Yesterday i had lunch with a friend of mine, Peter (not the mcdonalds
one - the accounting one *tries not to laugh - acounting*). While we
were having lunch me ex walked past and we exchanged pleasantries. Then
for the next half hour Peter only stopped hasseling me about my ex to
breath. OH, so much fun for ME. Being called a craddle-snatcher is not
as much fun as it sounds. Especially when there was only 1 year 1
month and 18 days difference in age.
After yesterdays lunch I had my first poetry writing class (ENGL217),
and it doesn't look anywhere near as much fun as I had hoped it would
be. About half the class have egos so big I'm surprised they can fit
into the commerce building. And they are all SO MUCH more talented and
skilled with words than me. I think that wrote off all the meager
validation I felt when I learned I had got into the course. That is the
other bad thing about it, it's in the commerce building (for those of
you that aren't from dunedin, the commerce building is a public toilet
that was feed some of James's Giant Peach, and it grew. Big and ugly in
blue tiles). Also I have homework due for it tomorrow. :o(.
So last night I tidied and vacuumed my room until it sparkled (with the help of some gold glitter and stars).
Todays Chemistry was uneventful, though I have Dr Russell Frew taking my
Environmental Chemistry lectures at the moment, and he is SO timid. I
think he is scared of all us students.
I got home today to find an email from an old friend saying that I had
told her ex's new girlfriend something I know absolutely nothing about.
How much fun is that. Anyway I have an assignment to do. LATER.
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