf friends... at a club... watching them having fun dancing to music they couldnt hear was a serious dose of culture, let me tell you, and I'd not had that much fun in wooh... eons. If I've been alive for an eon even. Anyway, that night he stayed with me and we spooned in our underwear (insert giggle here) but didnt kiss or anything even though for split seconds every other minute I really wanted to just peck him on his neck... but he's hellbent on being faithful to his boyfriend, so fuck it... then I went over last night and we watched The Faculty -- which was fucking horrendous. Boooo why are the men I like so fucking impossible.
BSL is funny.
Jemma professed her undying love for me earlier when she told me she'd come visit me while enroute to see another man. It's cool though, lord knows we can all use another man every so often.
And I've consumed waaaay too much nutella today.
So I edited this post to put some pictures in. I took these last semester, the first is of Parliament and Big ben as taken from the south bank of the Thames River right past the wobbly Jubilee Bridge, on the Jubilee walkway. The second is one of the lions aside the column by which you enter Parliament through the Queens entrance. Yeah. Fun.
Mmm... going to go search for Tallahasseeans.
I still can't believe I havent been to FSU, and I just technically became a sophomore off them. Blimey.
JEMMA. Come to me!
The end.
And secondly:
Hello.
Yeah, wooh.. two posts from me in err... less than a month, aye? What more can you ask?!?
I really should carry my laptop around... sometimes I have the most amazing thoughts come into my head that would make sensational posts... of the sort I used to once upon a time come out with on cue, but now... largely because I've learned to not bitch like a little girl.. can't find myself being able to do that easily. Usually, this happens right after sex though... so it's not like I'm gonna cum, pull out, and whip out my laptop and start talking about how Middle Eastern Foreign Policy pisses me the fuck off. I do promise I will write something constructive though... it's almost there I can almost feel it...
Other than that, London is quite quiet at the momment... I'm the only one left in the center (Spring semester ended, and all the other AYA'ers went home meanwhile my mom comes up in a week, so I've to stay put. It's cool though, been spending some time with my friend Brendan)
OH. Brendan. He's such a nice guy, I've been talking to him since November-esque and he's fluent in British Sign Language (I'm ok at the American persuasion of Sign). Went out with him to G-A-Y Late after hanging out with Mindy and my RA, Alysia, at Goslett Yard and hung out with him and like 10 of his deaf friends... at a club... watching them having fun dancing to music they couldnt hear was a serious dose of culture, let me tell you, and I'd not had that much fun in wooh... eons. If I've been alive for an eon even. Anyway, that night he stayed with me and we spooned in our underwear (insert giggle here) but didnt kiss or anything even though for split seconds every other minute I really wanted to just peck him on his neck... but he's hellbent on being faithful to his boyfriend, so fuck it... then I went over last night and we watched The Faculty -- which was fucking horrendous. Boooo why are the men I like so fucking impossible.
BSL is funny.
Jemma professed her undying love for me earlier when she told me she'd come visit me while enroute to see another man. It's cool though, lord knows we can all use another man every so often.
And I've consumed waaaay too much nutella today.
So I edited this post to put some pictures in. I took these last semester, the first is of Parliament and Big ben as taken from the south bank of the Thames River right past the wobbly Jubilee Bridge, on the Jubilee walkway. The second is one of the lions aside the column by which you enter Parliament through the Queens entrance. Yeah. Fun.
Mmm... going to go search for Tallahasseeans.
I still can't believe I havent been to FSU, and I just technically became a sophomore off them. Blimey.
JEMMA. Come to me!
The end.