Gutted
Yes I'm still here. It's late and Im still awake (sounds like old times). Life in halls seems to be going pretty well (that riot has just left the area). Flatmates are decent and quiet. I'm in one of those horrendous nostalgic moods (reflection is not the best at 2:30 in the morning). So I'm looking up profiles on various websites of people I used to know a long long time ago, well it seems like a long time ago. It's very strange to think I once knew all these people! Half of them will probably hate me forever. The internet here is so tempermental and MSN just refuses to work most of the time, but has no problem with letting me see whose online. That Strathclyde Firewall is teasing me.