i am tired of finding out that people i thought were quite nice are actually not. it's a shame, but i'm grateful for those two or three people in my course that i really like, and i don't know what i'd do without them. f., my only italian girlfriend and comrade in bitchiness, is fantastic. she's one of those people i'm really fucking glad i've met...
all of a sudden i don't regret spending as much time in college as i have - these are my true friends because, you can never trust people when they're competition. you know they'll be nasty at some point.
friday night was hilarious - k. came up from london, and two world met in one evening. my SOAS days and my oxford days coming together, pretty weird but completely worth it. the night was spent drinking in the turf, the king's arms and then the purple turtle. the best of oxford nightlife (sigh).
tomorrow i will be in london meeting important people (for my summer research), and hopefully it will be an evening of wine and drunkness in k's house. ah. i can't wait to be back in the shithole that is turnpike lane. sweet memories of night buses.
so the overall feeling at the moment is: i can't be bothered, and i'm pissed people never turn out to be what they expect them to be. plus, i'm freaked out since my next door neighbour got her laptop and mobile phone nicked from her room whilst she was in the kitchen (people broke the open window so they could get in). stay away thieves! evil people.
tsk.