"Have you lost your phone Nat?"
"No, I don't think so!"
"I think you have, I got a text from a guy saying he has it"
"ooh he might be my knight in shinning armour!"
"lets go find out"
.......................end of the story-he wasn't, but we did get the phone back!

In other news:

Last week was ridiculous, so much going clubbing, so much getting drunk, so much fucking up of life, so little work.............which appears to continue as I write this instead of doing my report.

The end and fear of it seems to be taking over the student world currently. People do not want to get into relationships as "it is not worth it", everyone has lots of work and feel as if the future will be the spontanious combustion of the world post my final exam. Oh and also "crews" are pretty redundant too

Ironically this negative mood is juxtaposed with the positive energy i am feeling from the sun!!

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Current Location: Music Cluster
Current Mood: frustrated
Current Music: Radio

Is it possible if one reads a book permanently that they can in fact turn into a character in it or even the author?
I am seriously contemplating this question as I sit at my computer after a night of Birthday fun with Jess and a crazy run!
I have always identified with Bridget but things are getting ridiculous now! Alex said tonight that Jess was a "smug married" and Nat, her and I were BJ style singletons! Absolutely gutted! 
It is not only Helen Fielding who has touched me(oop!) in this way. I found myself believing that I was Emily Dickinson in my lecture this week.  I had never known that she used excessive dashes and spell things wrong, but now that I do I am sure that we are soul mates-I use excessive exclamation marks and spell incorrectly!
I also think that I may be a famous literary critic! This is because I had an idea about an essay I was writing and there it was the same idea in a piece by a critic!
So this may be good as clearly I am some kind of literary figure myself but surely it is better to be smug married rather than singleton?!

better go....Mr Darcy is waiting!

V

Current Mood: Bitter (!)

OK that spell check was absolutely mental don't use it!

Current Mood: accomplished

Hello, Hi, well. howdy, alrite, oop, choi, salut, hey, yo, brap,

Here I am!

As if I don't do enough mental writings as it is here I am adding another one. So now i have to check Facebook, Myspace, Hotmail, Portal, Bebo, BBC news, all the newspapers including Yorkshire Post, LeedsStudent, LUUMS forum, Nathan Bodington, Sugar(Im still a teenage girl with crushes ok!), and now livejournal. Well thats just great isn't it.......Virginia Newman graduates with a third!

I am conscious when writing this A-of my spelling, grammar and general inability to write and B-my apparent over use of exclamation marks and inability to write in continuous prose and incessant need to use bullet points!
Oh great and I looks as if my clever, geeky thing that Dave did for me that checks my spelling on any computer program doesn't work on here so no one will be able to understand what I am saying or just realise that I shouldn't be an english student.


Today I got a book out of the library merely because it had 'woman' in the title! I wasn't even in the section for either of my subjects, nor was I even finding a book for myself. So the question that this arises in my mind is what kind of feminist am I really?! And am I in fact a misogynist? The evidence is there - I was thinking about women in the library which is clearly a metaphor or me being obsessed with women. *"she's a lesbian" someone shouts*

more on this next time!

oo yey! I've worked it out! For the hard words I can check their spelling in Word!


laters (ridiculous thing to say!)

 love (too friendly?)

oh I'd better go (looserish slash talking to oneself?!)

signing out (pretentious and naff)

ok BYEEEEEEEE xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (ooop sexual!)

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there is a spell checker in this bit at the bottom-sorted!

Current Location: The Flat
Current Mood: WTF is chipper?!
Current Music: Aqualung....interupted with bangings from neighbouring partying flats!