Nothing!

That's exactly what I did today: Nothing! And because this stupid thing erased my post, I'm going to have to re-write. But you know what? It was really boring anyway, so I'm not going to write what I had. Instead, I shall leave you with this. HA HA FUNNY!

Home again, home again

I'm back for the summer. Not really all that thrilling, but it is way better than Lister, thus I am satisfied. For the moment. However, my room is a complete disaster zone as I'm still in the middle of unpacking, and re-packing things for storage, and laundry and all of the other things that must be done.

Such as spending the day with Evan. Which was fantastic. We watched extended edition LORT: FOTR, and ran around town, and then watched Wimbeldon. I heart Paul Bettany. He's hott. I'm not going to lie, he really is. Seriously, who wouldn't do Paul Bettany? Because if you wouldn't, you'd be crazy. He's right up there with Hugh Grant and Colin Firth for georgeousness.

I also got to hold Evan's niece, and she is about the cutest thing ever. Seriously, I almost stole her. I should have. I'm sure Lisa and Lee wouldn't have minded ...

Anywho, being as I'm very busy and important (name that movie reference), I shall leave you with a quote from Wimbledon:

"My parents are still together, which proves that love isn't just blind, it's bloody stupid." - Peter Colt (Paul Bettany)

Life...and all things related

So I haven't posted in a little while. No suprise, really. However, life has been a bit of a muck lately and I have nothing to say that doesn't sound like I'm wallowing in self-pity and whining...which I am, but I don't always like putting it out there for everyone to see.

Easter was just a dissapointment and a half. Mark, being Mark, fell asleep at 1 in the afternoon and didn't wake up until I phoned him at 4 40 to ask him if he was on his way on the LRT. Which he wasn't. And as dinner was at 5 and I was waiting until 20 min to for Mark, I didn't get home in time. So, I missed dinner with my family, which was a bit of a big deal to me since it was our first easter without grandma and daddy and I were supposed to get dinner together. But so much for that idea.

And school has just been ... stupid. I hate living at Lister. I know I whine about it a lot, but I really do hate it. I hate the food so much I don't really eat anymore. I hate living on a floor where no one gets a long anymore and stupid things just piss me off and I hate living in a place where people feel that they can leave crap all over. Seriously, the elevators and the lounges and just lister in general are distgustingly filthy. I truly think I've picked up some sort of paracite. And I just don't want to study anymore. Not that I've done a whole heck of a lot, but I'm ready for it to be over. As much as I hate being home, I just want to leave here so bad that I'm looking forward to moving back.

And you know what? Guys suck. There are days where I feel like becoming a lesbian because it would make things a hell of a lot easier. And those days are coming closer and closer together. Or, even better, why don't I just go back to the days of arranged marriages. I could do that. Much easier. Presto! You're married, start making babies wench!

Ahhh, the good old days.

Easter

Easter has been...well..Easter I guess. Not much to say about it. We had dinner on Good Friday for my mum's side of the family, and dad's side is coming out tonight. And I've accomplished basically nothing when it comes to studying for bio, which is just fan-bloody-tastic. But I suppose today and tomorrow I'll just have to go hardcore. But hey, I got to watch a week's worth of Corronation Street this morning, so I'm happy.

Daddy and I went to the Easter Vigil last night, which was rather long. We have some long-winded Polish priest this year, and boy does he go on. About nothing, really. And I was about ready to chuck Marg Critchley out the window, but really, who wasn't?

I always like to watch people come into church. A little creepy, but I like looking out for people I know. Well, really it comes from watching for my grandparents and my aunt and uncle when I was younger, back in the day when we used to go to the same mass and all sit together. Anyway, I was watching and this lady came in and went to sit in a pew and for a minute I thought it was my grandma. I almost pointed her out to my daddy, but then I remembered.

You know, I don't even know if I want to have Easter dinner. It won't be the same. It's not even at grandma's house. I just...wish she was here still. She made the holidays feel exciting, and now it's just going to be like we're trying too hard. And I'd rather just not do anything. At least that way it wouldn't hurt so much.

So much embarrassment

So I just got finished bawling on the phone to my mum not 20 minutes ago. And I don't even know why. I'm completely and utterly at the end of my proverbial rope, and there is no easily definable reason for it. I just know that I'm tired of university and I want to go home.

But I can't. Unfortunately, I have a final tomorrow night and a lab exam on thursday. Then I can go home. Still doesn't help the fact that I was basically crying for half an hour, and then was seen by Adam in my full puffy-eyed, red-faced glory. Great. Whatever.

I am now in SUB, and will hopefully commence studying for history at any moment. Really, I'm just praying for divine intervention or a strategically placed lightning bolt for tomorrow night, but as neither of those options seems likely, I ought to get down to the studying. Woot.

So much for a better year.

And so, I am back again

Because I know you can't live without me. It's just a fact. However, I've really nothing to say, once again.

I got a tattoo. Pictures may be forthcoming. My parents don't know as of this moment, but I'm hoping they won't be tooo angry. After all, if they ever want grandchildren, they kind of need me. Plus I'm going to give them a girl guide cookie each to munch on when I tell them, and that would make anyone happy. Really, who doesn't like girl guid cookies.

I was violated by a cement barrier on my way to my lab this morning. In fact, it almost took my skirt right off. Here I was, minding my own busness, walking over the barrier when all of a sudden it grabs my skirt and just about pulls it right off! It was highly inappropriate. I should report it to the proper authorities.

But rachel said I could have a few virgins tonight, so it's all good. Perhaps I'll take their virginety (pronounced vir-JY-net-ee).