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dad's 50th is in the holidays. i told them to have a 1969 winter olympics party. but neither parent was too keen. i thought it was a good idea, because they wanted to have the party outside but were scared it would be to cold for everyone. hello! WINTER COSTUMING!
but they chickened out, sent out no-theme invites for a stinking dinner party. i had planned karaoke, drinking games, EVERYTHING! i guess not every party is a college party. bet dad wished he went to college though. he would've loved it. should've had a college themed party.
more study. getting through it. it's actually really good at college in study periods because everyone is all settled down, not noisy, and all very kind and heplful to each other (except jacqie the other fresher rep! WHAT A DOG SHE'S SUDDENLY BECOME! but that's another story), and we all get together in little study groups to bounce info off each other so we can rememebr it better. hidden agendas for these study groups also include:
-- working out who you are smarter than
-- deciphering who is the biggest stress head
-- realising who actually dsoesnt give a shit and has actually done no work, as opposed to everyone who says that
-- feeling good in comparison to the work that others have done
and then there are the alturistic motives of helping others through hard times, which nobody would believe if i seriously put it on that list.
but it's good. everyone gets behind one another, and there's a big group comradery atmosphere. generally people dont do their hair or get out of their pyjamas and we get a special afternoon tea at 3 oclock everyday.
it's nice. a good place to be.
the only thing that is really stopping me is the FUCKING INTERNET. jane across the road ran out of internet credit so she is fine, but i've been throwing paper into bins, checking out cuteoverload.com, livejournal, deviantart (remember deviantart!? i had totally forgotten about it!), hotmail, uni mail, netbank account, soccer scores, movie reviews, ANYTHING except philosociolenglish.
tomorrow is my first exam (!) and i feel really prepared. just a little more work to do. exam isnt until 3pm. bad thing is i KNOW i will feel like going for drinks after it, but i really cant. im starting to really really miss alcohol. like really. i think it misses me too.
friday i have sociology. thursday will be mega study for that because it's bog and i need to get a pretty good mark because i did the last assessment in 4 hours and barely passed. then the next monday, a 1 hour english exam which wont be too hard at all. PIECE A PISS GUYS!!
exams are boring for livejournal.
freakishly large bird just landed right on my windowsill FOR THE SECOND TIME (since ive lived here- not really that often but more frequent than my preferred number of times - 0).
HATE BIRDS.
but they chickened out, sent out no-theme invites for a stinking dinner party. i had planned karaoke, drinking games, EVERYTHING! i guess not every party is a college party. bet dad wished he went to college though. he would've loved it. should've had a college themed party.
more study. getting through it. it's actually really good at college in study periods because everyone is all settled down, not noisy, and all very kind and heplful to each other (except jacqie the other fresher rep! WHAT A DOG SHE'S SUDDENLY BECOME! but that's another story), and we all get together in little study groups to bounce info off each other so we can rememebr it better. hidden agendas for these study groups also include:
-- working out who you are smarter than
-- deciphering who is the biggest stress head
-- realising who actually dsoesnt give a shit and has actually done no work, as opposed to everyone who says that
-- feeling good in comparison to the work that others have done
and then there are the alturistic motives of helping others through hard times, which nobody would believe if i seriously put it on that list.
but it's good. everyone gets behind one another, and there's a big group comradery atmosphere. generally people dont do their hair or get out of their pyjamas and we get a special afternoon tea at 3 oclock everyday.
it's nice. a good place to be.
the only thing that is really stopping me is the FUCKING INTERNET. jane across the road ran out of internet credit so she is fine, but i've been throwing paper into bins, checking out cuteoverload.com, livejournal, deviantart (remember deviantart!? i had totally forgotten about it!), hotmail, uni mail, netbank account, soccer scores, movie reviews, ANYTHING except philosociolenglish.
tomorrow is my first exam (!) and i feel really prepared. just a little more work to do. exam isnt until 3pm. bad thing is i KNOW i will feel like going for drinks after it, but i really cant. im starting to really really miss alcohol. like really. i think it misses me too.
friday i have sociology. thursday will be mega study for that because it's bog and i need to get a pretty good mark because i did the last assessment in 4 hours and barely passed. then the next monday, a 1 hour english exam which wont be too hard at all. PIECE A PISS GUYS!!
exams are boring for livejournal.
freakishly large bird just landed right on my windowsill FOR THE SECOND TIME (since ive lived here- not really that often but more frequent than my preferred number of times - 0).
HATE BIRDS.