Hello!

So I haven't updated my journal in over 2 months. Wow. A month and a half of that was down to no internet, though. So you can't blame me. Blame AOL. AOL sucks donkey dick.

Ooh. On friday we went to see Robyn's exhibition! It was fab (Robyn's work, that is)! Actually it was pretty good. Robyn's really improved and now her work is totally mind-bogglingly good (compared to my shit). SO yeah. We also saw other peoples work, including some ex-Sandoners like Sophie who had these darkened photos. Gemmas was apparently right next to hers, but I don't even remember seeing it. Erm... Oh, we saw Matt Paynes, which was good and made me think of 28 days later, and Robyn said the song on the laptop was Ave Maria (which is on the soundtrack) but I didn't hear it because I'm deaf and/or a monkey fiddler.

Then we went out for dinner and I drank Cider and had the gurgliest tummy ever the next day! Actually I was gurgling for two days, and I don't know if it was the cider or the pitta, but either way I was gurgling! I sounded like muffin before she had to start taking steroids.

What else can I tell you? I've started driving lessons (at long last). My instructors pretty cool. He's hugely sarcastic, and the other day we spent about half an hour just trying to out-sarcasm each other. Really random. And yesterday I almost crashed, which was immensely funny for me! I was laughing so much I nearly started crying. I suppose it's like a fear response. Not that I thought I was going to die, because he PROMISED he would not let me crash the car. Which is a reassuring though, I suppose. I do better at high speeds (we got up to 65 and my handling is soo much better than when we're doing 30), and I didn't stall, which was immense. Actually, the first time he asked me to pull over yesterday, I did so without him even telling me what to do, then he said 'Well done, you did that all on your own', at which point I forget EVERYTHING he'd ever taught me and couldn't remember how to pull back out onto the road :S.

Erm... I had today off work (which was really WEIRD) and I won't be working next tuesday either (next week is my last week before summer hols!) and I might have next Friday off, too. So three days left (hopefully). How wicked. Then two weeks of staff development. Bleugh.

And... that... Is... All... I... Can... Currently... Tell... You.

That took AGES to write compared to a normal sentence. How crap.

In the near future I will be; Brighton... Weekend... Haircut... Patch test... FRINGE! (Maybe)... Pub... Town... Driving lesson... Cooking party thing... Jacket potato... Buggery.

Over and out.

P.s. Mr Wook Wook Choi? Does anybody remember him? This is what Tom (Thom) and I decided he looked like (if you haven't seen this before). [link]

P.p.s I feel kind of sorry for that guy, but in our own little way, we've made him slightly more famous than he would have been if he wasn't called Mr Wook Wook Choi (Yongwook Choi)