Finally got that hair cut I said I needed at the end of the last blog. About an 8 inch hair cut. Which is great and all but I've just realised I spent £75 on hair extensions that I can't even use anymore. Because I'm *such* a smart person. (note the sarcasm).
But I must admit I've already noticed that the hair has had a profound affect on me! Let me explain: normally whenever I go clubbing with Fisher (tall and blonde: god help me) she is either constantly being chatted up, or I'm left by myself while she's pulling EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE CLUB.
WELL NOT THIS TIME. This time the roles were reversed. Don't worry, I didn't pull anyone (much to my mother's annoyance and confusion) but I got chatted up about 30 times. Yay me. I did shoot every single one down, but still counts! #yay.
Although Fisher did shout "£1 to whoever gets a pull first", ran up to this random guy and started pulling him while I just stood at the side and finished her drink. And in typical Fisher fashion it backfired as the guy came back to hers to use her loo and god knows what else happened while I was asleep downstairs, and he ended up nicking my bus fare and her purse when he left. That's right, he was a real classy guy.
Remember that "psycho-social" module I mentioned a blog or two ago? Turns out it's a Second Year module. It was listed on stuff we were given as a first year module, but this explains why I know no one in it. And why it makes no sense. I think my plan is the teach the work to myself, attempt the exam and see if I can pass without going to any lectures. I'll be getting awards for being a positive role model any day now, just you wait.
In another throwback to the last blog I finally managed to fix my mistake and buy Chuck Season 2. Although I do now have season 1 that HMV won't take back as it's not broken. Stupid Caitlin. And much to my parents dismay I watched 7 or 8 episodes a night in a row for 3 days and watched the entire season. I was happy, they weren't exactly: no idea why... And I spend more money I don't have and bought the first season of Psych; because Psych is amazing and hugely underrated and everyone should love it.
As I type this the 13 year old sister is watched Noddy in Toyland. Not even old episodes that she's rewatching because she loves them. She's watching the new series. This is the same girl who slags me off for watching shows that millions of adults watch as well as kids. This is the same girl who told me the other day that she's had at least 4 boyfriends. This is the girl that makes me worry more and more about both her and her generation every single day. *cries*
*POSITIVE ENDING ALERT*
It took me a few weeks but I learned to count and realised I have a 3 day week and a 4 day weekend. This makes me verrrry happy.
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