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Ohhh. LIVEjournal, that old thing!
Sorry about the last post. Well, not really that sorry. It seemed like an important thing to tell you about at the time.
I'm appreciating my last few days of laze before I start a new chapter in my academic career. I'd be more excited about it if I knew what the hell I'd be doing but I suppose all will become clear. I get money in october apparently. I'm a little concerned that my brain has turned into cheese over the summer. Working in the library was not UNstimulatng (sometimes) but didn't really use the bits of brain that get used for hard sums. I tried to make a proper effort at revising the course my supervisor said was relevant yesterday but it was awfully boring so I cleaned the house instead. I bet you won't find me cleaning the house next week. Oh no.
I could do with finding and re-finding some friends. Any volunteers? That all requires effort. Tut.
I'm liking the driving, hopefully I'll be all drivey by Christmas and then I never havee to get a fucking train ever again. Fucking trains. And I can go and visit my long-distant friendlies whenever I want, within reason. Although that will only happen if Dad finds the paper part of my provisional driving license which must be somwhere in an important pile of papers. Somewhere.
Today will be used for useful things like showering, writing in Livejournal, going to my first postgrad related thing (a welcome by the dean of something containing IMPORTANT information I will need for my studies in St Andrews - come on, if it was that important you'd e-mail it to me!), paying whitby deposit, giving in ID to maths so that I can be disclosed and can tutor little bastards, and maybe some excercise. And playing bach with Georgina. And maybe dusting.
Sorry about the last post. Well, not really that sorry. It seemed like an important thing to tell you about at the time.
I'm appreciating my last few days of laze before I start a new chapter in my academic career. I'd be more excited about it if I knew what the hell I'd be doing but I suppose all will become clear. I get money in october apparently. I'm a little concerned that my brain has turned into cheese over the summer. Working in the library was not UNstimulatng (sometimes) but didn't really use the bits of brain that get used for hard sums. I tried to make a proper effort at revising the course my supervisor said was relevant yesterday but it was awfully boring so I cleaned the house instead. I bet you won't find me cleaning the house next week. Oh no.
I could do with finding and re-finding some friends. Any volunteers? That all requires effort. Tut.
I'm liking the driving, hopefully I'll be all drivey by Christmas and then I never havee to get a fucking train ever again. Fucking trains. And I can go and visit my long-distant friendlies whenever I want, within reason. Although that will only happen if Dad finds the paper part of my provisional driving license which must be somwhere in an important pile of papers. Somewhere.
Today will be used for useful things like showering, writing in Livejournal, going to my first postgrad related thing (a welcome by the dean of something containing IMPORTANT information I will need for my studies in St Andrews - come on, if it was that important you'd e-mail it to me!), paying whitby deposit, giving in ID to maths so that I can be disclosed and can tutor little bastards, and maybe some excercise. And playing bach with Georgina. And maybe dusting.