Monday, May 24
Mmmm, Can You Feel The Sport? Oh, And The Meat
Another lazy Sunday, this one dominated by a shitload of sport on the TV. One of the most exciting Grand Prix in a long time (i.e. Schumacher didn't win) and a great day's cricket.
Basically, I did no work, yet again. I'm forgiving myself for this though, because I know I will get all of the work done before Friday. This exam is on a subject which I not only enjoy, but have a real interest in.
Unfortunately, that work will not be getting done tomorrow. This is because I'm going to Lords to watch the cricket and drink copious amounts of alcohol. Bo! It's the last day of the Test, and it's only £10 for a ticket. Even I can afford that!
The cost adds up when you consider that you're going to require a fair few beers, but I reckon my bank balance can just about cope with it... Anyway, it's the first time that I'll have ever been to a cricket match, and I'm very much looking forward to it. Now if only I can keep myself awake after all those beers.
Speaking of which (and bringing in the 'Meat' element of the title), I planned ahead a little on that front, by eating an inordinate amount of food from the barbecue which we had earlier this evening. Definitely up around (and probably over) the 2,500 calorie mark for the day. I felt very full and satisfied after a stupid amount of sausages and chicken.
Oh, and I made quite possibly the greatest Egg Fried Rice in the history of the world ever. I'm such a good cook when I actually put my mind to it, even if I may say so myself.
Something has just sprung to mind, for reasons that I can't fathom. I haven't wrote about it yet, and now is as good a time as ever.
At the Criminology exam on Thursday, I saw Girl. Not to speak to, you understand, but she was there. We saw each other, and caught each other's eye, but she completely blanked me.
Yeah, erm, cheers for that. I smiled a smile at her, without any meaning behind it. I'm just a friendly guy, and I truly have no hard feelings towards her about us and when we broke up. Evidently she does.
It did feel a little disconcerting to get such a response, to be honest. You'd think that I'd at least get a smile out of her, or even a "hello". Nope, nada, nothing.
Oh well, I guess I've been truly relegated to the history books in her life. Actually, probably consigned to disappear into a memory hole... Such is life. I have to say that I really don't think about her at all. Yes, it was cool whilst it lasted, and it was great to be with her, but I've moved on.
But not exactly moved on to anyone else, it must be said. Ho hum.
