Poncho Pete!
So, here goes that update of the past three weeks I've been meaning to do, 'cos I have two essays due this week so I might get it over with.
So, I came back early for netball, then we didn't have it. Gayest day ever. Got lost on the way to the Palms. Kept busy that week, just because I missed Lee shit loads. Wednesday was MY DAD BILL, Friday went to the Village, Saturday went shopping...That wasn't the big shopping day though, just hanging at Northlands or something with Natalie...didn't buy a thing. Sunday got a little boozed at House Drinks...was kinda fun.
This one felt so massively busy. 2 versions of Hamlet in as many nights...and Hamlet is looooong. One was in Russian, it was hard to deal with. Plus had to finish a giant Novel by that Friday, The Secret History by Donna Tartt...at least it was a good book. Got to talk to Lee Burger on the Wednesday night. Damn I love him. Must have done something during the week at night...Saturday went shopping and bought lots of Spring/Summer clothes, I was so proud of my brand spanking new wardrobe additions. That night had a 21st to go to...Oh and that's right, on the Friday we had House Dinner. I got so fucked up at that and then spewed in the toilets at Rock Pool, then kept drinking. I'm a machine and when/if Lee reads this he will mock me; mock me reeeeal good. The 21st was good. At this really trendy club in town called Eye Spy. It's just this long room with the bar on one side and seats and tables attached to the other wall. It was so much fun, but I was really stuffed from the other night, so went home about 11. Sunday was College Day, which is where we all spend all day in our formals and have fun things like Chapel and then an entire afternoon of photos. Lodge drinks were gay. I got down again about House things. Will (neighbour Will) got President for next year, it was really exciting. I bunged my knee this week after trying to start a running program. I should have learnt by now that having arthritis as a side effect of another illness is not conducive to high impact exercise. On the other hand, before I bunged my knee I was feeling really good.
This week I had a Shakespeare essay due. See previous posts for how fucking hard it was. This was the worst week by far. The only good thing was starting Pilates. I was so depressed and I've determined I have insomnia. Basically I keep getting fucked off with stupid people who are CUNTS and don't understand what a deadline is. I fucking missed Lee (still do). I'm sick of all the CH bollocks and people being dickheads and being so fucking self absorbed. The worst thing is meals...I'm so fucking sick of not being able to cook my own meals. Add to that the potential clinical depression and/or the whole I'm probably bipolar thing. Things aren't good. Thursday night when I had to do the essay I had a breakdown of some sorts and had to call Lee, then spent like an hour on MSN to him. I'm still not so much better. Music Night was Wednesday, 'twas good. Car Rally was Sunday, it was great. We got our tops off for a photo. It was mental. We got 2nd place though, yay, 50 dollar bar-tab. Then I came back and it was Netball drinks/court session and I got sooooo drunk, again. I couldn't see straight, that's how fucking far gone I was. Apparently I texted Lee and talked to Nattie on MSN. I'm funny apparently.
Today I was hungover, and Depressive, and procrastinate-y. I finally know how to use semicolons. I have to read "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern" by tomorrow 'cos I have a tutorial about it. I was meant to have read "White Noise" by today. I have 2 essays due this week. I talked to Lee today, he went to Wellington for bollocks. Bollocks like going to a Strip Club and some Expo...probably a trading card expo or something. He'll drive to Wellington for crap, including strippers, and won't let someone fly him to CHCH to see lovely me, who he doesn't have to pay to get naked. Halie is being weird...sup Halie? Where'd you go? We had a great chat after Jo Lowe's 20th on the cask wine, then you've been weird this week. Nattie is here and I feel bad for still posting while she's here. I'm gonna go now
So, I came back early for netball, then we didn't have it. Gayest day ever. Got lost on the way to the Palms. Kept busy that week, just because I missed Lee shit loads. Wednesday was MY DAD BILL, Friday went to the Village, Saturday went shopping...That wasn't the big shopping day though, just hanging at Northlands or something with Natalie...didn't buy a thing. Sunday got a little boozed at House Drinks...was kinda fun.
This one felt so massively busy. 2 versions of Hamlet in as many nights...and Hamlet is looooong. One was in Russian, it was hard to deal with. Plus had to finish a giant Novel by that Friday, The Secret History by Donna Tartt...at least it was a good book. Got to talk to Lee Burger on the Wednesday night. Damn I love him. Must have done something during the week at night...Saturday went shopping and bought lots of Spring/Summer clothes, I was so proud of my brand spanking new wardrobe additions. That night had a 21st to go to...Oh and that's right, on the Friday we had House Dinner. I got so fucked up at that and then spewed in the toilets at Rock Pool, then kept drinking. I'm a machine and when/if Lee reads this he will mock me; mock me reeeeal good. The 21st was good. At this really trendy club in town called Eye Spy. It's just this long room with the bar on one side and seats and tables attached to the other wall. It was so much fun, but I was really stuffed from the other night, so went home about 11. Sunday was College Day, which is where we all spend all day in our formals and have fun things like Chapel and then an entire afternoon of photos. Lodge drinks were gay. I got down again about House things. Will (neighbour Will) got President for next year, it was really exciting. I bunged my knee this week after trying to start a running program. I should have learnt by now that having arthritis as a side effect of another illness is not conducive to high impact exercise. On the other hand, before I bunged my knee I was feeling really good.
This week I had a Shakespeare essay due. See previous posts for how fucking hard it was. This was the worst week by far. The only good thing was starting Pilates. I was so depressed and I've determined I have insomnia. Basically I keep getting fucked off with stupid people who are CUNTS and don't understand what a deadline is. I fucking missed Lee (still do). I'm sick of all the CH bollocks and people being dickheads and being so fucking self absorbed. The worst thing is meals...I'm so fucking sick of not being able to cook my own meals. Add to that the potential clinical depression and/or the whole I'm probably bipolar thing. Things aren't good. Thursday night when I had to do the essay I had a breakdown of some sorts and had to call Lee, then spent like an hour on MSN to him. I'm still not so much better. Music Night was Wednesday, 'twas good. Car Rally was Sunday, it was great. We got our tops off for a photo. It was mental. We got 2nd place though, yay, 50 dollar bar-tab. Then I came back and it was Netball drinks/court session and I got sooooo drunk, again. I couldn't see straight, that's how fucking far gone I was. Apparently I texted Lee and talked to Nattie on MSN. I'm funny apparently.
Today I was hungover, and Depressive, and procrastinate-y. I finally know how to use semicolons. I have to read "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern" by tomorrow 'cos I have a tutorial about it. I was meant to have read "White Noise" by today. I have 2 essays due this week. I talked to Lee today, he went to Wellington for bollocks. Bollocks like going to a Strip Club and some Expo...probably a trading card expo or something. He'll drive to Wellington for crap, including strippers, and won't let someone fly him to CHCH to see lovely me, who he doesn't have to pay to get naked. Halie is being weird...sup Halie? Where'd you go? We had a great chat after Jo Lowe's 20th on the cask wine, then you've been weird this week. Nattie is here and I feel bad for still posting while she's here. I'm gonna go now