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I keep on trying to write a post about last night, and I just don't think I can.

I've tried, it's just not working.

In short: went out, got drunk, saw Zane Lowe, left early because felt like a complete and utter eejit, given that Katie had pulled and the other two were being coupley. Dancing by yourself isn't fun and for the first time in a while I felt square peg-like and yes. I left, came home, and THEN realised that I didn't have a key to get in, so resisted the urge to burst into tears and walked back to St Andrews. I am still cold now.

And no one realised that the clocks had gone back until midday, that we thought was 1pm. The shame.

Anyway. I should go and poke Charlemagne (actually have some Ideas - posting my notes around my room so I can look at them and be inspired works, it seems) and battle my moster hangover of pain and misery. Going back to bed in a few hours so am fresh for a night of Not Drinking while laughing at Halloween costumes. It's all good.

~Hathy_Col~

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Well. That was pointless, wasn't it?

Dammit, we all tried for this party. Honestly did. I looked fucking AMAZING, despite the fact I had a shield and sword that were primarily tin foil and cardboard. We very carefully went mad with blue eyeliner woad, I took my glasses off and more importantly spent half an hour plaiting my hair i a certain way. I have left it in for now, as it is a Thing Of Beauty, it really is. Katie made a terrifyingly good badger. Sarah wussed out of being Kitty Butler but did have a lovely Victorian thing going on. We were ready to go!

AAAAAAAAND then we find out the party was cancelled.

Bah. I might go to the Guide party tomorrow night. Chances are I won't, though. I have too much work to do, hence the fact I'm now doing all my reading for tutorials so I can be the essay queen for next week. Because argh there is too much to do all of a sudden and I just can't be bothered doing any of it. Apathy is a terrible, terrible thing.

AND I have to go to the train station to drop off Katie's friend. Because I volunteered to. Because I'm a good and sometimes stupid person.

Right. Calvinism.

~Hathy_Col~