Ever wonder what the hell is going on around you? nah... me neither

So very important thought- Justin Timberlake wants to kill young Scarlett- I'm telling you, his new song has just hit my ears via headphones and I believe there to be some sort of mysterious threat like tone to it...... pop music CAN be deep, or just disturbing.

I passed Olde English- this is a major deal to me. The reason I had to repeat this dam year in the first place, but of course there was a cringe worthy moment. In I walk to the English Department- anticipating the worst and the office is locked- it is a sign from God I thought- I am in fact doomed and will remain in this second year limbo for another 47 years (for that is how long one will end up in hell for- you will never know if I made that fact up or not). So I hike further to my Jane Austen class and ponder on my life. I felt screwed to be honest, I sat beside a girl who did not know me and I would imagine now never wants to! I had this vacant expression on my face the entire two hours, I was shaking inside and out with worry and also kept asking questions about Mansfield Park- when I panic I cannot shut up. I bit down on my lower lip so hard it actually begged for mercy..... oh it was a long class I tell you. But then I checked my phone with ten minutes to go and saw a missed call. Oh my God- it's the English Department and they want my half arsed stupidity out of this college......... I wait the ten minutes and then return the phone call that went something like......:

ME: "Hi, This is Ciara Guiry here, I received a call from this number"
ED: "Oh hi Ciara, I was just ringing with regards to your Olde English exam"
ME: *big sigh "Yes......"
ED: "I just wanted to know if you had a cert for last year on file or is this exam capped for you?"
ME: "As far as I know it is capped"
ED: "Oh right- that is grand so, thank you."
ME:" Wait! Have they been corrected?"
ED: "Yes they have"
ME:" Did I pass?"
ED: "You did indeed"
ME: "Oh Sweet Jesus"
ED: "Sorry?"
ME: "Thank you!"

DIAL TONE.....

It was actually better than phone sex

Dear Santa,

I am more than painfully aware that your festive time has passed.... HOWEVER, I just saw a really pretty relic in my archaeology notes and I want it. This is just a passing thought, expect similar demands and soon.....

Sincerely,
Snoozey

It's 4.20am and I have an Olde English Exam in 6 hours... give or take. If you know me you will know that this is the subject that caused all those problems last year- the repeating and all that wondrous jazz. So I decided I didn't deserve to sleep in order to just make sure I know what I'm doing when I get in there in the morning. First things first is to pray, then write and then pray some more.

I feel happy for people that do well! Even people I am not thrilled about in life! I always thought that made me a great person- but I think (at this hour anyway!) that it just makes me a little less ambitious.... cough. I'll forever smile at Van Dutch footwear and no-one will ever understand! If I tried to explain it would be futile.

Oh, a housemate has returned for the evening- lets call him whore #1.

Why are boys so slow? clueless and all-round idiots? It's a question that you should answer in your head before even attempting to articulate- otherwise you will end up like me and the moral of today is: THAT IS NOT A GOOD THING.

I'm going to go learn about Anglo Saxon warfare- why? Because I am just that cool....

Today is not the best day- I think people expect too much of others- take hypothetical situation of Friday. cancelling prior engagements due to professional situations is not always a purposeful task, why must we take things to the extreme we do? I mean- grrrr

I have a cold- you know the kind, nasty head cold that hurts ones face, yet you sound fine. I hate that- at least if I sound terrible I can get suitable sympathy, but right now that is not the case- if I survive the next 24hrs you'll be the first to know.