Monday, 4 May 2009

Wow, erratic.

I am so erratic at posting in this thing. I have even been unfaithful, and strayed to, because at least people follow me there. I was even thinking about getting a livejournal at one point, and then I was assured that having a blogspot was marginally more respectable...

oh good lord, I should really be writing, "why can't everyone get along so we can stop wars and stuff" but yeah. I appear to be a horrible person.

Today was up and down, to be honest. Started off terrible with Philosophy and Hebrew lectures back to back. Wonderful. My two least favourite subjects. Anywayyyyy, then things began to look up, as I spent a good couple of hours in a cafe on Kings Parade called Benets drinking the most incredible mocha I have ever experienced, and eating (yes, eating!!) a goat's cheese panini. It was heavenly. I have been calorifically okay today, I think. Although I am still thinking about food things too much. Dan came to the cafe, and he had a mocha too. We discussed stuff about how other couples don't seem to want to think about the future as much as us. We like to discuss our future together...

Then went back to Fitz for a JMA (Student union) meeting, where the welfare officer decided that it would be a great idea to make me as small as possible, and belittle all of the work I have done for the Women's Celebration board. She told me that when she was showing people around on the open day, she felt embarrassed about it, and that it was ugly and shameful. I pointed out that she didn't offer me any help with it whatsoever, and that I received next to no help from anyone. I don't have the money to fund it on my own either, and everyone has been unhelpful. What's more, it is a work in progress. I started to cry. In front of the whole JMA. They are all those really confident, inherently cool people who I spent a lot of time avoiding/revering at school, and thought I would get away from at uni. At the end of the meeting, I ran back to my room, very quickly.

Then R, the JMA president knocked really softly at my door. She had run after me! She is a second year English student, which is HOPEFULLY what I will be next year. She was really nice and supportive. I wanted to tell her about everything. I sort of did, but I left some things out. I kind of wish I hadn't though. Anyway, she told me that I was a good person, and said that she was my friend. I can't believe that having a "bigger girl" say that I am her friend makes me so happy, even now I am at university! I feel like a 13 year old again! Oh lor...

I have so much to write. I won't leave as long in between posts again. I just wish someone would give a damn about my posts, and comment them!!! This is the appeal of LJ. Hmmm.

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