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So, like, where have you been?
May. 21st, 2008 07:15 pmWell, it's seven days and counting people, and I don't know about everyone else, but I'm quite happy to be headed back to dreary old England. Since Rome is currently exactly the same, I'm having a few moments of wondering what country I'm currently living in anyways. It should not rain this much in the Med. and yet...
Seeing as I am done my essay and everyone else is not, things have been a bit boring as of late. The entire BSR seems to be a bit on edge (they'll be happy to see us leave) and all of us are on edge (aformentioned essays) and it just won't stop raining. Seriously. For THREE DAYS. They promise sun tomorrow, but I don't believe the weather forcasts anymore. Lying, traitorous...
I would like to go out and See Stuff, but since we come back every morning drenched and chilled, the prospects of going out and doing that all over again are nill. It just ain't worth it. Hopefully it'll clear up and I can spend Friday on the western front and Saturday on the eastern and then I will feel better about myself. And tomorrow I'm going to go to the art gallery damnit, if it's the last thing I do (that would be the one literally 200ft from us).
I am trying to convince everyone that we should have a toga party with wine and olives and stuff and steal the projector from the artists and watch Rome. Because what the hell else are we going to do to celebrate the end of course? And I have it on good authority they did it last year too. But everyone is so stressed about the aformentioned papers that no one is interested. Well, fine, I'll dress myself up, eat my own olives, drink my own wine and watch my own...and watch Rome myself.
There is a lecture on mosaics at the Nor. Academy next Monday evening. But it's halfway across the city and our chances of making it back for dinner are slim-to-none. And it's our last night. Damnit! Finally something on mosaics and Delia and I have to miss it! Bugger.
It is not 7:20 and I'm trying to pass the time before Idie of starvation get to eat dinner. I'm out of TV, movies and fanfic. Oh gods, the end is nigh!
Seeing as I am done my essay and everyone else is not, things have been a bit boring as of late. The entire BSR seems to be a bit on edge (they'll be happy to see us leave) and all of us are on edge (aformentioned essays) and it just won't stop raining. Seriously. For THREE DAYS. They promise sun tomorrow, but I don't believe the weather forcasts anymore. Lying, traitorous...
I would like to go out and See Stuff, but since we come back every morning drenched and chilled, the prospects of going out and doing that all over again are nill. It just ain't worth it. Hopefully it'll clear up and I can spend Friday on the western front and Saturday on the eastern and then I will feel better about myself. And tomorrow I'm going to go to the art gallery damnit, if it's the last thing I do (that would be the one literally 200ft from us).
I am trying to convince everyone that we should have a toga party with wine and olives and stuff and steal the projector from the artists and watch Rome. Because what the hell else are we going to do to celebrate the end of course? And I have it on good authority they did it last year too. But everyone is so stressed about the aformentioned papers that no one is interested. Well, fine, I'll dress myself up, eat my own olives, drink my own wine and watch my own...and watch Rome myself.
There is a lecture on mosaics at the Nor. Academy next Monday evening. But it's halfway across the city and our chances of making it back for dinner are slim-to-none. And it's our last night. Damnit! Finally something on mosaics and Delia and I have to miss it! Bugger.
It is not 7:20 and I'm trying to pass the time before I
