ok ok, im writing! when you start comparing me to klingons... goddam... i am currently skipping an oral class in spanish cos i didnt know where it was. i think thats a very good reason for skipping classes, its not like its my fault that the room went and hid... now is it. hmppff. (and this has nothing to do with the fact that i wouldn't miss the grammar class later on today by any chance since the teacher happens to be very cute in a sort of little dog-way. el perro bonito?)
canterbury otherwise is getting more grey and rainy by the minute. to quote bob dylan; its not dark yet, but it's getting there... soon ill be engulfed by english climate and culture once and for all and there will be no way back. it must be some kind of disease that attaches itself to english people, otherwise why the hell don't they leave?! although, it may be genetic. you never know.
otherwise; to avoid getting the "england syndrom" which just consists of general depression im trying to think of fun things to do, like playing guitar with tom, looking at nude people in art classes, possible joining the drama soc, and oh shit guess i should get a job too. andy, if you read this, i want to kill bears so get me a goddam job! ohh sorry i meant i want to hug bears and love them and not hide little knives inside them when i give them to unsuspecting children.
ok i have a class in language and anthropology coming up so better hurry now. steve is probably in canterbury today so i hope i'll see him - im waiting for us to get hammered/sloshed/pissed/wasted together, its a nice kemsing tradition that shouldnt be forsaken. and then we can discuss english foreign policys, colonialism and why i always end up getting together with dodgy guys from dodgy countries. plus im sorry about the vikings.
/maja, encore vivant.
2 comments:
åhh steve.. does he still hang around with george? i miss canterbury thought, of course it has to rain.. it's england! im not sure though, if i approve this change of name of the blog.. i agree that i don't live in canterbury anymore but this is still the canterbury tales:p and i am coming back.. next summer.
hoho, gonna put on a face now so i won't scare any kids on my way to uni. bisous!!
/sophie
no didn't i tell you - george has enrolled in the army now, which probably suits him since he was scary as hell! i didn't like rain in ireland and i don't like it now and i have the worst cold ever, tho actually not as bad as ireland.. and if you're here next summer i promise ill come visit you and we can throw things on the evil santa claus and maybe kidnap an aest-kid or two.
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