.firsts.
First best friend: Laura
First car: the CATMOBILE (my mom's altima. That I've taken over.)
First date: um... probably the summer I was 18.
First real kiss: grade 10 I think.
First break-up: I'm not sure I've had a "real" breakup. But... I guess Rory. Cause I moved away to queen's.
First screen name: bearington
First self purchased album: *whisper* dance mix 95. Although my mom lent me the money.
First funeral: Last summer. My pepere.
First pets: FISHIES! I think Goldie and Redhead were first.
First credit card: the visa I have for emergencies.
First true love: ... that takes more consideration than is possible in the morning.
First enemy: my NEMESIS!!!! Those of you in the know... know.
.lasts.
Last cigarette: with mark
Last car ride: car: simon's, down to the castle from rez. coach: back from london friday.
Last kiss: I got kissed on the forehead saturday night. For being nice.
Last library book checked out: A copy of the taming of the shrew. Or Richard III
Last movie seen: the truman show
Last beverage drank: tea.
Last food consumed: toast and yaourt (yogourt? I don't know how to spell it in english).
Last crush: mark
Last phone call: before I left canada. Also mark. 'Cause claire came over!!! :D
Last time showered: a couple hours ago
Last shoes worn: my hiking-y black trainers.
Last CD played: um... I've only mp3s here. So... it was either yellowcard or weakerthans. Again before I left.
Last item bought: a couple patches for my bag.
Last annoyance: assignments. :(
Last shirt worn: my mickey mouse teeshirt that I bought to replace my other mickey mouse teeshirt (my mom's) that my mom wouldn't let me wear because it's ratty.
Last website visited: outside of this... either hotmail or 20hz.
Last word you said: "Iz?" That's a name though. um... "piglet", maybe.
Last song you sang: I was singing along to harmonium. Otherwise... something at karaoke.
What is in your CD player?: nothing
What color socks are you wearing?: black
What color underwear are you wearing?: pink and red... w00t.
What's under your bed?: my backpack
What time did you wake up today?: 5:30. Then slept from 5:45 to 6.
.future.
Where do you want to go?: home. Or the library. It's kind of a toss up.
Where are you going to live?: toronto. for the summer, anyhow :)
How many kids do you want?: oh god. Let's leave that question off for a bit.
What kind of car(s): a little one. I want to keep mine for a while. I may cry when my brother starts driving.
.current.
Current mood: tired
Current music: MCR
Current taste: double chocolate muffins from the caf. SO GOOD.
Current longing: I would like a kiss from a certain someone.
Current desktop picture: stanley cup rankings.
Current favourite artist: James Jean, maybe.
Current book(s): Eats Shoots and Leaves. And just finished the Wee Free Men and The Queen's Fool.
Current time-wasting wish: I wish I was better at music-related stuff. Or had my guitar to keep me company.
Current hate: super-pretentious people. And stupid-kid.
.fill in the blanks.
I may seem: loud and obnoxious
But I('m) really: loud and only slightly less obnoxious than I seem.
Sometimes I feel: stupid
In the morning I: wake up, check my e-mail, and go to class.
If I could be doing anything right now I would be: concentratedly working. It's near impossible for me.
One thing I have that I wish I didn't is: a smelly watch. No joke. It smells TERRIBLE. This probably has something to do with repeated forrays into lake ontario.
All I need is: my essays to write themselves.
If I had one wish it would be: my essays to write themselves.
I've discovered today that I'm actually more of a slacker than I thought I was. Which is interesting, because... man, I've always thought I was a slacker.
But the realization of the day was that next week is the last week of classes, and so everything is due.
Which means a final paper for each english class, and a random shorter paper for my other class.
- the boyfriend (I still don't know if that's the right term... but yeah.)
- the best friend (I am le crap.)
- the brother (made him a little mad. I shouldn't insult him so much maybe. But he is kind of an ass.)
Wow. I hadn't even noticed. I should apparently watch out for the letter B.
Thank god their names have no such similarities. Then I would be freaked out.
Food for thought, though.,
I'm so tired. And it has very little to do with amount of sleep.
Walking around London just gets to be deadly after a while, so I'm super happy I spent most of saturday wandering by myself.
It was an okay weekend.
I liked the production of Hamlet we saw, even though I started getting really panicy during it (because of lack of space, length of the play, and the fact that I went into it feeling like a wreck probably) and went to go stand at the back. Which was kind of cool. Because I could go walk around the upstairs lobby in for bits if I wished. I know the play well enough that it really wasn't much of a loss.
Other than that play though... I wish I'd stayed home.
I feel like sleeping forever. Or crying.
I'm not sure which would be more productive.,
I freaked out tonight, and I'm sorry.
It was just everything piling up on me... being here for another month, having assignments to do, going to London this weekend, not having had my friend (you're the only one I really count on) to talk to pretty much since I've been here, and school. We all know I don't do well with the school.
On top of that the lack of sleep. Which... as much as I like to pretend doesn't affect me, really does. And I've been up not-really-working on this analysis three nights in a row. And I'll blame part of it on hormones or something. Because I'm being all girly lately, and stupid, and I need my head checked (which I refuse to do, so let's not explore that any further).
Claire... I'm sorry I took that out on you, and said some stupid shit. I don't mean it. You know that. I'd never do that. I was being irrational, and stupid, and please ignore me. Momentary lapse in sanity which leads to the consideration of things better left unconsidered.
Please don't be mad at me, and don't think I'm crazy. Just... once in a while I for some reason say all those things people think and shouldn't say. I don't know why...,
Wow. I've actually procrastinated away a solid 12 hours. From the time I woke up, I've done absolutely NOTHING I intended to. Or... nothing school related.
And now I'm actually at the point where I feel like going to bed would be a really good idea, and so think I will take my 262 readings to bed with me. Then I'll have finished all my readings for next week, anyhow. Even if I've really not started my close analysis or the accompanying essay.
I'm such a slacker.
It's a good thing I love my computer so much, though. Because otherwise I just wouldn't be able to spend the loads of time on it that seem to be necessary for me to finish (or start) anything.
Being here... the computer becomes ever more dear to me. It's like when I'm in kingston and don't really go out, except... yeah it's the same.
Not that I don't have a good reason, there being several people I really enjoy talking to who I can only talk to online now.
Oh man. I'm going back to msn. Before bed. Yes...,
I love the minibus, because once the easyrock-ish station is out of range it's all about "Saturday night in sussex" on southern.
Oh, and my new favourite song ever...
"Monday night; to the club,
Tuesday night; to the club,
Wednesday night, what a headache... But I went to the club.
Thursday night; to the club,
Friday night, didn't want to go, but my friend Michelle called me on the phone... so I went to the club.
Saturday night; to the club,
Sunday night...
That's okay though. He said he didn't really mind about me handing it in today.
So instead I'll just sort of... think.
Ponder, you might say.
5 more weeks.
Just a quick note before I run off to class to start a busy day that will end with me giving a presentation I've not prepared (I'll prepare it at some point today, I'm sure).
Quick note.
Yeah, right. I really had nothing to say, apparently. Or I did, I just don't want to.
Ha.,
That weekend was intense.
So much stuff to do.
London on saturday was great, albeit made for a very long day, with the walking about and then the standing for three hours to watch Romeo and Juliet at the Globe at night. (Which was quite good, but the general consensus was that the secondary characters were better than the primary, which made for a bit of a dissapointing show.)
Then sunday off on a coach to Alfriston, Birling Gap, and Brighton.
Brighton made me decide that in future I won't shop, I will wander. I bought cords and a sweater in london on saturday so I've done quite enough. I need to do more wandering though. And I need to buy a fairly substantial book so that I can sit places and read.
Anyway, the field study stuff I did on saturday means I've got no classes today, and I've only ever one on tuesdays, at 8:30. So I have to work on a presentation I'm doing on wednesday, and sit about tonight while people go on a clubbing trip to eastbourne (clubbing... not really my thing. And to be fair, I do have class tomorrow at 8:30!)
Okay. And back to work (or back to procrastinating. Whichever.)
p.s. I changed the time to London time. Someone remind me to change it when I get back. Less math for you, my dears.,
I'm all nervy and weird today. Or... this evening, really. I don't know what it is, but my stomach's all tied in knots and I'm feeling all self-destructive. I want to do something to just kill all my energy but all I could think of was going for a run until my knees collaps. And as much as that's always a good idea...
A bunch of us went walking into Herstmonceux today. It was a good walk. A little long, and there's not much there, but nice. It's that sort of windy weather where you can feel the droplets of water suspended in the air, but it's not quite going to rain. I love it. I just wanted to sit somewhere and fall asleep. Or walk forever. Either way.
Instead I took alot of pictures. None of which are very good, but some of which I'll post tomorrow anyway. I think my camera is dirty, also. Because I swear they're all a little foggy.
Okay. I have to be up at 6:15 to go to London for field studies and things. I will write more upon my return.,
Okay. So... it was nice out today (pretty nice, anyhow) so I went for a walk on the castle grounds. Of course, as it's been raining the past two days, it was more like squishing for much of the time, but that's okay. My shoes are a little muddy and unhappy though.
Anyway, I figured I'd post some random pictures.
I'm going to keep them fairly captionless, because my brain hurts from reading.
And then when I got back to my room... the COWS WERE BACK!!!
COWS!!! OUTSIDE MY WINDOW!!!
So... Day two of classes, more rain, but I think it will be nicer tomorrow. Which is sweet, as I'd really like to go explore a bit. I'll ignore the fact that the ground is soaking wet and be all gross and muddy when I get to my second class tomorrow.
Anyway I didn't actually go to bed before midnight last night. I meant to, I really did, but... I just wasn't tired, and I got caught up in talking to people.
In particular one person.
I'm not going to be specific about who this is. If I want you to know... you probably do. Otherwise... this is all really weird, and I probably haven't told you because when I inevitably screw things up, you'll make fun of me. It's easier if you just never know. And Vim, don't be mad at me. You WILL make fun of me. I know.
So I'm sitting here wearing my leafs hat, missing this particular person, and considering not listening to any details about the game until I can watch it with the requisite delay you get in europe when the channel sucks and isn't playing the whole game (it's on at 12:45, which is 7:45 your time - second period? - Or... we think it will be on. The social coordinator guy told us so.)
This is so weird. So... very... weird. Well for me anyway.
That's not to say it isn't good though. Just that I don't quite know what to think.,
Okay. First things first. Please add 5 hours to the time at the bottom of this post. Now you know how to tell when I am posting. I just thought I'd share that, because I'm not fixing it. I'm far too lazy, and it doesn't matter that much.
Anyhow. I have a cold. It's not very bad (mostly just a cough) and really not too bothersome, but I would like some throat lozenges. Sadly, I am far too lazy to acquire any.
(Actually, I don't mind the cough at all because I usually have one, but please don't tell that to the person I suspect I got it from.)
So I'm currently sitting at my desk, considering going to bed as I have class at 8:30 tomorrow. Eeeew. 3 hours of shakespeare starting at 8:30! I believe we're discussing A Midsummer Night's Dream. Luckily I rather like that play. Let's pretend that this has more to do with the plot than with the fact that there was an ass named Bottom in it.
Well... I guess that's all for tonight. I should get to sleep before midnight.,
7 hours after we got on the plane, we got off in England at 6:50 am local time only to find noone was there to meet us. Which in itself wasn't a problem at all, it was just weird. The students therefore all sort of milled around, watching each other's luggage and sitting on the floor, waiting.
We were there for a while. Apparently with new security measures there's some bullshit about buses, so we had to wait for all the flights to arrive. I left the airport at 1pm, and got to the castle at 3.
I haven't actually had a chance to write before this, as someone brought a virus into the system and all the computers have to be checked before they can switch the internet in our rooms back on.
Anyway, classes start tomorrow, and I've no clue what it'll be like. 6 hours of class a week for each course seems sort of daunting.
But... on the bright side, I can always depend on the cows that graze outside our window. If I get close enough (read: sit at Iz's desk) I can hear them chew and swish their tails. I named one of them edgar.
That's all for now though, I guess.
Once the internet's back on I'll be back with a vengeance.,
Name: Cat Home: Edinburgh, United Kingdom About Me: Managed to graduate from Queen's, and am now in Teacher training at Edinburgh.
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