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Apr. 28th, 2005 08:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolSt Andrews, it's very nice that you keep on telling me about all the schloarships I am eligable for. I have just got an e-mail telling me that I might be interested in the Dangoor Schloarship for English and Welsh students with finanical hardships. Do I have working class written on my form somewhere that I didn't see?
Today has been a day of not doing very much other than spending Quality Time with Liz on the basis that we don't do that often enough. Given our somewhat crap sense of timing, we did this the night before I go to C7 and can't afford to spend nigh on three hours on a bus to get there and back, so I think my packing/washing/panicking will have to wait for a little bit. Well, until tomorrow. Am completely and utterly skiving tomorrow which leaves me with an extensive To Do List for tomorrow.
1. Wake up. Shower
2. Put jeans into the wash whilst wearing unattractive green towl turban
3. Run around trying to pack everything with stuff is in the wash
4. Put jeans in the dryer.
5. Go to Ormskirk to give back library books and sort out dress sizing.
6.Return home to discover that jeans have set fire to the tumble dryer. Return home to finish packing.
7. Remember something vitally important at the last minute. Panick.
8. Leave house by 2.50 so can get the right train into Liverpool etc etc.
In the middle of all this, I have a history and an English essay to do. FUN FUN FUN. God, it's a good thing I'm just not going in tomorrow. But it's going to be a fabulous weekend, and I can't describe how much I'm looking forward to it, despite the faint fear that somehow, somewhere, I've fucked all this up.
I also have fic to write for my First Ever Ficathon. It involves the Doctor and the Tudors. I have the inkling of a plot somewhere but I need to dig out my Terrible Tudors to revise it. Yes, I may almost have an A-Level in this period of history, but I would be so buggared with Horrible Histories. They are the most factually accurate book designed for nine year olds EVA. To tbe fair, though, the event I'm interested in takes place over nine days, so... ho hum.
Party is no longer on, by the way. All of places in West Lancs have been advised by the police to not do a party for anyone between the ages of 10-25. Other options involve Wigan, which would alienate everyone on one side, or Liverpool, which rules out everyone in the Wigan area. All in all, it's back to Plan A, which involved lots of alcohol and me not remembering anything past roughly nine pm. I am very much disappointed, but there we are. It's not the end of the world, I suppose. *le sigh* People never remember by birthday and I never have parties - it's traditional when one is lumbered with a birthday in the arse-end of summer.
Anyway! If I don't get online before Monday - be good, no raiding the fridge, there's a marker on the vodka so I know how much I have left AND THE CHOCOLATE HAS BEEN COUNTED AND MEASURED IN AN INDIANA JONES STYLEE. I will have a semi-hysterical write-up when I returnbearing Katee Sackhoff's bra. Saying that, £10 I end up on tomorrow before I go.
~Hathy_Col~
Today has been a day of not doing very much other than spending Quality Time with Liz on the basis that we don't do that often enough. Given our somewhat crap sense of timing, we did this the night before I go to C7 and can't afford to spend nigh on three hours on a bus to get there and back, so I think my packing/washing/panicking will have to wait for a little bit. Well, until tomorrow. Am completely and utterly skiving tomorrow which leaves me with an extensive To Do List for tomorrow.
1. Wake up. Shower
2. Put jeans into the wash whilst wearing unattractive green towl turban
3. Run around trying to pack everything with stuff is in the wash
4. Put jeans in the dryer.
5. Go to Ormskirk to give back library books and sort out dress sizing.
6.
7. Remember something vitally important at the last minute. Panick.
8. Leave house by 2.50 so can get the right train into Liverpool etc etc.
In the middle of all this, I have a history and an English essay to do. FUN FUN FUN. God, it's a good thing I'm just not going in tomorrow. But it's going to be a fabulous weekend, and I can't describe how much I'm looking forward to it, despite the faint fear that somehow, somewhere, I've fucked all this up.
I also have fic to write for my First Ever Ficathon. It involves the Doctor and the Tudors. I have the inkling of a plot somewhere but I need to dig out my Terrible Tudors to revise it. Yes, I may almost have an A-Level in this period of history, but I would be so buggared with Horrible Histories. They are the most factually accurate book designed for nine year olds EVA. To tbe fair, though, the event I'm interested in takes place over nine days, so... ho hum.
Party is no longer on, by the way. All of places in West Lancs have been advised by the police to not do a party for anyone between the ages of 10-25. Other options involve Wigan, which would alienate everyone on one side, or Liverpool, which rules out everyone in the Wigan area. All in all, it's back to Plan A, which involved lots of alcohol and me not remembering anything past roughly nine pm. I am very much disappointed, but there we are. It's not the end of the world, I suppose. *le sigh* People never remember by birthday and I never have parties - it's traditional when one is lumbered with a birthday in the arse-end of summer.
Anyway! If I don't get online before Monday - be good, no raiding the fridge, there's a marker on the vodka so I know how much I have left AND THE CHOCOLATE HAS BEEN COUNTED AND MEASURED IN AN INDIANA JONES STYLEE. I will have a semi-hysterical write-up when I return
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2005-04-28 10:03 pm (UTC)Be good, make the most of your pre-exam mini-break,
Em x
PS Everyone from north of Watford is working class, surely you know that?!
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Date: 2005-04-29 12:57 pm (UTC)*gets it* Heh. Before I forget, she did specify Tudors, so I'd ignore the medieval aspect.
I'll see you later. :)