OH I AM SO LOVE mmm mmm mmmyeah ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.
I probably repeat myself every other day or something everything I say. what?
ok, so. I don’t usually go to my one class on Tuesdays because it’s the only class I have that day and it only goes for an hour and it’s only a first year subject so I don’t see any point going all the way to uni for a 1hour first year subject when they put the lecture notes online anyway. yaknow? but except they didn’t put them up last week and so I thought i’d better go this week, ’cause they usually put them up the day before the lecture only they didn’t last week ’cause they didn’t put them up at all, and by this morning the notes for this week weren’t up either so I thought that was a bad sign so i’d probably better go this week. today. oh and I had to go to the bank to pay rent so I thought i’d do that on the way ’cause otherwise I wouldn’t’ve ’cause I always forget to pay rent if i’m not going out for some other reason that day. so I walked to the bank and thought i’d catch the bus from there. it takes about 45 minutes to catch the two buses to uni and walk up the hill so I left 15 minutes early. HEAPS OF TIME TO GO TO THE BANK, RIGHT? NO! I stood in LINE for 4360269586 minutes AND I WAS THE ONLY PERSON IN THE LINE. I watched around 50 buses go past in the meantime. and if you think i’m exaggerating
when I finally got out the bank I saw that the next buss wasn’t due for 15 minutes so I thought i’d walk to the second bus-stop. only half way there I realised it’d been 15 minutes so I waited at an in-between bus-stop. only the bus was 15 minutes late. second big mistake! ee. so while I was waiting 15 minutes I thought maybe the universe was trying to tell me not to go to uni today, but that dismissed that notion as common schizophrenia. STUPID ME. ’cause I got to uni 15 minutes late, raced up the hill and flung open the doors to the lecture theatre…
WHICH WAS EMPTY.
so if you ever think the universe is trying to tell you something, IT CERTAINLY IS.
I checked my course outline and there it was, week 7, no lecture. because the exam is Thursday. ugh. UGHX456890623506235975624503
so I went & bought a my little pony. I counted them and that makes 22, not including the ones in Cairns.. or the miniature ones, beanie ones, giant plush ones, the one filled with bubblebath, the toothbrush, the crockery, the lockable diary, the stamp set, the stationary, the colouring books, the digital watch, etc etc.
so. I know i’ve vowed to stop before, but that didn’t work, so a revision: I hereby vow to only buy them if both their colour and pose is different to any I have. which today’s was, so it’s okay.
unless it’s a baby, unicorn or pegusus. I WISH THEY’D HAVE UNICORNS AND PEGUSI AGAIN.
oh, and I bought one on ebay a few days ago that hasn’t arrived yet. so it’s 23.
I also bought a pair of socks with unicorn toes (hey, unicorn twice!), and a hello kitty brushing her teeth for Nia’s birthday but I love it so I think i’ll have to keep it and find her something else.