Mmmmmmmbeatles.
Bonjour. There have been no posts on here since forevvvvver.
How are you?
Here is what is happening to me:
- I AM GOING HOT AIR BALLOONING IN FOUR DAYS (assuming the weather stays nice).
- My stomach kind of wants to kill me to today. I am not sure if it will succeed. Perhaps if I keep punching myself in the stomach it will not succeed. I will tell you if I make any progress.
- I have a week off from uni! This is wonderful.
- Although I have not done any homework for three days, and I feel exceptionally guilty. I may have to start a linguistics assignment soon and tell you all about postalveolar fricatives and glottal stops and dipthongs.
- Tomorrow I am going op-shopping and coffeeing. I am considering making cupcakes to celebrate this occasion.
- UNIVERSITY IS STUPID AND IT IS JUST LIKE HIGH SCHOOL BUT I KNOW LESS PEOPLE.
Anyway. How are you? I've had quite an excellent Easter weekend. On Thursday, I finished uni at 6.30, and got lost somewhere around Alexandra Parade with two of my favourite people, then went to Vegie Bar and ate huge amounts of food with organic ginger beer, then went to the Toff and drank gin and cranberry (Aawa, this is a stupid drink. WHY MUST YOU RECOMMEND IT TO ME???), then went to the lustre lounge and drank malibu and pineapple and wine, and then ate churros, and then got on the last train and realised my ridiculously weak bladder demanded I drag everyone off the train, wandered around Westgarth, and caught a taxi home.
ADVENTURES.
Also, I went shopping and bought many things I didn't need with my mother (green pocket mirror with elephant on the front, anyone?), and drank pure chocolate. PURE CHOCOLATE.
Thus, my stomach hates me. I have had too much booze and chocolate this weekend.
Anyway. Actually, I think I might go make cupcakes. I have nothing to say, really. OH EXCEPT THAT I ATTRACT CRAZY SLEAZES.
Case in fact: a middle aged, somewhat goofy man whom I spoke to for fifteen minutes on a train two months ago because he needed directions, tracked down my sodding email (despite the fact that my email is only the first letter of my first name and my entire last name and HE DID NOT KNOW MY LAST NAME AND THERE IS NO WAY TO VIEW MY EMAIL IF YOU DO NOT BELONG TO MY UNIVERSITY) to email me his best wishes! DOUBLE YOU TEE EFF.
Double case in fact: I often receive calls from perverts I do not know who ask me to perform sexual tasks on them.
Do I have something tattooed on my forehead? Do I scream "Creepy Older Men Magnet: Now Taking Your Gratuitous Sexual Orders" by the way I dress?
I think not, but you be the judge.
Have a wonderful week.
I love you****
Anna xx
**** Amount of love subject to change.
P.S. I forgot to mention! I found The Beatles thimbles and egg holders in an Antique store today. Best thing ever? I think so!
P.P.S. Forgetting it was Easter weekend, I wore my unethical (but birthday present, and beautiful) angora scarf yesterday (i.e. rabbit scarf). I felt guilty every time someone was all: "What a wonderful scarf!!! What is it made of????"
"Uhh.... So about that..."
P.P.P.S. OH MY GOD THE BEST THING EVER JUST HAPPENED TO ME. I logged into Flickr, and it always greets me in a different language? And it was all: "O HAI ANNA! Now you know how to greet people in LOLSPEAK!"
AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH. Ah. My day just keeps getting better.
you have to admit its getting better, all of the time. The Beatles are fantastic. The end.
ReplyDeleteHahaha, this was much needed. I am also attempting homework, and so far, instead, I have cleaned my room, gone for a run and done some dusting. I am procrastonating with more awful things.
ReplyDeleteVegie Bar was dee-lightful.
I look forward to our future adventures.
x x
P.S, perhaps I will write something here. That will distract me from uni, YES.
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