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Feb. 11th, 2008 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolY HELO THAR COMMON COLD VIRUS. *sneezes* Sore throat, slightly fever, achey joints, sore eyes and I'm just starting to get the sneezes. I feel thoroughly sorry for myself, although this is probably more due to the fact I can't nap it off.
On the bright side, it'll stop me eating so much and I get the joy of being the first to infect all my classes with the cold of 'being surrounded by lots of new people who have been travelling to exotic places.' Mwahaha.
I have now been to my first class and have a slight case of the horrors about it; the bloke seems nice enough, but I've been told about what a scary marker he is. The worst part is that 6.7% of my grade (and that probably says a lot about his mind if he's worked that out) is going to go on the 'quality and quantity of... contributions'. Quantity I'm fine with, you can't shut me up in classes, but quality? From me? She who compared Samuel Pepys to the paparazzi following Britney Spears around? ("It's like, he knows not to look, but he does? And it's sort of awful but we all want to know about the gossip? You know, like Britney?") Oh help. The essays abnd presentations look reasonable, but oh my.
Let's see how the other one pans out.
Anyway. As part of my general resolutions to do well in life etc etc, I have got books out of the library (I really don't want to have to buy anything unless we'll be using it every week, and even then if I can find them in the library then I don't care) and plan to actually read them. More importantly, my resolution to look like a tramp is going along nicely. Katie peered at me before I left and said "You're wearing MAKE-UP" before I left the house (only mascara! Honest!) and I did my hair. Unfortunately I seemed to skim over a bit of my hair and not put the gunk on, so one side looked calm and curly and the other exploded into stereotypical Colleen hair, so it's now been pulled back, but still.
AND EVEN BETTER THAN THAT our washing machine has been fixed and as of tomorrow we can use it. You have no idea how exciting this is. Our main problem will me trying not to beat each other around the head to try and get a go at the washing machine, I think. This house whiffs to Febreze at the moment for a reason, you know.
On the bright side, it'll stop me eating so much and I get the joy of being the first to infect all my classes with the cold of 'being surrounded by lots of new people who have been travelling to exotic places.' Mwahaha.
I have now been to my first class and have a slight case of the horrors about it; the bloke seems nice enough, but I've been told about what a scary marker he is. The worst part is that 6.7% of my grade (and that probably says a lot about his mind if he's worked that out) is going to go on the 'quality and quantity of... contributions'. Quantity I'm fine with, you can't shut me up in classes, but quality? From me? She who compared Samuel Pepys to the paparazzi following Britney Spears around? ("It's like, he knows not to look, but he does? And it's sort of awful but we all want to know about the gossip? You know, like Britney?") Oh help. The essays abnd presentations look reasonable, but oh my.
Let's see how the other one pans out.
Anyway. As part of my general resolutions to do well in life etc etc, I have got books out of the library (I really don't want to have to buy anything unless we'll be using it every week, and even then if I can find them in the library then I don't care) and plan to actually read them. More importantly, my resolution to look like a tramp is going along nicely. Katie peered at me before I left and said "You're wearing MAKE-UP" before I left the house (only mascara! Honest!) and I did my hair. Unfortunately I seemed to skim over a bit of my hair and not put the gunk on, so one side looked calm and curly and the other exploded into stereotypical Colleen hair, so it's now been pulled back, but still.
AND EVEN BETTER THAN THAT our washing machine has been fixed and as of tomorrow we can use it. You have no idea how exciting this is. Our main problem will me trying not to beat each other around the head to try and get a go at the washing machine, I think. This house whiffs to Febreze at the moment for a reason, you know.
