I seem to have broken my tradition for a Sunday routine, actually traditionally there was a distinct lack of it, and been very productive today. Woke up early enough not to repeat my disaster of getting ready yesterday, thankfully no need for a bus this morning! Sunday buses are horrible, and tend to be either very early so you miss them or very late so your plans get muddled. Stayed an extra two hours at work to help out, did my first viewing of the home today as well. They seemed impressed, asked a few questions I had no idea about but I managed to scrap through. Quite strange though the daughter knows a college friend and her sister, small world, so was nice to have a semi normal coversation during the tour. My feet killed by the end of the day, walking around 3floors and the stairs between them in heels for 6hours is never fun! I really dont understand how people can do it?! Although I have seen a fair few professional women slipping heels on and off on the Underground in London so maybe they aren't the superwomen I think they are. Home at 5 to do some washing, clean my room, change the bedding, make my dinner, finish some final bits of work off, pack my bag and make my lunch for tomorrow - quite excited about it I have a bunch of grapes, cherry tomatoes, cucumber, carrots, pineapple, a gold bar and a bag of snack a jacks (: Don't get me wrong I'm not some kind of healthy eating freak - just couldnt be bothered to make a sandwich! Anyway, so I am feeling pretty good about my day, am left in a slight wanting for a lazy Sunday tomorrow though instead have to go back to the glorious education that is college.
Thinking positive about it though, I think I have all my work done for Monday at least and I get to see people I havent seen for two weeks - teachers be pre-advised that no learning will take place, only catching up nattering (: Plus I have the choice of going home at 1 and enjoy the sunshine in my grandparents back garden or stay until 3 to have lunch with friends and get some work done. We shall see.
As previously mentioned before about the Penguin Bars and the jokes they have, I was listening to the radio today and a joke came on which I thought was hilarious but nobody else seems to laugh at. Here it is;
What do you call a chicken in a shellsuit?
An egg!
Ahh brilliant.
Despite the fact I have to be leaving my house in less than 8hours, I am feeling the urge to have a shower and stay up to watch Girl, Interrupted. A truely amazing film that if you haven't seen I thoroughly recommend! Angelina Jolie acting is just awe inspiring. Plus I do have a slight girl crush on Winona Ryder..
Am truely missing one of my closet friends at the moment. I think a night of Party Rings, Tea and Biscuits, Apple Crumble and just general chattering is in order. The thought of losing people I love scares me more than anything..even ants.
Time to go now. Really can't afford to sleep in tomorrow..no matter how tempting it really is.
In A While Crocodile
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