I suffered through seven hours of uni today - ouch. My lecture this morning was bearable, because it made sense. Then i had three and a half hours of nothingness to fill. So we started with coffee and muffins. Then El and i started in on our readings for our english workshop in the afternoon. We were half way through when our crazy uni lady showed up. This is the crady lady who made mock trial a chore and El's group project hell. So she walks up to our corner of comfy chairs, sits down and starts in on a monologue...
...i'm so behind, the uni gave me a week off to go fishing (question: why did the uni give her a week off?), and so i went fishing but then i saw my family and i wish that i'd stuck to fishing for animals (question: what else did she start fishing for??). and now i'm back and i just re-sat my constitutional law exam to get a better mark (question: why did she get to re-sit it?! i'm sure she passed the first time...) and then uni lost it, because they're so hopeless. i only got a distinction in one of my topics last term, so maybe our whole group should re-submit our performance? i don't really have to do the readings, because the uni doesn't mind that i'm behind, because they gave me a week off (again - why?!). it's a pity my family is so complicated, i was offered a chance to go to America and play the biggest pipe organ ever but they said i couldn't go. that's ok, i wasn't going anyway, but it's good to know where you stand. i do like my granddaughter, she's very clever. i lead a very interesting life (question: that's a statement. why to you think we care?). i'll be so glad when it's the weekend. it's my son's birthday and i bought him a guitar but i didn't want him to find it, so i've been hiding it somewhere he'd not dare go - in my bed. it'll be nice to have my bed back after the weekend (question: why on earth didn't she just put it NEXT to the bed?!). by the way, if i'm keeping you from your study, just tell me. did i show you the broach i got? i like expensive jewellery that i can wear in a hot bath, or anywhere. like this broach, see (imagine ugly broach...). my son gave me a ring once, but then i found out it was just fake stones. typical...
SHE JUST KEPT GOING!! El and i had to keep being polite (though we'd roll our eyes at each other often) and just read our chapters as fast as humanly possible. Then, we left her, politely... and snuck out through the back stairs on our way to lunch to avoid her coming with us... it was a very taxing time.
El and i had a lovely lunch, without the crazy conversation, until our English tute. I got my grammar test back - and discovered that i got a 13 out of 20... oops. I'm blaming the fact that galf of the questions were trick ones, where there was nothing actually wrong with the sentence given. I can never leave the questions blank, i always have to change something! Plus, i don't think that you can begin a sentence with a preposition (because that's what i've always been taught), but the text book disagrees, so i got that question wrong. Stupid grammar!!
Now. I'm going to study. I WILL study, and i will achieve something... wish me luck.
...i'm so behind, the uni gave me a week off to go fishing (question: why did the uni give her a week off?), and so i went fishing but then i saw my family and i wish that i'd stuck to fishing for animals (question: what else did she start fishing for??). and now i'm back and i just re-sat my constitutional law exam to get a better mark (question: why did she get to re-sit it?! i'm sure she passed the first time...) and then uni lost it, because they're so hopeless. i only got a distinction in one of my topics last term, so maybe our whole group should re-submit our performance? i don't really have to do the readings, because the uni doesn't mind that i'm behind, because they gave me a week off (again - why?!). it's a pity my family is so complicated, i was offered a chance to go to America and play the biggest pipe organ ever but they said i couldn't go. that's ok, i wasn't going anyway, but it's good to know where you stand. i do like my granddaughter, she's very clever. i lead a very interesting life (question: that's a statement. why to you think we care?). i'll be so glad when it's the weekend. it's my son's birthday and i bought him a guitar but i didn't want him to find it, so i've been hiding it somewhere he'd not dare go - in my bed. it'll be nice to have my bed back after the weekend (question: why on earth didn't she just put it NEXT to the bed?!). by the way, if i'm keeping you from your study, just tell me. did i show you the broach i got? i like expensive jewellery that i can wear in a hot bath, or anywhere. like this broach, see (imagine ugly broach...). my son gave me a ring once, but then i found out it was just fake stones. typical...
SHE JUST KEPT GOING!! El and i had to keep being polite (though we'd roll our eyes at each other often) and just read our chapters as fast as humanly possible. Then, we left her, politely... and snuck out through the back stairs on our way to lunch to avoid her coming with us... it was a very taxing time.
El and i had a lovely lunch, without the crazy conversation, until our English tute. I got my grammar test back - and discovered that i got a 13 out of 20... oops. I'm blaming the fact that galf of the questions were trick ones, where there was nothing actually wrong with the sentence given. I can never leave the questions blank, i always have to change something! Plus, i don't think that you can begin a sentence with a preposition (because that's what i've always been taught), but the text book disagrees, so i got that question wrong. Stupid grammar!!
Now. I'm going to study. I WILL study, and i will achieve something... wish me luck.
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