Nicola told me yesterday that I am a bizzare mixture of my mother and my father ( Read more... )

I'm at the University of East Anglia, on their Scriptwriting course.

Dance.

I got myself a brand new boyfriend.

And a kidney infection. Ouch.

Luckily they managed to coincide in a way that meant that one of them could drive me to hospital to sort out the other one.

I got to wear a hospital gown and lie in a hospital bed. It was like an adventure.

Harriet:
that's the trouble when dealing with Jamaicans

Henry:
what is the trouble when dealing with Jamaicans?

Harriet:
they're always late

Henry:
must be all that pot

Harriet:
and crime

Henry:
aye

I got TWO offers from UEA, even though I only applied for one course. ABB for Drama, and they want me to apply to their Scriptwriting and Performance course, too. I'm considering it, but need to find more out about it ( Read more... )

So, I've been gone for LONG. All of that pesky *work* they keep setting me, and that tedious *fun* I've been having ( Read more... )

Harriet Needs Remedial Training ( Read more... )

Imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics ( Read more... )

My C got remarked up to a B,

So now it's BBBE.

No longer does the C degrade my Bs... Now that job is left to the E alone. Stupid Physics.

Good morning. I just went Indie clubbing with chums. It was a good night ( Read more... )