Another day in this University,..cold..cold..cold.
People have been quite cold despite last night's little bash with quite some unexpected people in that one street somewhere near wollaton. I was kind of surprised that the neighbours in Ad's place didnt knock down his door (the one with the loud sign 'COME IN') after all of those ridiculously rampant noises from his choice of party music.. even more surprised than me actually finding that house after going the miles on with my disappointed pair of boots.
I was kind of hoping that things would light up today, but some guys like Mark is just such a drag I felt I could pull one of my boots off and slam it up his head for being such a snob. He used to be soo friendly and smiley to me...just what the hell happened? He looks so unfulfilled lately,..but hey, since we're not talking or anything, it is definitely not my fault.
Al still smells like a gorgeous trouble but I remain the composure and retain from commenting on his recent injuries. Just hope this is not a wrong thing to do, meaning that one that will send wrong images to him.
Hoping for a lively week next week though; costume party down town, dinner party at Iguana and that long awaited latin feast.
Should be coming back to Theory, Culture and Society but dont feel like I can find the might to.
I suddenly miss my friends and our little gathering every now and then in the city's hippest cafes.
