Chew slowly
Today I took another chunk off the great wheel of cheese that is Oxford University. I still have so much left to eat, and worry that I will choke to death on it all. Today. Today today today. My mind races and right now I don't have time to do anything, let alone blog. So brevity is the word of the hour.
Last night loomed large, so large in fact that it was bound to deflate in fun and interesting ways. My early class agony narrowly averted, the rest of my day was a blur of reading. What exactly did I do? What day is it? I can't even remember what happened yesterday. I couldn't tell you right now what happened between class and the evening's events, but I am sure it was filled with intensity and verve. My life here flits from one thing to the next without pause. My thoughts are as jumbled as my schedule.
And I am hungry. So last night we dressed up like schoolgirls and wove down the drive, to unlimited beer that I didn't' take advantage of, and ended up having randomness everywhere but there. Cemented a new friendship which may turn out to be super fun (or super dangerous, depending on how we see these things) as he seems quite entertaining and only slightly harmless. Deciding that sooner rather than later was the time to leave, three of us set off to find another good time, and I ended up finding Sweetness down at our Local. I couldn't take his number, but took his reluctant kiss, and intend on dropping by to claim digits on my way home from work tonight. I also ended up going for a moonlight stroll (Cowley Road Adventure number 2?) with another (hopefully) platonic friend, and I'm really excited about hanging out with him in the future. So, all in all successful, as I am finally making some male friends with no innuendos, issues or worries.
Tonight there is hockey. Tomorrow I intend to work like a little bunny all day so that tomorrow night I can take advantage of my new membership and paint the town. On the agenda this weekend: Work, brunch, work, party, sleep, work, work, sunday roast, hockey game. Looks to be a good time.
Last night loomed large, so large in fact that it was bound to deflate in fun and interesting ways. My early class agony narrowly averted, the rest of my day was a blur of reading. What exactly did I do? What day is it? I can't even remember what happened yesterday. I couldn't tell you right now what happened between class and the evening's events, but I am sure it was filled with intensity and verve. My life here flits from one thing to the next without pause. My thoughts are as jumbled as my schedule.
And I am hungry. So last night we dressed up like schoolgirls and wove down the drive, to unlimited beer that I didn't' take advantage of, and ended up having randomness everywhere but there. Cemented a new friendship which may turn out to be super fun (or super dangerous, depending on how we see these things) as he seems quite entertaining and only slightly harmless. Deciding that sooner rather than later was the time to leave, three of us set off to find another good time, and I ended up finding Sweetness down at our Local. I couldn't take his number, but took his reluctant kiss, and intend on dropping by to claim digits on my way home from work tonight. I also ended up going for a moonlight stroll (Cowley Road Adventure number 2?) with another (hopefully) platonic friend, and I'm really excited about hanging out with him in the future. So, all in all successful, as I am finally making some male friends with no innuendos, issues or worries.
Tonight there is hockey. Tomorrow I intend to work like a little bunny all day so that tomorrow night I can take advantage of my new membership and paint the town. On the agenda this weekend: Work, brunch, work, party, sleep, work, work, sunday roast, hockey game. Looks to be a good time.
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