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Or Diana's on the cover of the Express, must be Monday.


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(Quotee forgotten. Tell me if you know!) Been told. Ta!

ARGH! I had a nice big ol' post about my trip to Nottingham and my shoes of doom and the yay about being awake for the first lecture of the semster today and then my computer RANDOMLY restarted itself and boooooooooooo.

Ah well.


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BONG!


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And the snow has finally reached the North East.

Meanwhile, I currently have the lung capacity of an asthmatic ant walking uphill carrying a particularly large bag of shopping.

Today, from your favourite Middle England tabloids!


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So I wake up around midday today, panic for a bit thinking I've missed a debating meeting. Turns out I haven't so all is okay. I relax for a moment, check my email and f-list, then think that I'll snooze for just a little bit longer. I then get a phone call from one of the directors of Musicality asking me if I was coming to the rehearsal. I say, ( Read more... )

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