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08/26/2007
Who inivited the plebeans?
Ok. I have lived on this estate for 17 years... As have you. Some of you longer. Surely by now there must be something else you can ridiculeas well as myself? Or is you mental capacity so limited that you can still derive limitless amusement from the same insults you hurled a decade ago? Also I would like to add that there are things I'd rather listen to in the evening as opposed to people threatening to kill each other, so can you keep your voices down. We all know that none of you have the guts to actually do anything, so how about you all go and play somewhere out of ear shot so I can listen to my music?
Other than that I love living where I do. But as the title suggests, a well structed chav-hunt is in order... nukes also considered.
Counting down the days until I'm back at The Leys. Which is remarkably sad and I really shouldn't admit to it, but hey, c'est la vie. Still need to finish sorting my room and pack for next weeks biology trip, which will also be good. But at the moment I am slightly too wound up to do that, or sleep.
Harlton tomorrow, first *semi-service* as I don't have to play all of it, just learn how the order of service goes and what will be required of me. Should be interesting. I might go back to the doctors about the sleep thing, it is getting a little irksome now.
On a happier note had a lovely day with Carrie today. :D Went and sat on the floor in Boarders and looked at all the cookery books, wondered around town, lunch in the coffee shop (church) and then back to cookery books. :D I've now hired her to make my wedding cake :P. lol. - that was the other topic of conversation as *everyone* seems to be getting married at the moment, which is lovely for them, but does really run it in for all the lonely single girls out there. We didn't mope that much promise. Just looked at some photos of amazing sugar icing to console ourselves and realised that is probably entirely our own faults anyway so we shouldn't complain. Silly really how worked up people can get over things like that, even if they are not looking for anything, let alone something with so much commitment. Oh well... ~Guys are rubbish. We still love them, care for them, run our lives around them... but they are so rubbish!
I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies... I will not include cooking in my hobbies...
I don't have the time nor money :( Pity...
ooooh someone please remind me I have to print out some holiday photos for Steve ..... :S
This is getting silly, I need to sleep. I have work to do, and a life to run, lying in bed staring at the ceiling is not doing anyone any favours. I also need to sort out my eating pattern but I might leave that for the moment. - one baby step at a time. I don't even have anything specific on my mind. Well, strictly that isn't true... but I *shouldn't* have anything on my mind. Nothing will change, nothing will happen, life will go on as it always has done with or without any intervention from me or anyone else.
9 days left until structure and simplicty returns...
xXx
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