i know everybody here wants you

if you can't hold yourself together
why should I hold you now?

big shout out to bel, who, in keeping with being fabulous and wonderful, put up with my ranting today and listened to stuff i just couldn't keep in my confused little head. you rock kid.


uni this week has been ok. the supreme crapness of university english (what does a full stop look like? what is the importance of punctuation? how does one construct a paragraph, or even--shock horror--an essay?!?) has dulled, somewhat, the decent-ness of my first meco (media and communications) lecture, and the brilliance of studying history again. i can feel a healthy dose of cynicism and a capacity for coherent academic and abstract thought slowly (ok, very slowly) permeating the recesses of my holiday-numbed brain. hell, i couldn't have written a sentence as pretentious as that one a week ago!!

good news is that my timetable is pretty good; bad news is that it could be better. i have fridays off, but i have to come in on thursdays for one lecture at 4pm. which is annoying because i will spend at least double the amount of time i spend at the lecture travelling there and back. but i can dig it. (can you dig it?--robert smith rocks my socks!) i mean, it's only first semester so there's a fair bit of novelty factor in the whole going to uni process thing. i'm sure that'll wear off by, oh, probably tomorrow. but nevertheless.

good news is that i've found it ridiculously easy to make friends. eu helps in that respect, but i've discovered in myself a rather welcome self-confidence and assured conversationalism with all the randoms i've been bowling up to on campus.

good news is that i got a fab new uni bag that's all purple and squishy and cool, and is now covered in badges and kitschy little objects. my kitschiness is accelerating at an exciting pace with the advent of never-ending 'mufti weeks'. love it!

i really should start going through stuff and work out what readings i need to do this week, so i can have the weekend off. not that i have anything planned--and a certain someone seems to be screwing me around with regards my social life, grr. but still. :S

oh yeah, one important announcement:
boys
are dumb.
the end.



sounds gracing my eardrums: dashboard confessional, as lovers go