i'm back home, sadly. *sniff*
yesterday i met up with my mum at the v&a, then we my brother picked us up (we had to fit the three of us in a mini, not funny, i'm telling ya) and we went to the saatchi gallery, which was really nice. there were two painters i really liked... now i can't remember their names. need to write them down. anyway, after that we went for dinner at wagamama inside harvey nichols, which was lovely... noodles can be soooooo nice. we talked mostly about my brother and the options he has at the moment in terms of jobs. he could even end up in hong kong... how cool would that be???
i've decided. skirts are nice to look at, but so damn uncomfortable. i need trousers to be happy. seriously. it's torture otherwise. after that i got the bus home but then ended up getting off at charing cross and going to jay's, since i had today off, it made sense. i was so tired by the time i got there... i fell asleep like a rock and didn't wake up until 11 or so. t'was lovely. i need my boy, what can i say.
a couple of days ago i found an lj by someone from soas, and it's so much fun to read about dinwiddy adventures again. feels like ages ago when i was in there... and it is, really. it's been two years and a half since i've moved to london. damn. but anyway, it's nice to think about all the crazy stories i've got from halls. i could tell you about a thousand different ones... i miss it in some ways, cause it is the ultimate student life in there. i was getting drunk all the time... making friends... it's weird to think that it won't happen again, not in the same way...
but there you go, i'm being nostalgic again so i should stop. :) other than that, the essay is almost finished, i only need to do the conclusion. which i will, i'll have plenty of time before mind. the only problem is that the essay is already 1,670 words, and it's only supposed to be 1,500. but then, there is one truth at soas: if you don't put your word-count in (which most people don't do anyway), nobody will actually bother to work out exactly how many words an essay is. eheheh. the tricks of a third year.
off to bed. got stuff to do tomorrow... shame i haven't done the readings for my tutorial. :/