Ej atpūsties bērns rīt gara diena. Es labprāt atbrauktu ciemos un satiktu tevi jau kārtējo reizi, bet tu tač zini, tu tač saproti. Vaine?
Iespēja ir 50 pret 50. Es ceļos un nākt, nē, es skrienu. Bet tanī pat brīdī es esmu vēl te pat, nekustos ne no vietas. Es ļoti neizteiksmīgi baudu atdzisušo tējas tasi un palētos, tomēr garšīgos, cepumus ar šokolādes gabaliņiem.
Un vēl Tev derētu zināt, ka ne allaž viss ir par Tevi vien... Arī šoreiz ne.
Drīzi beigsies tēja, tad arī izlemšu ko darīt šovakar. Jā, man ir uzmetusies kārtējā piektdienas neizlēmība.
Dziesma: Astro'n'out - Apaļa pasaule
Showing posts with label student union. Show all posts
Showing posts with label student union. Show all posts
Friday, 20 May 2011
Saturday, 2 April 2011
Night Night
Ok, so i went to the pre-party, or shall i say 'function', at friend's flat. However, i was not planning to go to the union's party afterwards. But then Laserman made me change my mind. We got there at close to midnight, which is when the door closes. To my surprise, there was a line, but they still let people in after twelve, so yeeeey. Haha. Anywho.
The party was alright, i guess. At first the music was really lame. And, oh gosh, they had run out of Calsberg. Wth??? Oh well.
Got back to residence fairly late, but had a wee chat with Laserman. Then went off to sleep.
The morning came too soon. My head hurt a bit, and my mind was all over the place.
But i couldn't stay in the bed for long, since i needed to pack to go to Latvia. :) Now i'm almost done packing, and i also cleaned my room. As i always do, so i can return to a clean place. My cold, i think, is backing off, since all the 'bad' stuffs coming out now. Although i still feel bad. Oh, and my mom called me around noon. That was really great! She was in the airport at that time, and yeah. Was cool to talk to her for a bit since i'm not going to see her now, when i'll be visiting.
Also, great stuff, my flight is super early tomorrow, before the trains start to run. So guess what? I'm taking the last, or second last train today and then i'll spend the night at the airport. Fun stuff!! :o
AND i'll also be missing Laserman's birthday. Not sure if i've mentioned it before(?). He's birthday is on Friday, but I hope to celebrate it with him when i come back. :)
Alright dear imaginary friends, i'm off to get ready. And maybe before i leave i'll go to the BBQ that the other people are organizing..maybe. That's not yet final... I don't really have any 'grillable' food. Haha.
Ok, ok, ok, i'm done blah-blah-ing for now.
P.S. Something tells me that i might post again while at the airport. ;)
The party was alright, i guess. At first the music was really lame. And, oh gosh, they had run out of Calsberg. Wth??? Oh well.
Got back to residence fairly late, but had a wee chat with Laserman. Then went off to sleep.
The morning came too soon. My head hurt a bit, and my mind was all over the place.
But i couldn't stay in the bed for long, since i needed to pack to go to Latvia. :) Now i'm almost done packing, and i also cleaned my room. As i always do, so i can return to a clean place. My cold, i think, is backing off, since all the 'bad' stuffs coming out now. Although i still feel bad. Oh, and my mom called me around noon. That was really great! She was in the airport at that time, and yeah. Was cool to talk to her for a bit since i'm not going to see her now, when i'll be visiting.
Also, great stuff, my flight is super early tomorrow, before the trains start to run. So guess what? I'm taking the last, or second last train today and then i'll spend the night at the airport. Fun stuff!! :o
AND i'll also be missing Laserman's birthday. Not sure if i've mentioned it before(?). He's birthday is on Friday, but I hope to celebrate it with him when i come back. :)
Alright dear imaginary friends, i'm off to get ready. And maybe before i leave i'll go to the BBQ that the other people are organizing..maybe. That's not yet final... I don't really have any 'grillable' food. Haha.
Ok, ok, ok, i'm done blah-blah-ing for now.
P.S. Something tells me that i might post again while at the airport. ;)
Wednesday, 23 March 2011
Will it be an 'A'?
I'm in a good mood today despite everything else. :D
Today was the first assesment at uni this trimester. It was a group presentation for 'Reflections on Social Science' module. It will determine 50% of the final mark for this class. So guess what, it was a damn important presentation.
I was in a group with four guys. And, of course, i was really happy to work with guys, because i think guys can do better... But i could be wrong... I simply feel that i work better with guys then with girls.
We had to explore and research to answer the question ''Does social class matter?'' (Of course it does!)
Anyway. Today we met up at 9am at our uni's library and worked on the presentation ALL day, until 4pm. It sure was a long day, and I hadn't slept much, and was really tired. And, needless to say, i didn't have much to eat for breakfast. I was really glad to know that everyone had done research for the examples, and social class theories. You know, group work really is where the statement ''You're as strong as the weakest link'' applies. Can't express the joy that everyone did something.
So we worked on this thing for a long, long time (and, unfortunatelly, we did not go to the lecture, instead we kept working on putting together the whole thing).
We were the third of four groups to present. It went fairly smooth, other than the fact that one guy went into too much detail about Marks and Weber, and Functionalism. We went a bit over time, but no one cared. The tutor had only two criticisms for the whole thing. And at the end of the workshop he came up to us and said that we'll probably get an A for the presentation. Needless to say, we were the best of the four groups.
So then we decided to go to the Union to celebrate the Scottish style, with a pint (or more) of beer. Yeah, it was not late, and i think it was the first time i had beer so early in the day (oh no it wasn't, my bad hahaha). Btw, call me cheap, but the guys payed for my beer. What ever. Guys are an awesome species sometimes. LOL
Now that we've done celebrating, i'm back to stress about Friday's and Tuesday's tests. But i think i'll take a break today and study all day tomorrow. I'm just exhausted.
Peace yo. :D
Today was the first assesment at uni this trimester. It was a group presentation for 'Reflections on Social Science' module. It will determine 50% of the final mark for this class. So guess what, it was a damn important presentation.
I was in a group with four guys. And, of course, i was really happy to work with guys, because i think guys can do better... But i could be wrong... I simply feel that i work better with guys then with girls.
We had to explore and research to answer the question ''Does social class matter?'' (Of course it does!)
Anyway. Today we met up at 9am at our uni's library and worked on the presentation ALL day, until 4pm. It sure was a long day, and I hadn't slept much, and was really tired. And, needless to say, i didn't have much to eat for breakfast. I was really glad to know that everyone had done research for the examples, and social class theories. You know, group work really is where the statement ''You're as strong as the weakest link'' applies. Can't express the joy that everyone did something.
So we worked on this thing for a long, long time (and, unfortunatelly, we did not go to the lecture, instead we kept working on putting together the whole thing).
We were the third of four groups to present. It went fairly smooth, other than the fact that one guy went into too much detail about Marks and Weber, and Functionalism. We went a bit over time, but no one cared. The tutor had only two criticisms for the whole thing. And at the end of the workshop he came up to us and said that we'll probably get an A for the presentation. Needless to say, we were the best of the four groups.
So then we decided to go to the Union to celebrate the Scottish style, with a pint (or more) of beer. Yeah, it was not late, and i think it was the first time i had beer so early in the day (oh no it wasn't, my bad hahaha). Btw, call me cheap, but the guys payed for my beer. What ever. Guys are an awesome species sometimes. LOL
Now that we've done celebrating, i'm back to stress about Friday's and Tuesday's tests. But i think i'll take a break today and study all day tomorrow. I'm just exhausted.
Peace yo. :D
Friday, 11 March 2011
Who's Got Your Eye?
Oh, so there's a guy who's seariously gotten my eye on him.
...just saying. :D
Anywho, it's my least favourite, AND the most favourite day of the week - Friday. And yes, I hope I'll be seeing him today.
Paka for now.
...just saying. :D
Anywho, it's my least favourite, AND the most favourite day of the week - Friday. And yes, I hope I'll be seeing him today.
Paka for now.
Saturday, 20 November 2010
just talk ?
I was homesick all evening. It sorta killed me, not everything, but a tiny, tiny part of me definately died. I wrote a poem that made me cry when I read over it. It starts off with anger, anxiety, then fast transforms into pain. Not the one you get now and then, but the pain that sits inside all the time and never leaves. And the pain becomes real quiet as the last line concludes, but it's still there, never letting go.
I cried because it starts of so strong, as if I've got the whole world in my hands, but going through the pain the poem becomes powerless, as if there's nothing that can be done to reduce the pain. I cried because it shows how I feel every now and then, it made me sad. I try not to think that way, but I'm never able to control it, not all the way.
I went to a party at the student union today (yesterday that is). I'm pretty sure it wasn't the best thing to do, but hey, better than sitting all alone in my room. None of my friends were there, at least none of those that I say are my friends. So I went there alone hoping to meet someone I'd know. I met my flatmates and their friends. I know they dislike me, but I joined their circle anyway. There can't be anything worse than dancing alone at a party, in my opinion. So right away I start searching for a cute guy. There were a few whom I had noticed previous weeks, but none were good enough. (Ok, there was one, but he already had a girl around his neck.) Quite a few Scottish guys tried some lame pick up lines, and really bad dance moves. Good try, NAT!
There was this really nice guy that I met though. He's Scottish as well but we started dancing together because my flatmates had went for a drink, and everyone else was elsewhere. So for several times during the night we just sticked together so to say. He tried to get me to dance with him, kinda form one of those couples that you see by the end of every party. I said i just wanted to dance, i didn't however mention that I refused his invite due to the fact that HE was the one inviting. We went outside for a smoke. That was him smoking, me just admitting that I had cigarettes with me, just in case I feel like having one, but I stayed off of them and tried to understand what he and and another guy were talking about. (Yeah, the accent is still sometimes a barrier when communicating with people who have never ever lived outside of Scotland.) I found out that he plays in the american football team (so did the guy that I nicknamed Dog, the first one I went to a date in this country). As it turns out there's about 45 of them. And the cute guy with the gal around his neck is in the team as well. Bullocs ? I think so.
I left the party at about 20 minutes before 3 am (the party ends at 3, and it's always good to leave right before everyone does). By now the dance floor had several 'party couples' but not as many as other nights. The room smelled of sweat and upset men. Most of them were still trying to hunt down some gal. I wanted to leave, the image of the place was sad. Very sad, in any possible way. And the worst part was that I was there, a part of the picture. I found my jacket and in no time I was on my way to the student residence. I allowed myself to have one cigarette. Sew me, i don't care, i'm still a non-smoker. I just have a cigarette or two (or more) on days when I'm kinda depressed, or just drunk and stupid. This was a combination of both.
On my way I was thinking, again, about how sad such parties are, so degrating. And I wondered, all this time I've been going to them. Same agenda: drinks, party, dancing, men, dancing, more drinks, maybe a decent guy, getting back to the rez late, hangover next morning. The SAME every friday. Why had I stayed to the same routine almost every weekend since in Scotland. Why? A thrill, meeting new people, drinking, but the main reason was letting all out on the dance floor. Just enjoying the sounds of music and dancing. Just dancing! Yeah, that's why I go back. (Haha, now I know!) So I was walking all alone and thinking, and I realized what I want. The perfect situation that could be. This is what I came up with: I want to talk. Talk with a person who would listen, a person who I would want to listen to. And just say EVERYTHING, that comes across the mind. We'd be sitting on a bench during fall or spring. The weather would be not too cold, but we would have our jackets on. We'd talk in a fairly late evening, the sun would set soon. In front of us would be a view of a city. Any city, but we'd have a wonderful view, just to make it more perfect. We would talk for hours, days if we had to. I really want that to happen, I want to talk, cry if I must, and laugh, of course. Yes, I want to talk, but most importantly I want to find someone to talk to.
I got to my room and drank some water. Had a kit-kat break, hehe. Went to bed and begun writing this post. When I was describing the party, guess what happened. The fire alarm went of. I was considering staying in my room, but the sound was capable of murdering, I had to go outside. Very upset I got on some clothes and was outside. I treated myself with a cigarette, and I apollagized my self when I was done. "Sorry," I whispered. It was cold outside and now the alcohol was no more warming me up. It was about half part four in the morning. I could see in other people faces that I wasn't the only one mad about this.
I'm back in my room now and I think I should get some sleep.
Sweet dreams to all.
I cried because it starts of so strong, as if I've got the whole world in my hands, but going through the pain the poem becomes powerless, as if there's nothing that can be done to reduce the pain. I cried because it shows how I feel every now and then, it made me sad. I try not to think that way, but I'm never able to control it, not all the way.
I went to a party at the student union today (yesterday that is). I'm pretty sure it wasn't the best thing to do, but hey, better than sitting all alone in my room. None of my friends were there, at least none of those that I say are my friends. So I went there alone hoping to meet someone I'd know. I met my flatmates and their friends. I know they dislike me, but I joined their circle anyway. There can't be anything worse than dancing alone at a party, in my opinion. So right away I start searching for a cute guy. There were a few whom I had noticed previous weeks, but none were good enough. (Ok, there was one, but he already had a girl around his neck.) Quite a few Scottish guys tried some lame pick up lines, and really bad dance moves. Good try, NAT!
There was this really nice guy that I met though. He's Scottish as well but we started dancing together because my flatmates had went for a drink, and everyone else was elsewhere. So for several times during the night we just sticked together so to say. He tried to get me to dance with him, kinda form one of those couples that you see by the end of every party. I said i just wanted to dance, i didn't however mention that I refused his invite due to the fact that HE was the one inviting. We went outside for a smoke. That was him smoking, me just admitting that I had cigarettes with me, just in case I feel like having one, but I stayed off of them and tried to understand what he and and another guy were talking about. (Yeah, the accent is still sometimes a barrier when communicating with people who have never ever lived outside of Scotland.) I found out that he plays in the american football team (so did the guy that I nicknamed Dog, the first one I went to a date in this country). As it turns out there's about 45 of them. And the cute guy with the gal around his neck is in the team as well. Bullocs ? I think so.
I left the party at about 20 minutes before 3 am (the party ends at 3, and it's always good to leave right before everyone does). By now the dance floor had several 'party couples' but not as many as other nights. The room smelled of sweat and upset men. Most of them were still trying to hunt down some gal. I wanted to leave, the image of the place was sad. Very sad, in any possible way. And the worst part was that I was there, a part of the picture. I found my jacket and in no time I was on my way to the student residence. I allowed myself to have one cigarette. Sew me, i don't care, i'm still a non-smoker. I just have a cigarette or two (or more) on days when I'm kinda depressed, or just drunk and stupid. This was a combination of both.
On my way I was thinking, again, about how sad such parties are, so degrating. And I wondered, all this time I've been going to them. Same agenda: drinks, party, dancing, men, dancing, more drinks, maybe a decent guy, getting back to the rez late, hangover next morning. The SAME every friday. Why had I stayed to the same routine almost every weekend since in Scotland. Why? A thrill, meeting new people, drinking, but the main reason was letting all out on the dance floor. Just enjoying the sounds of music and dancing. Just dancing! Yeah, that's why I go back. (Haha, now I know!) So I was walking all alone and thinking, and I realized what I want. The perfect situation that could be. This is what I came up with: I want to talk. Talk with a person who would listen, a person who I would want to listen to. And just say EVERYTHING, that comes across the mind. We'd be sitting on a bench during fall or spring. The weather would be not too cold, but we would have our jackets on. We'd talk in a fairly late evening, the sun would set soon. In front of us would be a view of a city. Any city, but we'd have a wonderful view, just to make it more perfect. We would talk for hours, days if we had to. I really want that to happen, I want to talk, cry if I must, and laugh, of course. Yes, I want to talk, but most importantly I want to find someone to talk to.
I got to my room and drank some water. Had a kit-kat break, hehe. Went to bed and begun writing this post. When I was describing the party, guess what happened. The fire alarm went of. I was considering staying in my room, but the sound was capable of murdering, I had to go outside. Very upset I got on some clothes and was outside. I treated myself with a cigarette, and I apollagized my self when I was done. "Sorry," I whispered. It was cold outside and now the alcohol was no more warming me up. It was about half part four in the morning. I could see in other people faces that I wasn't the only one mad about this.
I'm back in my room now and I think I should get some sleep.
Sweet dreams to all.
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Nogale
Nedēļas nogale bija sasaudīti gara un aizraujoša. Negribējas, lai nāk otrdiena, bet tā, (maita), atnāca. Veikli aprakstīšu ko kurā dienā darīju un kur biju.
Tātad, piektdien ilgi gulēju. Kad cēlos, sakārtoju istabu un veicu citas saimnieciskas darbības (tā teikt). Vakarā sanāca dzert daudz alu. Sākumā dzērām citā dzīvoklī kojās, tusējām un plāpājām. Vēlāk gājam uz Studentu Savienību uz ŪSU balli. Jā, jā, bija man arī ūsas, bet manas bija tik ideālas, ka es tās nosaucu par neredzamajām ūsasm. Ar flomasteru uzzimēju tās uz pirksta, un, kad vajadzēja parādīt kādam cik man asprātīgas ūsas, tad tik atlika pirkstu uzlikt virs lūpas. Te sanāca ilgi tusēt un galvā bij daudz, daudz alus. Tusējām līdz trijiem, bet ar tādu kompāniju mājas nonācu tikai neilgi pirms četriem no rīta.
Sestdien, kā jau noprotams, gulēju ļoti ilgi. Pamodos, sāpēja galva un lielāko dienas daļu pa gultu vien vaļājos. Vakara pusē nācas savākties un sakopties, bija ieplānots randiņš. Domājām iet uz kādu bāru iedzert alu, bet beigās sarunājam, ka paliksim vien manā dzīvoklī un dzersim alu tā pat. Dzēram manā istabā (diemžēl), jo manas dzīvokļa biedrenes bija sāicinājušas veselu baru cilvēku. Negāja labi, lai gan sarunas raisījas diezgan veiksmīgi un vienu brīdi pat dejojām. Alus palika, bet sanāca tā, ka gribēju, lai viņš dodas prom. Mājienus saprata. Bija jau diezgan vēls un tad arī devos gulēt.
Svētdien atkal pamodos visai vēlu. Ap vieniem. Bija jābrauc uz Glāzgovu satikt brāli Jāni. Bija ārprātīgi foši viņu satikt. Pavadīju dienu ar viņu un viņa paziņu. Vakarā cerēju saskrieties ar draudzenēm, kas ar bija līdz Glāzgovai atkūlušās, lai ietu uz kīno, bet viņām nebija ieplānots tusēt pa pilsētu. Tad nu sazinājos ar kādu draugu un satikos ar viņu. Gājām uz kādu krogu kur viņš ar saviem draugiem bieži ejot. Vakaru pavadījam pļāpājot. Viņš ierosināja, ka jāiet uz klubu kaut kad vakarā, bet es viņam atgādināju, ka man jānoķer pēdējais vilciens, kas attiet pusstundu pirms pusnakts, bet pirmais no rīta ir tikai īsi pēc pieciem. Turklāt viņam nākamā dienā bija kaut kada prezentācija, kas vēl bija līdz tam jānobeidz. Izlēmām to darīt kādu citu reizi, kad būšu pilsētā. Tiku līdz mājas un bija jau vēls, devos čučēt.
Nākamā rīta (pirmdien) modos ap desmitiem, un neilgi pirms pusdienas laika biju jau atkal Glāzgovā. Atkal satiku bračku un viņa paziņu. Apmetām loku ap pilsētu paskatījāmies šo un to. Laiks bija izcils, sākumā. Vēlāk uznāca lietus un paspējām pārlīt ceļā atpakaļ uz centru. Paēdam, iegājām pāris veikalos, tad es devos māajas, bet viņi uz koncertu. Mājas biju savlaicīgi, bet ļoti pārgurusi es laicīgi devos uz čučumuižu.
Šodien otrdiena, politikas dienas. Līdz ar vēl septiņiem jauniešiem tapu par savas klases pārstāvi (i.e. class representative). Biči forši, ne? :P
Tagad sēžu skolā pie datora un gaidu, kad varēšu doties uz politikas semināru, kas jau atkal būs ļoti garlaicīgs, bet obligāts pasāciens.
Šonedēļ šis tas jāpadara sakarā ar rakstu darbiem, lai nebūtu sekojošajās nedēļās viss jādara pēdējā brīdī.
Pagaidām beigšu. Bučas visiem.
Tātad, piektdien ilgi gulēju. Kad cēlos, sakārtoju istabu un veicu citas saimnieciskas darbības (tā teikt). Vakarā sanāca dzert daudz alu. Sākumā dzērām citā dzīvoklī kojās, tusējām un plāpājām. Vēlāk gājam uz Studentu Savienību uz ŪSU balli. Jā, jā, bija man arī ūsas, bet manas bija tik ideālas, ka es tās nosaucu par neredzamajām ūsasm. Ar flomasteru uzzimēju tās uz pirksta, un, kad vajadzēja parādīt kādam cik man asprātīgas ūsas, tad tik atlika pirkstu uzlikt virs lūpas. Te sanāca ilgi tusēt un galvā bij daudz, daudz alus. Tusējām līdz trijiem, bet ar tādu kompāniju mājas nonācu tikai neilgi pirms četriem no rīta.
Sestdien, kā jau noprotams, gulēju ļoti ilgi. Pamodos, sāpēja galva un lielāko dienas daļu pa gultu vien vaļājos. Vakara pusē nācas savākties un sakopties, bija ieplānots randiņš. Domājām iet uz kādu bāru iedzert alu, bet beigās sarunājam, ka paliksim vien manā dzīvoklī un dzersim alu tā pat. Dzēram manā istabā (diemžēl), jo manas dzīvokļa biedrenes bija sāicinājušas veselu baru cilvēku. Negāja labi, lai gan sarunas raisījas diezgan veiksmīgi un vienu brīdi pat dejojām. Alus palika, bet sanāca tā, ka gribēju, lai viņš dodas prom. Mājienus saprata. Bija jau diezgan vēls un tad arī devos gulēt.
Svētdien atkal pamodos visai vēlu. Ap vieniem. Bija jābrauc uz Glāzgovu satikt brāli Jāni. Bija ārprātīgi foši viņu satikt. Pavadīju dienu ar viņu un viņa paziņu. Vakarā cerēju saskrieties ar draudzenēm, kas ar bija līdz Glāzgovai atkūlušās, lai ietu uz kīno, bet viņām nebija ieplānots tusēt pa pilsētu. Tad nu sazinājos ar kādu draugu un satikos ar viņu. Gājām uz kādu krogu kur viņš ar saviem draugiem bieži ejot. Vakaru pavadījam pļāpājot. Viņš ierosināja, ka jāiet uz klubu kaut kad vakarā, bet es viņam atgādināju, ka man jānoķer pēdējais vilciens, kas attiet pusstundu pirms pusnakts, bet pirmais no rīta ir tikai īsi pēc pieciem. Turklāt viņam nākamā dienā bija kaut kada prezentācija, kas vēl bija līdz tam jānobeidz. Izlēmām to darīt kādu citu reizi, kad būšu pilsētā. Tiku līdz mājas un bija jau vēls, devos čučēt.
Nākamā rīta (pirmdien) modos ap desmitiem, un neilgi pirms pusdienas laika biju jau atkal Glāzgovā. Atkal satiku bračku un viņa paziņu. Apmetām loku ap pilsētu paskatījāmies šo un to. Laiks bija izcils, sākumā. Vēlāk uznāca lietus un paspējām pārlīt ceļā atpakaļ uz centru. Paēdam, iegājām pāris veikalos, tad es devos māajas, bet viņi uz koncertu. Mājas biju savlaicīgi, bet ļoti pārgurusi es laicīgi devos uz čučumuižu.
Šodien otrdiena, politikas dienas. Līdz ar vēl septiņiem jauniešiem tapu par savas klases pārstāvi (i.e. class representative). Biči forši, ne? :P
Tagad sēžu skolā pie datora un gaidu, kad varēšu doties uz politikas semināru, kas jau atkal būs ļoti garlaicīgs, bet obligāts pasāciens.
Šonedēļ šis tas jāpadara sakarā ar rakstu darbiem, lai nebūtu sekojošajās nedēļās viss jādara pēdējā brīdī.
Pagaidām beigšu. Bučas visiem.
Kopsavilkums: Alus ir labs, Glāzgova ir forša, un satikt brāli Jāni ir vēl foršāk.
Saturday, 23 October 2010
Oh boy, NO boy!
When i don't want to talk to you (i.e. I answer to your lame questions with one word and don't ask a SINGLE question back) and when i avoid eye contact, and i do not want to be in a picture with you, AND i try to avoid dancing with you, IT MEANS THAT I'M NOT INTERESTED. Who do You think you are? A prince on a white horse? A horse maybe, but not the prince. It's messed up that when i'm obviously not interested, you pull me away from my friends and tell me not to be shy. REALLY, WTF?!
Other than that the "Wear it PINK" party was just fine. Although we had to leave early because a friend of my friend was not feeling well. I would have liked to stay longer maybe just to get to know at least the name of the cute guy who i bumped into twice. Both times i was coming back from buying a drink. I wonder how many drinks i would have had to get in order to get you to ask me to stick around for a chat. Oh well, flirting is good and healthy anyway.
Can't wait for next weeks HALLOWEEN PARTY!!!
Cheers now.
Other than that the "Wear it PINK" party was just fine. Although we had to leave early because a friend of my friend was not feeling well. I would have liked to stay longer maybe just to get to know at least the name of the cute guy who i bumped into twice. Both times i was coming back from buying a drink. I wonder how many drinks i would have had to get in order to get you to ask me to stick around for a chat. Oh well, flirting is good and healthy anyway.
Can't wait for next weeks HALLOWEEN PARTY!!!
Cheers now.
Saturday, 9 October 2010
scotland.
And so finally I'm in Scotland. I thought that this time would never come. I've been here for 8 days now. The first week had its ups and downs. The first day was painful. I was walking around with my suitcase and my bag searching for university and later for the residence. The next day my arm muscles hurt as if I had been at the gym (and everyone knows that I haven't been there in ages, haha).
Anyway, in university the first week was a mess. Finding everything was devastating. Now all I know is that there is a lot to learn and a lot to read.
Yesterday I went to a party at the Student Union. Now that was fun!!!
The plan for the weekend is to relax.
Love You all, but you all ready knew that. :)
Anyway, in university the first week was a mess. Finding everything was devastating. Now all I know is that there is a lot to learn and a lot to read.
Yesterday I went to a party at the Student Union. Now that was fun!!!
The plan for the weekend is to relax.
Love You all, but you all ready knew that. :)
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