Not really sure why I'm blogging... not much to say
Yeah, so we're on holiday next week. I suppose that could be exciting. Next Friday I become another year older. That could also be exciting. Tomorrow night I'm supposed to be going out with mates, but I'm not sure who's actually going to show up. People have been cancelling on me all day. I suppose I shouldn't be too upset and should actually realise that, hey, people have assignments and whatnot. Just coz I don't doesn't mean they don't. But, still, if no one shows up I'll probably be upset. I'm not really upset.... I'm not about to get all offended over people's lives being too busy to accomadate me. I mean, what kind of person what that make me? Someone I don't wanna be, that's for sure...
Aforementioned problem is still exactly that. I'm really at a loss as what to do about this, but I think that when it comes down to it I just have to get on with my life and try to forget about it. Thank goodness for holidays. Only problem: I now know where he works. I'll just have to avoid it like the plague (yeah, I'm not good at that... I'm not a stalker. I just occasionally act against my better judgement) - on verra ce qui va se passer.
Assignments for the break - woot! Well, kind of... actually, it shouldn't be too bad. I have a Spanish test tomorrow and that should be alright, all going well. Tonight I went to see a school production my friend was in (she was in the chorus). Oliver. Actually, turns out that I went to school with the girl who played Nancy. And I spent a little bit of time pondering the question "why were there no hot guys at my old college when there are so many at this one?" And hot guys that can sing, too - how many of those do you find? Well, they do exist... but man, there were a lot in that production. Apparently the guy who played Fagin (who I thought was exceptionally hot) is actually only a 6th former. That means he's too young for me, since I'm at varsity. Which is funny, coz he looks like he could be at varsity... you can never tell anymore. I don't understand it. There are a lot of really, really spunky guys at my mates school. It's not actually fair. Granted, there are hot guys at varsity. There are a lot of things at varsity. You can really find a lot of different things - something for everyone. It's kind of like university is a mini, intense version of the real world... something to ponder. I'll bet there's a metaphor there. But I need to go to bed, so I think we'll leave that for another day.
ALP,
Rosie
Aforementioned problem is still exactly that. I'm really at a loss as what to do about this, but I think that when it comes down to it I just have to get on with my life and try to forget about it. Thank goodness for holidays. Only problem: I now know where he works. I'll just have to avoid it like the plague (yeah, I'm not good at that... I'm not a stalker. I just occasionally act against my better judgement) - on verra ce qui va se passer.
Assignments for the break - woot! Well, kind of... actually, it shouldn't be too bad. I have a Spanish test tomorrow and that should be alright, all going well. Tonight I went to see a school production my friend was in (she was in the chorus). Oliver. Actually, turns out that I went to school with the girl who played Nancy. And I spent a little bit of time pondering the question "why were there no hot guys at my old college when there are so many at this one?" And hot guys that can sing, too - how many of those do you find? Well, they do exist... but man, there were a lot in that production. Apparently the guy who played Fagin (who I thought was exceptionally hot) is actually only a 6th former. That means he's too young for me, since I'm at varsity. Which is funny, coz he looks like he could be at varsity... you can never tell anymore. I don't understand it. There are a lot of really, really spunky guys at my mates school. It's not actually fair. Granted, there are hot guys at varsity. There are a lot of things at varsity. You can really find a lot of different things - something for everyone. It's kind of like university is a mini, intense version of the real world... something to ponder. I'll bet there's a metaphor there. But I need to go to bed, so I think we'll leave that for another day.
ALP,
Rosie
posted by Rosie @ 10:54 PM
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