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May. 9th, 2006 04:52 pmI am not getting down with my studious self yet, but to be honest I suspect I never will. I am a history student, and lo, I am doomed to be a lazy cow.
Besides, I'm knackered. I stayed up last night reading Questionable Content (I AM SO ADDICTED) and got up shockingly early this morning for the purpose of a Wyrd Sisters rehearsal, that went well. However, I'm now really, really tired.
The rest of this post is hideously TMI, but I'm not cutting it.
Also, sleeping is... not so easy, right now. I keep on waking up to rally indistinct weird noises, that I realise too late are my housemates having sex. GUYS! BITE THE FUCKING PILLOW OR SOMETHING. IT IS FAINTLY AMUSING SOMETIMES, WHEN I AM HAVING TO EXPLAIN TO PEOPLE ON THE PHONE WHAT THE WEIRD NOISE IN THE BACKGROUND IS IT IS LESS SO. Why, yes, I do say this as the one who isn't seeing her bloke until June. Also I appreciate that I am not always quiet, but you have heard me maybe five times between the four of you. If it is more, I apologise, but honestly. Don't stop having sex on my account, I am happy enough that you are getting it and are in relationships/having fun, and everyone is noisy sometimes, but holy crap, people. Put on some damned music!
Also, I can't eat so well right now. My tongue is in open rebellion. The piercing is fine, but the great big ulcerated thing on the left side of my tongue is less so. I am having trouble eating (anything with taste is a big no-no), everything I drink has to be luke-warm, cleaning my teeth is a daily ritual of agony, the tongue has swollen up on that side so I can't even chew the few things that don't burn like fire, and all the skin on the top is doing the delightful dying off thing, so I suspect I have rotten bad breath, which not being able to clean my teeth probably doesn't help.
It is a good thing I am not getting any right about now, because dude, I am about as sexy as a dead skunk.
In finale news of Why Colleen Is More Unsexy Than Usual, my skin has joined in the rebellion. I know I'm still working out all the crap from the make-up (I don't wear make-up very often and when I do it is a light powder. The manky greasepaint stuff is a recipe for disaster) but oh, this is hideous.
So, basically, all of this is no reason for me to be not with the revision, but I'm looking up stuff about the Enlightenment. I am LOVING this new policy of "we don't care if you write about the same topic as in your exam" because it makes life easier and makes my life-stress free.
You know, other than the fact that I highly suspect I will be eating luke-warm Slim-Fast for tea (a remnant of Katie's tongue piercing days) and will do so the next week, life is stress-free. Ho hum.
Also, God Bless Bonjela I Say.
~Hathy_Col~
Besides, I'm knackered. I stayed up last night reading Questionable Content (I AM SO ADDICTED) and got up shockingly early this morning for the purpose of a Wyrd Sisters rehearsal, that went well. However, I'm now really, really tired.
The rest of this post is hideously TMI, but I'm not cutting it.
Also, sleeping is... not so easy, right now. I keep on waking up to rally indistinct weird noises, that I realise too late are my housemates having sex. GUYS! BITE THE FUCKING PILLOW OR SOMETHING. IT IS FAINTLY AMUSING SOMETIMES, WHEN I AM HAVING TO EXPLAIN TO PEOPLE ON THE PHONE WHAT THE WEIRD NOISE IN THE BACKGROUND IS IT IS LESS SO. Why, yes, I do say this as the one who isn't seeing her bloke until June. Also I appreciate that I am not always quiet, but you have heard me maybe five times between the four of you. If it is more, I apologise, but honestly. Don't stop having sex on my account, I am happy enough that you are getting it and are in relationships/having fun, and everyone is noisy sometimes, but holy crap, people. Put on some damned music!
Also, I can't eat so well right now. My tongue is in open rebellion. The piercing is fine, but the great big ulcerated thing on the left side of my tongue is less so. I am having trouble eating (anything with taste is a big no-no), everything I drink has to be luke-warm, cleaning my teeth is a daily ritual of agony, the tongue has swollen up on that side so I can't even chew the few things that don't burn like fire, and all the skin on the top is doing the delightful dying off thing, so I suspect I have rotten bad breath, which not being able to clean my teeth probably doesn't help.
It is a good thing I am not getting any right about now, because dude, I am about as sexy as a dead skunk.
In finale news of Why Colleen Is More Unsexy Than Usual, my skin has joined in the rebellion. I know I'm still working out all the crap from the make-up (I don't wear make-up very often and when I do it is a light powder. The manky greasepaint stuff is a recipe for disaster) but oh, this is hideous.
So, basically, all of this is no reason for me to be not with the revision, but I'm looking up stuff about the Enlightenment. I am LOVING this new policy of "we don't care if you write about the same topic as in your exam" because it makes life easier and makes my life-stress free.
You know, other than the fact that I highly suspect I will be eating luke-warm Slim-Fast for tea (a remnant of Katie's tongue piercing days) and will do so the next week, life is stress-free. Ho hum.
Also, God Bless Bonjela I Say.
~Hathy_Col~