May 2013
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Getting my Wagamama/shit drinks fix tonight. Slowly acclimating to British culture again.
Now if only I could sort out all this stuff with UEA (without going up to Norwich and doing it in person) then my life would be brilliant.
norwichians replied to your post: norwichians replied to your post: Has anyone ever…
Not my remit (thankfully)
Lucky you! You don’t get to me on the receiving end of my many, many e-mails. The HUB lot are actually being rather useful though.
norwichians replied to your post: Has anyone ever told UEA that their website/course…
I’m guessing this isn’t the main course catalogue for prospective students and this is more to do with LTS…?
Yeah, it’s the evision catalogue for current students. I think I’ve got the hang of it now, though!
I just remember it being so much easier last time I did this.
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Has anyone ever told UEA that their website/course catalogues (if those even exist any more) is a total pain in the arse to use?
I’m having an utterly impossible time picking Spring semester modules because the website is utterly useless. Like, why are there about 7 ‘levels’ of AMS modules? WHY ARE ALL THE AMS MODULES LITERATURE RELATED??
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the radio safe version of thrift shop is hilarious
brookinyourheart replied to your photo: Distracting myself from the mess that is my…
I was going to compliment your dress, but then I got distracted by the fact that you seem to have a chocolate fountain (or at least the box of?) in your bedroom…?
Haha, my room is a DISASTER. My parents shoved all the random items left in our house into it. I think the chocolate fountain may actually have...
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zuge:
i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree
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B grades in all my classes, from the ones I made no effort in (I didn’t hand in 2 of 4 papers in one), to classes where I assumed I was to get an A. I DON’T UNDERSTAND YOUR SYSTEM, UMASS.
Ah well, back to real university where grades matter and I’m not such an academic mess.
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Half the slats in my bed fell through yesterday and now I’m just stuck sleeping on a mattress.
Goodbye awkward childhood bed. I shan’t miss the Harry Potter stickers and other such remnants.
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It’s cold as tits.
Why did I come back.
I could’ve just blown my loan on staying in America till the weather picked up in England.
All I have to eat at Heathrow is an entire box of pralines, which I’m gorging on to make up for the fact that it’s so fucking cold in this country.
I also haven’t had a chance to properly wipe the sleep drool off of my face.
I’m a mess.
Another pointless travel update:
The Peter Pan people told me to give up on their company and take the Silver Line.
I AM FINALLY IN LOGAN AIRPORT. HALLE-BLOODY-LUJAH.
Well they definitely sold me a non-existent bus.
I’m wondering if I can just take the MBTA to Logan instead. I’d forgotten how neglected and sad bus terminals are, and I feel like I’m going to catch something if I remain sitting on the floor.
Sneaking suspicion that the Peter Pan Bus lot have sold me a ticket for a service that doesn’t exist.
Again.
Last time this involved them not sending out three buses in a row to pick up Spring Break students and was a total nightmare. This time I only have, oh, a flight at stake.
Let’s see how quickly this Peter Pan bus ride can go wrong.
I personally give it till Springfield. That’s where it usually descends into madness.
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Another find: a bottle of sparkling wine in the very back of my cupboard. Time to get slightly drunk and pack.
Just found a £50 Topshop voucher under my desk.
Hello late birthday present.
WHY IS THERE A NEW EPISODE OF DOCTOR WHO WHEN I’M SUPPOSED TO BE PACKING/ENJOYING MY LAST DAY IN AMERICA TILL OCTOBER?
I’m going to stress watch so much telly on the coach/plane.
Martha is seriously the worst companion ever.*
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sittingamongstclouds:
And here are my reasons for hating her, it’s a long list you guys…
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A- on a month late, underwritten paper about a book I didn’t read.
Rosa Blackburn: professional slacker.
