superkate: journal

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070901 >> the motor turns and so do the wheels!

listening to | placebo \ without you i'm nothing
what i’m gonna do when i finish this | paint my nails red
feeling | relieved

well i seem to have managed to get through the past couple of weeks without going too insane from all the uni work.

last night i celebrated by seeing machine gun fellatio at the uni bar. 

before heading to the bar, i had to go to a function at the institute of chemical engineers to show our little car to the sponsors. 

and it raaaaaaaaan!  wooo!

it ran like a gem, too!  we are so excited!  now we have to work on the stopping mechanism and on testing it over different course lengths and carriage of various weights.

the sponsors thingy was actually quite good.  there was free beer - i had 4.  there were yummy little sandwiches and things too.  free beer and food rules!

anyways... then onto machine gun fellatio.  one of the support acts didn't turn up, so one of the girls (christa hughes) from mgf supported solo. my ears pricked up when i realised the first song was edith piaf's 'hymne l'amour.'  i ran inside in time to see christa scull a beer and proceed to gurgle part of the song, only to follow that with some loud, yet in tune, burping.

later she pretended to fart 'somewhere over the rainbow' with her legs spread open while wearing a g-string.  all class that woman is.  sometimes there is such a thing as going to far.  christa really did degrade herself last night.  though her song 'i want to be your dirty fucking whore' was pretty cool. 

mgf were insanity as usual - even though there was no nudity.  we heard that the general manager of the student union may have put a stop to any obscenity.  poo.

i need to find a dress for the chemical engineering dinner!

well, i did find the perfect dress, but it was too tight!  and they only had one of them!  it is a brown, red and black diagonally striped lurex number.  halter neck and knee length.  it is so 70's glam!!  i want it!  i'm so upset that it didn't fit!  *cries*

i seriously have no idea what i am going to wear.  i don’t really want to spend too much money, plus i don't want anything obviously *formal*.  i just want something funky and cool that i know i will wear again, yet looks glam enough to wear to a formal dinner. 

woe is me

oh yeah, and i need it by next friday!  eeeeeek!

i discovered a few things about myself this week:

* i have an affinity with the comma - i use too many of them.  i considered writing this journal entry without any, but then i decided that was a stupid idea.

* i use too many emoticons.  this includes too many *'s.

* i am insane.

* no really, i am really and trully insane.  uni has sent me insane.

* i work SO much better under pressure.

* that it is possible to be so stressed that there is no longer the temptation to get on the net to talk to my friends.

* 'checking email' doesn't just mean checking email.

* being a biatch is mega fun.

* that i want too many guys.  all of a sudden there are lots of hot guys at uni.

* i have a worrying emotional attachment to the engineering rock that used to be in the engineering courtyard that has now been taken away from us and replaced with a drain pipe (*moans* not another fountain!).  apparently i have become the ringleader in regards to stealing the rock back from medicine (i swear i saw the rock at medicine!  if it isn't our rock, it was our rock's twin!)

* med students piss me off (not only have they stolen our rock, but they also stole our coffee cart.  biatches)

* people doing business/economics who complain about their workload fuck me off.  try doing engineering biatch!

ok, there are lots of other things, but i seem to be complaining too much again, so i will stop.  oh yeah, that's another thing i have discovered,

* i complain too much.  but so does everyone else, so it is ok.

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