This time I did precisely nothing apart from get laughed at and get randomers coming up to me going "You're Helen from Clare, aren't you? You're X's friend. I heard all about you"*chortle chortle chortle* Camford - this is why I hate men.
And Alaric - yes, I was, as I thought I had friends there. Now I discover that in fact I'm the laughing stock of their 2nd year (and half the 3rd year and probably some Freshers) I'm less enamoured of the place.
Am now wet, cold, tired (9-5 day) and pissed off because my Pharm practical went horribly wrong. Bugger.
This time I did precisely nothing apart from get laughed at and get randomers coming up to me going "You're Helen from Clare, aren't you? You're X's friend. I heard all about you"*chortle chortle chortle* Camford - this is why I hate men.
I still don't get it... Maybe it's because I'm running on a 486 today or something.
I still don't get it... Maybe it's because I'm running on a 486 today or something.
OK, you don't know the full story. Went to said college for formal last year a couple of times. Got a bit drunk, may have made a bit of a fool of myself. Fine, just thought that a few people involved would remember and all would be cool. But no, the whole of the 2nd year who were there know everything, and have exaggerrated it into some huge horrible orgy/obsessive stalking session. And I hate him for it.
OK, you don't know the full story. Went to said college for formal last year a couple of times. Got a bit drunk, may have made a bit of a fool of myself. Fine, just thought that a few people involved would remember and all would be cool. But no, the whole of the 2nd year who were there know everything, and have exaggerrated it into some huge horrible orgy/obsessive stalking session. And I hate him for it.
Who is him? Isn't it unfair to hate the whole man kind just because of one man? I can be very nice you know, when I get my P4 2.5GHz brain back...
EDIT: I'm sure he is terrible... you have indeed made a mistake in choosing him as a friend/acquintence. Then again, you can wish death upon him everyday before you go to bed... it just might work.
I think she's exaggerating about the hating ever male bit, you know, just for a bit of effect.
Don't think you get counted out of this one, honey. Just because I'm not plotting your death today...
And Camford, while he was the source of the problem, I fear that he was not alone in its perpetration. There are more men involved in that. For now I'm not happy with any of you.
help me someone this is getting to be a real problem
what more can i do to try and make myself stay awake i really try vbt you know when you can't actually focus your eyes and they keep shutting and you have to eally struggle to open them again.....
It was my birthday last term and my bf made a video of me blowing out my candles and my eyes were nearly shut! I was singing myself happy birthday as well and I forgot the words . You get used to being tired, but staying capable. You WILL be fine - just try and get some proper rest.
It was my birthday last term and my bf made a video of me blowing out my candles and my eyes were nearly shut! I was singing myself happy birthday as well and I forgot the words . You get used to being tired, but staying capable. You WILL be fine - just try and get some proper rest.
ah, but I always thought you had to shut your eyes to make a wish anyway thanks
It was my birthday last term and my bf made a video of me blowing out my candles and my eyes were nearly shut! I was singing myself happy birthday as well and I forgot the words . You get used to being tired, but staying capable. You WILL be fine - just try and get some proper rest.
Yeah, I think I got my first night's sleep since the freshers arrived that was over 6 and a half hours last night. I still felt rough.
Willa is right though, afternoon napping feels like a waste of time, but makes you feel much better
yeah, visesh, but im going to be the one theyre doing the research on
They were soooo close to doing a TMI on me. They then asked how old I was, just before I signed the informed consent. Screw my lack of age. Oh well, 28 days to go...
They were soooo close to doing a TMI on me. They then asked how old I was, just before I signed the informed consent. Screw my lack of age. Oh well, 28 days to go...
wassa tmi?
i refused to agree to having mri scans of my head though. although the lure of "a free picture of your brain" WAS tempting