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Mar. 18th, 2006 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolOh, God, yesterday ended up being wonderful.
The evening started off fairly blah. I got into work, discovered a mix up with rotas and trundled home, high as a kite on sugar and Sudafed (that stuff is like ecstasy, I swear). A few hours of man-bashing later (see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stupidore), I took out my navel piercing. Seriously, it's grown hideous in the last two days and I've spent a year trying to prevent this and I give up. It still looks manky now - all bruised with a kelvoid that's only slowly going down now. Hurrah for Sarah being able to get the damned thing out!
So. It's 10pm and we decide that the way forward involves the Bop. I threw on clothes quickly and zoomed out with Derya and Katie.
Oh, God, I had a fabulous night. We sat and nattered to some of Derya's friends from school, danced like an idiot, saw Josh from college who had a Guinness hat on, and finished the night off with the neighbours and some other Albanians.
The best part was when Aoife, who was with her bloke Bill, leaned over to me. "Don't you miss Simon, being surrounded by all these couples?"
I looked at the time and grinned like an idiot. "No! Because he's coming to visit me tomorrow!"
So I spent a lot of the evening grinning like an idiot, and dancing happily to cheesy songs,a nd even walking home in the cold was okay, because I was talking to people and really, stupidly, feeling like I belonged in the social side of university. I know that sounds daft, and nine times out of ten I'm fully aware I am a student and belong here, but sometimes I feel like a bit of a lemon. Last night, though, was lovely.
I am a little hungover now, though, and I have four and a half hours to do my laundry, clean my room, clean the kitchen and do all the odds and sods that need doing every Saturday (this now includes the shopping, eep, busy busy!), but that's all I have to worry about until I go to work, and then it's practically tomorrow. I am being unashamedly soppy and I don't care right now. Not even the mild hangover and the fact I bit my tongue last night so half of it is swollen up (mmm, sexy) can put me off right now.
~Hathy_Col~
The evening started off fairly blah. I got into work, discovered a mix up with rotas and trundled home, high as a kite on sugar and Sudafed (that stuff is like ecstasy, I swear). A few hours of man-bashing later (see
stupidore), I took out my navel piercing. Seriously, it's grown hideous in the last two days and I've spent a year trying to prevent this and I give up. It still looks manky now - all bruised with a kelvoid that's only slowly going down now. Hurrah for Sarah being able to get the damned thing out!So. It's 10pm and we decide that the way forward involves the Bop. I threw on clothes quickly and zoomed out with Derya and Katie.
Oh, God, I had a fabulous night. We sat and nattered to some of Derya's friends from school, danced like an idiot, saw Josh from college who had a Guinness hat on, and finished the night off with the neighbours and some other Albanians.
The best part was when Aoife, who was with her bloke Bill, leaned over to me. "Don't you miss Simon, being surrounded by all these couples?"
I looked at the time and grinned like an idiot. "No! Because he's coming to visit me tomorrow!"
So I spent a lot of the evening grinning like an idiot, and dancing happily to cheesy songs,a nd even walking home in the cold was okay, because I was talking to people and really, stupidly, feeling like I belonged in the social side of university. I know that sounds daft, and nine times out of ten I'm fully aware I am a student and belong here, but sometimes I feel like a bit of a lemon. Last night, though, was lovely.
I am a little hungover now, though, and I have four and a half hours to do my laundry, clean my room, clean the kitchen and do all the odds and sods that need doing every Saturday (this now includes the shopping, eep, busy busy!), but that's all I have to worry about until I go to work, and then it's practically tomorrow. I am being unashamedly soppy and I don't care right now. Not even the mild hangover and the fact I bit my tongue last night so half of it is swollen up (mmm, sexy) can put me off right now.
~Hathy_Col~
