let's exchange the experience
Apr. 16th, 2006 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolWell, a very Happy Easter to those that celebrate it and a happy day with some films on the telly to those that don't. Other than Doctor Who squee, my day has been variable.
Tap is abysmal. I was joking about not wanting people to see it; now I'm serious. The first tap is not so bad, needs improving and I admit I'm not wonderful, but at least I know vaguely what I'm doing. The second has not been organised properly, the timing still isn't sorted and the teacher doesn't know the dance or how to teach. It's actually embarrassing for all concerned and I don't want a part of it, but I can't duck out now. The fear, though, is that people I know are going to see this. Simon was making noises about travelling to see it, and I'm resisting the urge to scream "PLEASE GOD NO!" because it will just hurt for all concerned, and I don't want people I know and care about to spend money, or time, or effort, over going to see it. There's nothing I'm proud of in it. Simple as that.
Anyway. That sucked, but me and Katie justified oursevles by going to Subway and then getting some cheap creamcakes in Tescos. I am a bad person, but I am also a person who is EATING BISCUITS AND GOD SAYS IT OKAY and that sort of makes it better. I spent a lot of the afternoon sitting and chatting with Katie and Kim, playing cards with Derya and Sarah and Katie, and making a big roast dinner for everyone.
I think that's just a tradition that I have at home, but every Easter we have a big lunch and by God, I may not be in Ormskirk but I was going to make an effort. I peeled potatoes and made mash and roasties, carrots, and even, for the sheer hell of it, saw what would happen if I added some courgettes and red pepper fried in olive oil and weirdly it all really worked. And then there was some apple pie that I brought up from Ormskirk and all in all I am chuffed with myself, because I made Easter mean at least something, even though I more or less took all the day off from work. Tomorrow the horrible workload of death starts again, but I can deal with that, because tonight I have had a little bit of rose wine, and some nice food that I made myself, so life should seem okay for a bit.
It's not, to be honest. I'm having a very 'down' evening, which I can't really explain or justify, other than a general exhaustion of this time of year. I'm already back down to the grind while every other studemt, whilst revising hard at home or writing essays, etc, etc, at least don't have to get up tomorrow and go to lectures...
I think I'm going to go and pray there's some hot water left, go and have a shower if there is, get a cup of tea, and go and read a little before I go to bed.
I thoroughly thoroughly thoroughly disapprove of phones NOT DAMNED WORKING WHEN PEOPLE ARE IN GLOUCESTERSHIRE. That is all.
~Hathy_Col~
Tap is abysmal. I was joking about not wanting people to see it; now I'm serious. The first tap is not so bad, needs improving and I admit I'm not wonderful, but at least I know vaguely what I'm doing. The second has not been organised properly, the timing still isn't sorted and the teacher doesn't know the dance or how to teach. It's actually embarrassing for all concerned and I don't want a part of it, but I can't duck out now. The fear, though, is that people I know are going to see this. Simon was making noises about travelling to see it, and I'm resisting the urge to scream "PLEASE GOD NO!" because it will just hurt for all concerned, and I don't want people I know and care about to spend money, or time, or effort, over going to see it. There's nothing I'm proud of in it. Simple as that.
Anyway. That sucked, but me and Katie justified oursevles by going to Subway and then getting some cheap creamcakes in Tescos. I am a bad person, but I am also a person who is EATING BISCUITS AND GOD SAYS IT OKAY and that sort of makes it better. I spent a lot of the afternoon sitting and chatting with Katie and Kim, playing cards with Derya and Sarah and Katie, and making a big roast dinner for everyone.
I think that's just a tradition that I have at home, but every Easter we have a big lunch and by God, I may not be in Ormskirk but I was going to make an effort. I peeled potatoes and made mash and roasties, carrots, and even, for the sheer hell of it, saw what would happen if I added some courgettes and red pepper fried in olive oil and weirdly it all really worked. And then there was some apple pie that I brought up from Ormskirk and all in all I am chuffed with myself, because I made Easter mean at least something, even though I more or less took all the day off from work. Tomorrow the horrible workload of death starts again, but I can deal with that, because tonight I have had a little bit of rose wine, and some nice food that I made myself, so life should seem okay for a bit.
It's not, to be honest. I'm having a very 'down' evening, which I can't really explain or justify, other than a general exhaustion of this time of year. I'm already back down to the grind while every other studemt, whilst revising hard at home or writing essays, etc, etc, at least don't have to get up tomorrow and go to lectures...
I think I'm going to go and pray there's some hot water left, go and have a shower if there is, get a cup of tea, and go and read a little before I go to bed.
I thoroughly thoroughly thoroughly disapprove of phones NOT DAMNED WORKING WHEN PEOPLE ARE IN GLOUCESTERSHIRE. That is all.
~Hathy_Col~
