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Jan. 26th, 2005 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolSo, yeah. Exam. Tomorrow afternoon. On politics. Finished the course a whole five minutes before the end of the day! Oh yes! We [as a class] are super prepared!
This is, obviously, a blatent lie. Are we fuck ready for this exam. No one is, actually. I spend my free period for twenty minutes on LJ and then learnt some stuff. I spent lunchtime in a revision lesson. And then I had a politics lesson. Am I revising now? Am I buggary. I have four hours tomorrow to revise. Take away an hour and a half for requisite wibbling and, y'know, food, and I should have two and a half hours to revise in.
Yeah. I can resit in June! It's just an expensive mock! Worse things happen at sea! Unconditional offer! American politics are local politics!
*blinks*
Not quite the battle cry I was aiming for, but there we are.
On the bright side, I'm nancing into Liverpool with Clare for last minute America shopping after Ye Terrible Exam. I need:
-Plastic retainers for tongue and nose piercing
-Tights
-Nail varnish that IS NOT BLACK
-The Science Of Discworld 2: The Globe (for the plane)
-New necklace
-Present for Lil Jess
-Badges
Payday is tomorrow.
I feel very lovey towards my friends at the moment. Was nearly crying with laughter on the way home with Jess ("I just wish people would get a room! IT's not like we're even jealous - we're both in relationships! We DON'T NEED TO SEE THIS.") and it's all nice. The trip to the US will be fun, as it was another 'crying with laughter' moment Monday lunchtime. I am sharing with Cara and Laura (Cara is doing the politics A-Level in a year; Laura is a teenage single mum and also college student) and we got lumped with someone who frankly enough, we don't know. Gemma does know her, and thinks she's a:
"She's a right COW! She's an INTELLECTUAL SNOB and she's just HORRIBLE."
We drew straws. The rooms are divided into two double beds, we drew straws, and I'm sharing with her. *facepalm* Then we decided that we wouldn't let her know I was gay until it was time to crawl in top to tail. In my 'I like women' pajamas. If she turns out to be a right cow afterall, there are plots to just wind her up further. Which is very mean, and I am sure we'll get on wonderfully or something, but really, if she is that bad (and if she's who I'm vaguely thinking of, then OH GOD) then it will be tres amusant.
That is all. Really should go.
~Hathy_Col~
This is, obviously, a blatent lie. Are we fuck ready for this exam. No one is, actually. I spend my free period for twenty minutes on LJ and then learnt some stuff. I spent lunchtime in a revision lesson. And then I had a politics lesson. Am I revising now? Am I buggary. I have four hours tomorrow to revise. Take away an hour and a half for requisite wibbling and, y'know, food, and I should have two and a half hours to revise in.
Yeah. I can resit in June! It's just an expensive mock! Worse things happen at sea! Unconditional offer! American politics are local politics!
*blinks*
Not quite the battle cry I was aiming for, but there we are.
On the bright side, I'm nancing into Liverpool with Clare for last minute America shopping after Ye Terrible Exam. I need:
-Plastic retainers for tongue and nose piercing
-Tights
-Nail varnish that IS NOT BLACK
-The Science Of Discworld 2: The Globe (for the plane)
-New necklace
-Present for Lil Jess
-Badges
Payday is tomorrow.
I feel very lovey towards my friends at the moment. Was nearly crying with laughter on the way home with Jess ("I just wish people would get a room! IT's not like we're even jealous - we're both in relationships! We DON'T NEED TO SEE THIS.") and it's all nice. The trip to the US will be fun, as it was another 'crying with laughter' moment Monday lunchtime. I am sharing with Cara and Laura (Cara is doing the politics A-Level in a year; Laura is a teenage single mum and also college student) and we got lumped with someone who frankly enough, we don't know. Gemma does know her, and thinks she's a:
"She's a right COW! She's an INTELLECTUAL SNOB and she's just HORRIBLE."
We drew straws. The rooms are divided into two double beds, we drew straws, and I'm sharing with her. *facepalm* Then we decided that we wouldn't let her know I was gay until it was time to crawl in top to tail. In my 'I like women' pajamas. If she turns out to be a right cow afterall, there are plots to just wind her up further. Which is very mean, and I am sure we'll get on wonderfully or something, but really, if she is that bad (and if she's who I'm vaguely thinking of, then OH GOD) then it will be tres amusant.
That is all. Really should go.
~Hathy_Col~
