a thoroughly modern young woman
Dec. 2nd, 2005 04:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolEveryone one my flist appears to be going home, or have gone home from university.
This is Inherantly Unfair, I think. I spent Spanish today chanting "only six more lessons, one more test, one more exam" because we are doing Bastarding Past Participles and they make me want to cry.
On the other hand, I woke up at 12.50pm (yo me levanto a la una menos diez or something like that dammit I'm just getting the hang of present tense) so the world is not that terrible a place.
So, I was eating breakfast (as one does at 1.20pm. Something about desayuna and la una y veinte?) and Katie came home from a lecture.
"Colleen!" she said cheerfully.
"What?" I said, probably spraying her with crumbs from my Marmite on toast. Marmite, apparently, is good for energy so I am eating it as I have very little other food and can't afford anymore, really.
"Come to the Bop!"
"Nah, can't afford it. I'm going to the OddBash on Saturday, though." I am, too. At £3, it is cheap if I take my own drink. The Bop this week is £4 for World Aids Day and, y'know, it's a good charity but I have no money so really.
"I'm going to that too! I will pay for you to go the Bop."
I blinked. "Buy me a drink as well."
"I'll make it a DOUBLE."
We high-fived. Night out for me tonight, yay etc. I then peered at her suspiciously. "Hang about, why the desperation?"
"Derya and Sarah both won't come with me and I need to pull tonight. It's been WEEKS, Col and I am desperate enough to go by myself."
She gave me a piteous look and I giggled. "Okay. You pay for my night and I will help you find sex."
This means, of course, a night in which I sort of look awkward for quite a long time unless I can bribe someone else to come out with us tonight, but there we are. It is, y'know, safer this way for a start, and does mean that I get a night out. Hurrah! Etc.
Oh, the perils of being a young female bejantine.
Right. I am now going to make copious notes on the Cistercian order. And put my washing away.
~Hathy_Col~
This is Inherantly Unfair, I think. I spent Spanish today chanting "only six more lessons, one more test, one more exam" because we are doing Bastarding Past Participles and they make me want to cry.
On the other hand, I woke up at 12.50pm (yo me levanto a la una menos diez or something like that dammit I'm just getting the hang of present tense) so the world is not that terrible a place.
So, I was eating breakfast (as one does at 1.20pm. Something about desayuna and la una y veinte?) and Katie came home from a lecture.
"Colleen!" she said cheerfully.
"What?" I said, probably spraying her with crumbs from my Marmite on toast. Marmite, apparently, is good for energy so I am eating it as I have very little other food and can't afford anymore, really.
"Come to the Bop!"
"Nah, can't afford it. I'm going to the OddBash on Saturday, though." I am, too. At £3, it is cheap if I take my own drink. The Bop this week is £4 for World Aids Day and, y'know, it's a good charity but I have no money so really.
"I'm going to that too! I will pay for you to go the Bop."
I blinked. "Buy me a drink as well."
"I'll make it a DOUBLE."
We high-fived. Night out for me tonight, yay etc. I then peered at her suspiciously. "Hang about, why the desperation?"
"Derya and Sarah both won't come with me and I need to pull tonight. It's been WEEKS, Col and I am desperate enough to go by myself."
She gave me a piteous look and I giggled. "Okay. You pay for my night and I will help you find sex."
This means, of course, a night in which I sort of look awkward for quite a long time unless I can bribe someone else to come out with us tonight, but there we are. It is, y'know, safer this way for a start, and does mean that I get a night out. Hurrah! Etc.
Oh, the perils of being a young female bejantine.
Right. I am now going to make copious notes on the Cistercian order. And put my washing away.
~Hathy_Col~
