zombie

I will update once I stop spending all my spare time staring at application forms.

Should fill one in really.

urgg.

I am very bored. And I don't know what to talk about. Suggestions would have been cool. I wish people asked questions.

Work tomorrow. Better sleep.

~over.

Q.2

I don't know what to talk about. What should I talk about?

Escheat

Was very interesting to read about. I am so lame. I got very excited. And I loved the judge's comments.

Sigh. The people I work with all think I'm a nutter. A weird nutter.

But I survived the week. If only because they won't realise how much I've done wrong til next week. Oops.

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I keep meaning to write something, but never getting around to it.

But I gots some ideas though. Just need to ferment a bit.

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It's funny to watch news night review on mute. Jus'sayin.

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Thanks to commuting, (yes, I do that now), I have been listening to my ipod lots. And the enw music I got.

There is Something about Spektor's "Laughing With" that makes me feel Odd. I don't know what it is. I think it's regret. In a strange sense. And the change between the 'no one's laughing' bit and the 'but God can be fuuuunny..'

Here:

The video also gains points for its references.

But yes...

Also, still very much digging the bit in "Rabbit Heart" that begins 'this is a gift, it comes with a price...'

I could sit and tell you all the lyrical bits I'm liking.. but I don't think blogger's server could handle that. And I know how much everyone hates it.

As a side point, related to the fact that "Laughing With" makes me feel decidedly odd, and as if I want to cry, a lot of things are making me want to cry lately. I don't know why. And they're just inane things. For example, I'll be watching tv, and someone will do something standard, like achieve something, and I'll want to well up. and I don't know why. And it's freaking me the fuck out.

Maybe I'm pregnant.

I'm certain I'm knackered though.

~over and out

Q.

WHY am I so TIRED?!!

Schmerk.

Werk, Schmerk.

I am an expert photocopier.

Except for when I forget to reset it after dealing with double sided things. Doh.

>_<

Yaaaawn. Surprisingly tiring, photocopying.

I might try and embark on a project. But I don't quite know what the project would be yet.

Maybe to find out why giraffes are born with horns.

Hrrm.

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Urgh. Don't want to get up tomorrow.

Verbally unreasonable.

I got my exam papers back today.

The comments and question marks are quite depressing.

And for my best paper, there are no comments or question marks. The photocopy of the paper looks like it did when I handed it in at the end of the 3 hours. Which is worrying. Better not ask too many questions I guess. Don't need to lose any more marks.

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Anyway. I have spent the day doing an application exercise. It sucks and makes me annoyed. Firstly, I had to do a verbal reasoning test. I HATE verbal reasoning tests. I want to be able to explain my answers to them and argue with their answers. Because half of them are factually wrong. Grr.

Secondly, I have to do a 'challenging question'. It's only challenging in its stupidity. If only I could answer it by writing 'This is not within your remit. Leave it to the people who are supposed to deal with these things. Ok? Ok. Good.'

Hopefully I will tidy it all up and send it in tomorrow. Joy.

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Fake camping, by the way, was amazing.

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I don't want to work.

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I want to be able to sleep a lot. And mess about. And go and visit friends whenever I want.

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I hope the parents don't hate me..

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Time to go. Not much of an update. So shoot me.

I hereby promise to update this blog tomorrow. 

Homesss

I am home.

V. tired. 

V. sad.

Miss her muchlike. 

Need to make birthday card. 

Hums.

So. 

Mother is going away tomorrow... As am I, but not til Wednesday. You now know my plans. Stalky stalky!

I'm not going to like being alone again. Humphers. 

I'm looking forward to camping though.. even though I will have to deal with parentals.. and that worries me beyond belief.. I will feel the need to make a good impression, whilst knowing that I will do anything but. Sigh. No point worrying. No point. 

I have recently spent some time car shopping. As Fiesty is a bit broken.. Won't stop pumping out hot air.. which isn't good in this weather. I have been surprised by the different attitudes of car salesmen. Ford was a complete gimpoid. Vauxhall and Hyundai were very nice, and made massive discounts.. 

Vauxhall is the only one that is made in britain. Well, for the models we were looking at. 

Uuuurgh. I'm bored. There's nothing on tv. 

And I miss FM. =(

And y'know, my peeps in general. Yes, I did just say 'peeps'. 

I've found incredible wine though. Incredible. It's so yum. I will probably get so drunk. 

Morse is getting good. 

Right. 

I need some input dudes. Direct me with this blog thing. 

Go.

Go!