essay number 1: complete. and with almost 24 hours to spare. it's pants (i'm going for a 2.1 instead of a first this round), but my mind is elsewhere.
i'm looking forward to another fabulous weekend. possibly and entire week. i do believe i might be the luckiest lady on the planet. or am i just a dreamer like that?
sorry to be elusive. would you be satisfied with a slice from my life?
a wednesday lunch in the life of rain:
new culture revolution - have you tried it? there's one in angel, one between russell square and a few in west london i think. delicious chinese food.
but a little crowded and loud at lunch time.
on wednesday, i had a super busy day. 3 classes and hours in the library. i tend to be slightly clumsy on wednesdays - the previous wednesday saw me at the same restaurant with slavewire and me dropping my aubergine onto my plate. it resulted in a large splatter of food all across my chest. and i mean large. it was anything but missable. i had to put my jacket on.
oh well, at least slavewire and i had a good laugh.
right, but this wednesday, i was eatting my lunch alone and i had the misfortune to sit by a table of 5. not that that in itself is entirely unfortunate - it was more to do with the woman at said table who incessantly dominated the conversation.
she was the type that just kept talking about all the important people she knew and continually implied how this made her important.
and everyone else at the table was drooling all over her.
when it came time to pay the bill, she abruptly said she didn't have any money on her that day and got up and left! she didn't even say goodbye to anyone and everyone else had to pay her portion!
i try to like everyone and i try to get along with everyone and usually i do. most people have something useful or interesting to say and i generally think human experiences are valuable in themselves.
but i cannot comprehend wanting to be the way these people were. their existence was not built up of what they wanted for themselves or what they wanted to experience in life. it was built up of experiencing only the experience of knowing others. and not even of knowing others for good reason - not knowing their human existential experiences - but just knowing them because society may or may not have arbitrarily (and most probably, temporally) tagged them as (somewhat) 'important'.
i cannot tolerate this kind of person. i feel no shame is saying that.
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on the brighter side of things - i look forward to kicking the boys arses at DOA3 this weekend. mwhahahahaha!
as well as a happy little trip to slimelight on sat.
all after a definate hair cut (i am the shaggiest i've been for a very long time) and a possible trip out to the SGUK christmas pub crawl thingy.
then...sunday. i look forward to sunday the most...
and monday....
and tuesday...
and...
i'm looking forward to another fabulous weekend. possibly and entire week. i do believe i might be the luckiest lady on the planet. or am i just a dreamer like that?
sorry to be elusive. would you be satisfied with a slice from my life?
a wednesday lunch in the life of rain:
new culture revolution - have you tried it? there's one in angel, one between russell square and a few in west london i think. delicious chinese food.
but a little crowded and loud at lunch time.
on wednesday, i had a super busy day. 3 classes and hours in the library. i tend to be slightly clumsy on wednesdays - the previous wednesday saw me at the same restaurant with slavewire and me dropping my aubergine onto my plate. it resulted in a large splatter of food all across my chest. and i mean large. it was anything but missable. i had to put my jacket on.
oh well, at least slavewire and i had a good laugh.
right, but this wednesday, i was eatting my lunch alone and i had the misfortune to sit by a table of 5. not that that in itself is entirely unfortunate - it was more to do with the woman at said table who incessantly dominated the conversation.
she was the type that just kept talking about all the important people she knew and continually implied how this made her important.
and everyone else at the table was drooling all over her.
when it came time to pay the bill, she abruptly said she didn't have any money on her that day and got up and left! she didn't even say goodbye to anyone and everyone else had to pay her portion!
i try to like everyone and i try to get along with everyone and usually i do. most people have something useful or interesting to say and i generally think human experiences are valuable in themselves.
but i cannot comprehend wanting to be the way these people were. their existence was not built up of what they wanted for themselves or what they wanted to experience in life. it was built up of experiencing only the experience of knowing others. and not even of knowing others for good reason - not knowing their human existential experiences - but just knowing them because society may or may not have arbitrarily (and most probably, temporally) tagged them as (somewhat) 'important'.
i cannot tolerate this kind of person. i feel no shame is saying that.
______________________________________
on the brighter side of things - i look forward to kicking the boys arses at DOA3 this weekend. mwhahahahaha!
as well as a happy little trip to slimelight on sat.
all after a definate hair cut (i am the shaggiest i've been for a very long time) and a possible trip out to the SGUK christmas pub crawl thingy.
then...sunday. i look forward to sunday the most...
and monday....
and tuesday...
and...