Last night I had a huge fight with my parents. At around 10pm I suddenly got a burst of energy and began trying to pack things into the old trunk I'm taking - blankets, kitchen things, battery charger; all ugly asymmetrical shapes that wouldn't fit together, and I'd just watched Iris and was in a strange melancholic mood and getting more and more
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I'm sorry you rowed with your parents. If it's any consilation, I had a fat argument with mine when they were bringing all my stuff to hall. My mum, as always, made a huge fuss, and my dad yelled at me for hours on end. But when I spoke to them last night, it was all so much better, and I'm actually looking forward to seeing them this weekend.
I think it's going to be Ba___ol. I'm so crap at making proper decisions. Blah.
Am also about to ring you. Hurrahh!
Your legs look almost exactly the same. Thank god you're not going to Kings though. Well, not really, but, well, you know...
loooooooove!
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In a way, rowing was unavoidable. It's all so emotional for everyone. And last night cleared the air, which was good, because today has been lovely. Hope yours behave themselves this weekend.
B______ is beginning to sound good to me, too. Will talk to you about it on the phone, where I don't have to write everything in underscores. Am nearly packed. Eeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't work out if this is terror or excitement, but I'm all hyped-up, so beware.
My legs look nothing like that, thankyou very much. They're longer than a foot and a half, and my thighs are wider. And my feet are more in proportion. Bee-atch yrself :P
Ring meeeeeeeeee!!!! Or I'll cry.
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I wonder what a row team in the other sense would be like? I can imagine something along the Monty Python's Argument sketch ...
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Anyway, thanks :) !!
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