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This really strange, i feel like im on a different planet. Well i suppose i am, even if it is only 10 minutes from my old one. Anyway, new house, new room and it appears i am to be licked into shape. This could be painful.
I was met this morning with a to do list (hurrah!), and an admonishment to get up earlier. Hmm well i expected this i suppose. So, straight to an hour of shovelling pebbles from the a pile onto the driveway. Now i know why i work at college, its to prevent me from ever having to go into a career involving manual labour. Not that i have anything against honest toil, just as long as someone else is doing it. Maybe its just that i am unfit, although my cousin Alex seemed equally exausted afterwards. He is getting paid to do it though, damn him. I knew i had lost all sanity when i looked at my list and rejoiced to see that i had a pile of ironing to do. Thats what manual labour does to you. I'm looking forward to college now, it easy compared to my list of jobs.
Anyway, This weekend was strange because i was cut off, the lack of internet began to wear on me today. I had things to say about friday night and saturday night, but i've forgotten most of them now. In summary, Friday night was brilliant, the best for a very long time, although that might have had something to do with the new air conditioning, which was heavenly. I danced insanely, had a long conversation with Rhys about how sexy Kelly is ( this is becoming an alarming habit), pulled some random who i cannot even remember now, Laughed at Emrys in a cloak scaring townies. Ah and the line of the night from Kelly herself, in response to our teasing her about her dislike of cheese- "well you can come home with me and eat my cheese if you want!" Justin had a field day.
Just as fittingly, Carmarthen on Saturday was shit. The pretensiousness of Natashas whole lifestyle still amuses me. I recall us lounging in her expensive, yet cottage-like kitchen, sipping cocktails while engaging in polite conversation. How terribly urbane it all was. It makes me wonder how she can reconcile this life with a rowdy night out in Carmarthen. It was rough too, one of the few times i went out when i felt unsafe almost the whole time. It wasnt really memorable appart from that though, we went to a club drank, i pulled some random ( i hope i didnt catch anything), then narrowly avoided getting a lift with a drunken Mathew Green. Oh the fun. It was even more amusing watching Rhodri attempt to race him back down to Llanelli. Still there was free drink and free food, so it was worth going.
It helped begin my whole new townie existence i suppose. I am forced to go and get some respectable clothes tomorrow and as much as i love my family they are townie to the core. Its rather isolating being here with them and limitted internet access. Rather ironically it seems that reading catch 22 is all that is keeping me sane( by the way i took the liberty of taking it off coralie since she wasnt reading it, hope you dont mind kaity.) So i am set for a banging day out tomorrow and really hope to see everyone before i am irreversably changed.
I was met this morning with a to do list (hurrah!), and an admonishment to get up earlier. Hmm well i expected this i suppose. So, straight to an hour of shovelling pebbles from the a pile onto the driveway. Now i know why i work at college, its to prevent me from ever having to go into a career involving manual labour. Not that i have anything against honest toil, just as long as someone else is doing it. Maybe its just that i am unfit, although my cousin Alex seemed equally exausted afterwards. He is getting paid to do it though, damn him. I knew i had lost all sanity when i looked at my list and rejoiced to see that i had a pile of ironing to do. Thats what manual labour does to you. I'm looking forward to college now, it easy compared to my list of jobs.
Anyway, This weekend was strange because i was cut off, the lack of internet began to wear on me today. I had things to say about friday night and saturday night, but i've forgotten most of them now. In summary, Friday night was brilliant, the best for a very long time, although that might have had something to do with the new air conditioning, which was heavenly. I danced insanely, had a long conversation with Rhys about how sexy Kelly is ( this is becoming an alarming habit), pulled some random who i cannot even remember now, Laughed at Emrys in a cloak scaring townies. Ah and the line of the night from Kelly herself, in response to our teasing her about her dislike of cheese- "well you can come home with me and eat my cheese if you want!" Justin had a field day.
Just as fittingly, Carmarthen on Saturday was shit. The pretensiousness of Natashas whole lifestyle still amuses me. I recall us lounging in her expensive, yet cottage-like kitchen, sipping cocktails while engaging in polite conversation. How terribly urbane it all was. It makes me wonder how she can reconcile this life with a rowdy night out in Carmarthen. It was rough too, one of the few times i went out when i felt unsafe almost the whole time. It wasnt really memorable appart from that though, we went to a club drank, i pulled some random ( i hope i didnt catch anything), then narrowly avoided getting a lift with a drunken Mathew Green. Oh the fun. It was even more amusing watching Rhodri attempt to race him back down to Llanelli. Still there was free drink and free food, so it was worth going.
It helped begin my whole new townie existence i suppose. I am forced to go and get some respectable clothes tomorrow and as much as i love my family they are townie to the core. Its rather isolating being here with them and limitted internet access. Rather ironically it seems that reading catch 22 is all that is keeping me sane( by the way i took the liberty of taking it off coralie since she wasnt reading it, hope you dont mind kaity.) So i am set for a banging day out tomorrow and really hope to see everyone before i am irreversably changed.