exams suck
not really news worthy but hey......
Warning before you read this... i've lost my ha ha's somewhere so this weeks bitch may not be so funny.
Am bord, very very bord. should really be doing some revision for my multiply choice exam tomorrow but i just can't be arsed. i worked my arse off yesterday.
All Day
.......so now i am taking break for myself. screw the exam.
i really havn't had much of a life for the last two weeks so nothing interesting to report........ but next week i plan to go out most of the week, get so drunk that i don't remember and generally break out, even if it means tagging on to people that i don't know very well. Seriously, tring to organise large group outings in this flat is like trying to get blood out of a stone.
Everyone goes home at the weekend and everyone says there up for outings and stuff and then people back out at the last minute. at least i don't say i'll go and then dont grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
like i said ...... i lost my laughs.
BE NOT AFRAID...... i will find them again.
promise xxxx
Think i will go find chloe ... she is normally a source of amusement ..... hee hee.
love you all xxx
the spanish experience
i Hate work. i mean, i really hate work. Especially when i dont understand a word of it.
Doing a degree is
HARD.
Just an update, but my crush on the guy next door is wearing thin. He has spent the whole day practicing his base playng next door while i was trying to do some work. i later find out that he new perfectly well that i was in (since he told me) and that he thought it would be funny if he turned up the volume. Ha fucking Ha is all i can say to that!
What an arse.
Seriously, i had to move into the kitchen.
Bastard.
Have come up with a cunning plan though, (insert evil laughter). have asked one of my male flat mates to invite him over later tonight to watch a film. That way he is not in his room playing.
Hee Hee
Moving swiftly on.
Must tell you all about last Wednesday. Mildly amusing. It involves 2 litres of wine and 3 pervy married guys.
Went out for dinner to a tapas restaurant with lori (my fav. flatmate) and the newbe Harriet. It was all going well, we had ordered a bottle of house white (like civilised people), some tapas and a huge bowl of piela (can't spell, you know the spanish rice dish). The conversation had naturally moved from small talk on to more interesting subjects, namely sex and boyfriends, and we were quick happilly chatting away untill lori and harriet noticed that the 3 men on the table next to us were listening in very intently. I mean really, they all had wedding rings on, were having what looked like a business dinner and other than the above would have looked like trustworthy, law abiding, married-with-three-kids individuals.
I didn't even notice this , but i
did notice that lori and harriet (after ordering another litre bottle of wine) started to talk a bit more, lets just say,
graphically.
Lori and Harriet, without consulting me, had decided to try and get them to pay for our dinner.
It didn't work, but they (and me, it has to be said) did get very drunk trying. We had to catch a taxi home because we couldn't make it up the hill. It was only 9:30 on a wednesday.
It really should have ended there, but everything seems like a good idea when your drunk. As it was only half 9 we desided to amuse ourselves by bothering flat 3 (next door). Honestly, we provided them with way more amusement than they provided us (and just for you dirty minded people out there, i mean because we were falling over and laughing alot, not in any kind of......, well you know)
All in all a very good evening. The next morning was NOT fun though. Put it this way i didn't make it to my 9.00 lecture.
Must get back to my work again, have been avoiding doing any work all week and since i have mid terms in a week, that is not a good thing.
love ya lyndsey
Where ,oh but where, is emily????
Hello jo and emma. Since these are obviously the only people that are reading my blogs. Where is emily at the mo? she seems to have dropped off the face of the earth. Could someone (namely emma) tell that wily minx to give me a bell. Tell her that i know that superdrug is great but that she should stop getting high on the perfume and talk to me instead. Much better than drugs (or perfume).
Something has just occured to me. Has she gotten herself a boyfriend? So thats why she has no time for me.
Sigh. Its the same with Sophie, not heard a word from her since she found Tom, drugged the poor guy's drink and locked him in her room. Hee Hee. Still, why has everyone gone Bridget Jones on me? I ask you.
Dont get me wrong. If the naked guy next door asked me to have his babies i probably would. Hmmmmmmm. But at the same time i wouldn't stop talking to all you loyal fans out there.
By the way, shagaholic next door is still a shagaholic but now i have added a new title! Miss Shag-a-weed.
Yes.
You heard me right.
Got back from my parents on sunday night, breathed in and breathed right back out again. Fast.
Lets just say there was a rather pungent smell coming (i soon discovered) from the room nextdoor. Along with more dodgy noises.
Earplugs might work on dodgy noises, but they don't work on smell. Unless you put them up your noise, but then theres the whole issue of breathing. so inconvient
Ruthy sounds like shes doing well. Unlike that dogdy boat shes on. Must say, it sounds a lot like its going to sink at any moment, just hope shes not in it when it does.
Must confess to you guys how much i spent on clothes when my mum took me shopping on sunday morning. £110
Guit is eatting away at me.
The way i see it is, because my mum was with me it doesn't count.........................
I think my bank balance might disagree with me quite a lot.
One last thing to those of you who may be reading this thinking ....she was home at the weekend and didn't come and see me??? I had all of 40 hours at home. Not including the 4 hours of train journeys each way, was i really going to spend it getting on another train to come see you people. I think not. I love you all, but i think not.
See you soon (or not!!!)
Lyndsey.
ps jo do update your blog, i swear i wet myself laughing at the last one.
must say, am very confussed. Can someone tell me why my posts dont come up on the main view page?? there in my list of posts but they arn't displayed with new posts at the top and old ones at the bottom.
grrrrrr.
Help me email me
10 to eleven at night and i really should be in bed
Am Very glad to hear that your all reading my blogs. As to the links thing that would be great emma.
Have started to do some serious work today. It's very boring. Dont get me wrong, i LOVE my course but the realisation that, since i havn't done any work in the past 2 weeks, i really need to do twice the normal amount now. Let me tell you this is going to be no mean fet. i am supposed to be doing 10 hours of work per module so since i have 4 modules (one practical module that has 9 hours contact time) that makes 40 hours a week. 3 hours of each module is lecture (with the exeption of the above practical module) so that
only means i have to do 21 hours of reading, writing up and assignments each week plus an extra hour for reading my practical procedure for that week!!!
You do the maths.
so all in all feeling the stress, not helped by my neighboor who spent the whole weekend in her room..... wait for it.......... yes you guessed it....... shagging her ex.
i kid you not...............
i may need therapy.
All is not lost. i am going to buy some ear plugs (since she seems to get along
alot better with guys than she does with girls and has had many of her new found friends back to her room) and
i have been making myself feel better by thoroughly taking the piss out of her (and her noises) with the rest of my flat mates and the guys next door (who needed no encouragement to join in).
This may make me a bitch, but bear in mind that she has made no real effort to join in or make friends with the rest of us (particularly the girls) and invites guys into the flat and doesn't introduce them. As it is the first three weeks people that come into the flat as one persons aquataince generally end up being everybodies aquaintaince so this is a pretty unsocialble thing to do. Honestly, i
really wouldn't mind as much if i knew her a bit better.
Moving on. Did anyone see jane eyre on sunday? i was so unbelieable furious when it started raining 5 minutes into the episode and.... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!..... my t.v. cut out.
put it this way... i had looked forward to it all day and i had my bar of chocolate and was all snuggled up in my p.j.s! So SO anoyed.
Still anoyed actually.
Dont suppose anyone taped it did they? let me know. Really would like to see Mr Rocherster tell jane that he loves her. Ahhh... such a good hour of escapisum.
hopefully will not happen again. Will get aerial boaster. damn sheffield and it's hills.
must go to bed now although i have many many other things to say (as always).
see ya Lyndsey
Ps Any of you people (that i gave this address to- no random people please!) are invited to stay with me from now on. My floor is yours. Lucky Lucky people.
No one loves me
umm.... no one has read me last post so i guess updating would be pointless.
nothing
just testing something so don't read this
Supprising bordom
Sigh... my lab session finished at 5 today.... yes i hear you say. FIVE.
Am now at home and alittle tired, but not so tired that i couldn't go out. But guess what. Suddenly all the people in my flat and people i've met during the week are nowhere to be found.
Typical!!!! I'm a student, it's friday night and i want to go and forget how stupid i feel by drinking excessively and possibley dancing crazily. But no. everyone has gone to see boyfriends or has their boyfriends in the house or is back home for the weekend.
Dear god, i ask you..... can't these people avoid running back home/back to there boyfriends for atleast the first few weeks? Even if its just to humour the poor unfortunates who have no one to run back too and have no money to go see there mothers.
Honestly. People are so inconsiderate.
Back to the subject of feeling supid. Seriously, do not underestimate how completely useless a levels are. i feel like i never went to school at all. I just feel sorry for the poor (but very sweet) PHD student who had the bad luck to have me in his group. He must have spent atleast 45 minutes yesterday explaining, it turns out, some very simple maths......... i won't bore you with the details.
Another thing. What where the desighers thinking when they designed our lecture theatre? did they think that the enthusiasm of undergrads would conteract the effects of low lights and non-existant air conditioning. One thing i can say for the theatre is that the seats are very comfortable. This doesn't help me stay awake however.
I shall leave you now and go back to staring at my t.v. screen until/ if someone comes to see me.
I appologise now for shattering your glam view of student life.
will be back soon (since i have nowing better to do)
Freshers week
Ah dear am jumping on the band wagon that ruth started... Have gotten drunk 4 times this week and am feeling pretty rough today. Cant even be bothered to go out of my flat.
It should be pointed out that my flat is a shit hole, so not making the effort to find somewhere more hospitable to hang out should tell you how lazy i am feeling right now.
Am slowly coming around to the idea of living by and looking after myself. However my pet peevs right now are....
1) sharing a shower between 11 people.
2) showers that only DO hot.
3) electric bloody ovens and hobs
4) flat mates that ring door bells at 3:30am
5) flat mates that slam doors at 3:30am
6) flat mates that invite there girlfriends to stay and then argue with them at 3:30am
7) flat mates that don't clean up.
8) flat mates that (i can only asume) get off with the really fit naked (almost) guys next door that i like.
9)
living with 6 guys/ boys.
10) hills (sheffield has 7 of them).
Number 8 was very bitchy i admit.... but who am i going to bitch to if not to you people? Am missing having you all around but i hope your all having fun or, as is the case with most of you, working to earn your fun sometime soon.
must just apologise for spelling mistakes... its been such a long time since i had to spell!.... and to ask that you never give this address to any members of my family or uni friends (will be insulting them all at one time or another). Thanx
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