It's true, they are! He was about 2 pages ahead of me in the exam for most of the way. Caught up to him at the end though. I'm not totally sure if he was aware I was racing him, but there we go.
I have to walk to the train station in a bit and it's bloody raining...well, spitting/drizzle. I haven't wrote anything for a while so I should have a lot to say, but that's were you are wrong I'm afraid. As you can see, I have already resorted to talking about the weather on just my second paragraph.
I'm contemplating having a shit before I leave but I think I might just bake it for a while and have a totally fulfilling one when I get back home. The risk, of course is that I may have to go whilst on the train, miss my stop, end up in Plymouth...and die. Or something.
I shall leave you with my most skillfully taking picture ever. Taken on New Years Eve, I manage to throw a chunk of cake at Paddy, hit him in the face with it and take the picture at the same time. Here we see the split second before it hits.
I have to walk to the train station in a bit and it's bloody raining...well, spitting/drizzle. I haven't wrote anything for a while so I should have a lot to say, but that's were you are wrong I'm afraid. As you can see, I have already resorted to talking about the weather on just my second paragraph.
I'm contemplating having a shit before I leave but I think I might just bake it for a while and have a totally fulfilling one when I get back home. The risk, of course is that I may have to go whilst on the train, miss my stop, end up in Plymouth...and die. Or something.
I shall leave you with my most skillfully taking picture ever. Taken on New Years Eve, I manage to throw a chunk of cake at Paddy, hit him in the face with it and take the picture at the same time. Here we see the split second before it hits.
Peace.
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Here comes a piece of very interesting information. Michael Murray, the Asian Freddie Mercury of your lectures, is in the world of Second Life (www.secondlife.com) pretending to be a female called Melissa Coulter.
Now I'm just worried.
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