Current Mood: Rue
Current Music: Come Around Soon - Sarah Bareilles

Its not that I hate law. I don't. Really! Stop giving me that look, AMILY! Its just that, when I KNOW I have to sit down and study/write an assignment, I just can't do it. I've been procrastinating for the past hour, downloading trailers (ZOMGIreallyneedtocatchup!) and OMG...WAIT...TRAIN OF THOUGHT JUST OOZED OUT...IN my..er...what?

[10 minutes later - after ONE QUICK SKIM READ and TWO QUCK PHONECLS)

Okay, there must be like an underground here or else, Sasha must have told Cameron because the other people I told about this didn't know him in the first place. ZOMG like WOAH. Its a long story, that I'm not going to elaborate so as you all know, we did the MOOT last week and faced, as our first opponents, 4th years, in an area of LAW that we never knew existed before. Anyway, they seemed nice enough even though one of them was a complete arrogant arse. And even afterwards, they gave us their notes so that we could compile a suitable opposition for Thursday. Unfortunately, as Anna found out the following morning and Alice and I at lunch while walking through campus centre, these two 4th years had written complete trash about us. There were scribbled notes on the back of their memorandums all about us and how terrible our arguments had been and how we were idiots etc etc. You have no idea how angry we were. Even Anna had to calm down and well, it is general knowledge that Anna NEVER EVER gets angry.

ANYHOO, after much boohooing and restraining me and several other people I told from leaping upon them BATMAN STYLZ, we didn't mention it nor did it come across in our demeanour in the second moot. We were very, as Anna put it, "professional" even though I couldn't help relating the story to every single person I met. Seriously, girl who I just met in my finance tute, I told her damn straight. Okay, so she may hae been also asking me about the MOOT, being she does LAW too but hey...that's not the point here. THE POINT IS..

About 10 minutes ago, I was checking my e-mail as one does and I got this 'Letter of Apology' from some Cameron guy and I was liek, I swear, "Oh...this must be something Law Related" that is until I started reading it and I have to say, almost burst out into laughter. (I half-snorted outloud.)

Allow us to preface this by saying how unequivocally sorry we are.

OMG. CAMERON SO WROTE THAT. DUDE! De-eloquentise. Colloquialise. That is so spell'd wrong. You don't have to talk like a lawyer all the time!

We want you to understand is that those words were written by two extremely stupid and arrogant young men...

Yeah, no, ARROGANT was a given. And darl, I don't think this ranks you as men, more like little annoying boys. Definitely young though.

The comments we wrote would have been the same whoever we faced that night...

Yeah, THIS I doubt a great deal. If they were, hmmm, say, up against another group of fourth or third years, I doubt they would have written...

Looks like someone has done three weeks of legal process...

The entire 'LETTER OF APOLOGY' is almost 500 words long, more than a page actually. Dude, when I apologise, I keep it short. The last thing you want to do is keep someone reading and REMEMBERING exactly what you did. I'm not a client although, all considered, I could sue for defamation.

Although, this makes me laugh the most.

P.S. We weren't sure of Melissa's email. If this does not reach her, we'd be obliged if Anna or Alice could pass our sentiments along.

I have no idea why given that none of the comments were about me. But then again, they were about my DEAREST FRIENDS. So I guess I am a little affronted.

[Ooops...interrupts again, Anna has come to read the DREADED LETTER OF DOOM'D]

Aha. I have now met Edward...and he was more scruffy than I imagined. I kinda always saw Anna dating some blonde guy who looks like he's from the 18th century, with the kinda Aryan boyish good looks, very Polish actually. Edward looks more like a leftover from the swinging 60s, with the scruffy long-but-not-too-long hair and far older look and well, yeah, he looks like a quiet introvert but generally nice and Anna's type.

Anna just told me that she met MATTHEW in THE DOOM'D STAIRWELL. And yes, he expressed all the 'sentiments' in the letter and appeared repentant. But mmm...you really can't trust these boys can you? Anna's right though, now, instead of being at arm's length with everyone and not caring who they are or whatever, everytime one of meets them its going to be AWKWARD!!!!

Mmmm...enough distraction. I have trailers to watch and things to talk about and an assignment to write up. OH FUCCKIT. I lost my train of thought and I had a really good one. GODDAMNIT.

~M.M.W~
Schnugged at 16:53 |

Current Mood: Rue
Current Music: Love Generation - Bob Sinclair (Techno Whateva Remix)

I don't think there's a song today that hasn't got some sort of remix on it. Granted, some songs sound so much better with a topped-up remix i.e. Charlotte Martin's "Chasing A Shadow" but others...kinda...hmm, how can I say this...suck blow? Love Generation is my new driving song. Its so perfect to bop and do the box to while the world whizzes by in blurry landscaped images. There's a peace and 'life' listening to music while you drive. Its almost, one could say, intoxicating.

~

So, what's new? Alot. Ahuh. So tell me about it? Do I have to? Yes you do. So um...my hair's grown. Yes, I can see that. But how are you? Tell me about you? But I just did. You did, when? I said my hair's grown longer. Well okay, that's not the type of thing I want you to talk about. So what do you want me to talk about? Oh never mind. Okay then doc, why don't we talk about you?

~

I'm ditching two classes today just because I'm in such a terrible mood and I really can't be fucked going. REALLY CANNOT BE FUCKED. What's new? Well, I just glanced at my last two posts (real effing ones about me and not some angsty bullshit I was on) and they were made over three months ago. I cannot believe it has been almost more than three months ago that I went overseas. Sometimes it feels like yesterday. Time flies at University. It feels like forever and then it doesn't. Only a human mind could understand and empathise with that sort of contradiction. Life can feel so fleeting one moment and then so eternal the next.

What the fuck has happened/is happening to me? I can't write. I can't do anything. I'm so lethargic and semi-comatose most of the time. I sleep like a schlepped up Baby on permanent sleeping pills. I'm irritable and horrible to my peers and I'm so fat that I mushroom over any waistband. Can't say that I haven't tried to change but I find myself engaging in all my daily vices unconciously. I can't help but sleep and eat and snark and hate and resent and envy. It all has so much control over me that the floor seems to spin and spin and spin...and I just feel like throwing up this evil, evil girl inside of me. I don't want her in there spoiling everything. Where is that moment where you 'bloom', where you transcend in the annoyingly mature adult I was always suppossed to be? Everything becomes so focused and beautiful, and this sort of enlightenment and ruthless takes over your every move. Where do people find that self-control and self-possession? I don't know. All I can find, deep, deep inside of me, beneath the layers of self-hatred and snow, is self-destruction and a residing hunger. Even now, my stomach rumbles for peace.

I really can't sleep properly anymore.
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