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Feb. 18th, 2006 07:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againDespite what you may have thought, I wasn't arrested for killing Neurotic English Student this morning. I didn't even kill her, though I came close. I think she was saved by the fact that we'd got the comfy sofas in the JCR and killing her would've meant moving from my very comfortable slouch which was out of the question, really, on a Saturday morning when my insides are once again eating their way to being outsides, one cramp at a time. I was in a cranky enough mood to argue with her at length though and oh god, she doesn't listen to a word you say. She keeps repeating herself over and over without taking into account anything you're trying to tell her or ask or suggest. She also started to explain the id, the superego and the ego to me at one point and I almost threw something at her because *she* copied it off the damn handout whereas I went away and *looked it up* to say it in my own words and no matter what she thinks, she's not a lecturer. But no, she was saved by my laziness in not wanting to move. We ended up staying for two hours after both me and R asked to keep it short and she still didn't want to leave then.
I'm beginning to think she's some sort of robot. Maybe mid-presentation Will Smith will come crashing through the window and they'll have a Matrix-esque fight around the room while everyone ducks the flying debris and wonders if it's part of our presentation. Hhmm. Wonder if it'd get us a first?
Note to self: call Will Smith.
Other than that, I've pretty much slept all day. I'd probably still be sleeping if the guys downstairs hadn't started playing their music loud enough for it to sound like I was playing music at normal volume in my room. I didn't even know the song and I could understand every word. I played a 3 Doors Down song back, speakers on the floor with the volume turned literally all the way up -- which I usually feel a little bad about, in case I annoy the freshers, but I was really not happy about getting woken up -- and they shut up pretty quick. Think they got the message.
There's a ton of things I should be doing but I'm going to curl up with a cup of tea while the Nurofen kicks in and wonder if the freshers will be out the kitchen in time for me to make dinner before Sea of Souls at ten past nine. And be happy about the fact that the Top Gear Winter Olympics is repeated again at 10:15pm. Whee, Hamster!
Back later.
I'm beginning to think she's some sort of robot. Maybe mid-presentation Will Smith will come crashing through the window and they'll have a Matrix-esque fight around the room while everyone ducks the flying debris and wonders if it's part of our presentation. Hhmm. Wonder if it'd get us a first?
Note to self: call Will Smith.
Other than that, I've pretty much slept all day. I'd probably still be sleeping if the guys downstairs hadn't started playing their music loud enough for it to sound like I was playing music at normal volume in my room. I didn't even know the song and I could understand every word. I played a 3 Doors Down song back, speakers on the floor with the volume turned literally all the way up -- which I usually feel a little bad about, in case I annoy the freshers, but I was really not happy about getting woken up -- and they shut up pretty quick. Think they got the message.
There's a ton of things I should be doing but I'm going to curl up with a cup of tea while the Nurofen kicks in and wonder if the freshers will be out the kitchen in time for me to make dinner before Sea of Souls at ten past nine. And be happy about the fact that the Top Gear Winter Olympics is repeated again at 10:15pm. Whee, Hamster!
Back later.
