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The last two weeks in Oxford have been amazing fun. Interview hosting (earning £6 an hour to watch Gladiator), long walks to South Hinksey (to discover huge posh houses, deciding that I am going to marry for money, knowing full well I will only marry for love), much time with Fiona and the rest of my gang who have been hanging around, much drunken debauchary, Poker nights, a christmas fancy dress party, two carol concerts and two christmas dinners, a visit from Pritchard, many Stargate eps (a season and a half watched in a week), an excursion with Karen in her mini to see Arabian Nights done by the Creation Company, dinner at Miss Love's (and got to see Archie her cat) and generally life has been ace. I'm really going to miss Oxford, everyone who is still left hear and of course my flat mate Carrie, who it will be weird to spend time apart from. But it is time to go home, via the fair land of Stoke of course, for a Christmas full of merriment. Hoorah.

Thanks to everyone who has made this term an ace term.
Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Etta James
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Another Oxford term over. It's been a good one. No tonsilitis, work gone well, no b*stards. Ace. AND kept my bounce.

Now it's time to earn money! Yey! Interview hosting is on the cards for the next two weeks. We love it. But in true Oxford style, today is walkies day. Let's get out of Oxford. Or we'll go insane.

Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Eva Cassidy
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I have to option of singing for joy and ranting until kingdom come. Instead I shall say ...


"How good and pleasant it is when brothers live together in unity!
It is like precious oil poured on the head, running down on the beard,
Running down on Aaron's beard, down upon the collar of his robes.
It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion.
For there the Lord bestows his blessing, even life for evermore."
- Psalm 133

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Happy fake Christmas!

Unfortunately I did not get Jonny Depp in my Pirates of the Cababin advent calendar, but I did get a magnet of him, and two cardboard cutouts of Captain Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones. I can't wait until real christmas. I'm having two advent calendars for real advent, another Pirates of the Cababin, but with only choc, not toys, which Carrie's mum bought me, and a nativity one that my mum bought me.

Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Eva Cassidy - Somewhere over the rainbow.
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There was a point in my life when I thought Southerners were hilarious, mainly their accent.I distinctly remember watching the Demon Headmaster, and taking the michael out of the fact they said 'this is the voice of the demon Headmaaarster'. Not only that but on the Spice Girl's first video Posh Spice's comment of 'Blaaast from the Paaast' always called giggles. Even in later life, not long before I resided in the fair land of Oxford, I went to a summer school where people said 'naaaasty' and I remember going back home and realating this to my chums, who could not believe people actually spoke like that. Southerners are crazy.
Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Christmas
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My advice is not the best. Do not follow all of it. There are some bit of advice that are essential for a happy life. I never thought I'd have to state them, but it seems that my friends, while amazing, are also stupid. So just clarify things one should and should not do - purely for future reference:

1. Do not live with one's ex-boyfriend.
2. Do not get pregnant for the sake of benefits.
3. Do not kill someone.
4. Do not kill yourself.
5. Do not eat cheese and coleslaw sandwiches in my presence, or onion sandwiches for that matter.
6. Do not get so drunk you don't remember the evening.
7. Do not have rebound-sex.
8. Do not mention David Jason.
9. Do not laugh when someone says that someone else has died.
10. Do not eat too many beans.

All these things will lead to a happier life in general.

Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Christmas
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The cold wind is blowin' and the streets are getting dark
I'm writing you a letter and I don't know where to start
The bells will be ringing Saint John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time

The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old Rockefella's tree
People window shopping on Fifth Avenue
All I want for Christmas is you

(Tell me) I've got to know
Where do lonely hearts go
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

Things are different since you've been here last
Childhood dreaming is a thing of the past
Maybe you can bring us some hope this year
Visions of sugar plums have disappeared

Do you remember sleigh riding in the snow
And dancing all night to "Baby, Please Come Home"
Today's celebration is bittersweet
There's mothers and children in the street

(Tell me) I've got to know
Where do lonely hearts go
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas

I'm all grown up but I'm the same you'll see
I'm writing this letter 'cause I still believe
Dear Santa I've been good this year
Can't you stay a little while with me right here

(Tell me) I've got to know
Where do lonely hearts go
Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas
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Recently my livejournal entries has been rather sparse. Probably because I've got a lot to say, but don't quite know how to say it. Or may be that I'll end up giving a random list ...

I've seen another lot of husts go by, yet another JCR committee now elected, and good luck to them. I have big plans for being a very obnoxious fourth year at husts next year.

I'm broke at the moment; I owe people money. People owe me money. I did even do some paid work last week, which was ace. I'm staying down in Ox for hosting too, but I won't get money for doing that until January.

I'm popping over to Dublin for Christmas this year - time with the family and all that. New Year in the Lake District with the Ox crew should be eventful.

Work is ticking along - 3 more essays to go.

I'm very much looking forward to the Christmas Carol Service on Sunday. Yey! Christmas!! Lots of rehersals for that this week.

Chapel is still standing, and new Bible Clerk has been selected. A smaller version of the last one. Brasenose Bible Clerks are like mobile phones.

I'm looking forward to the return of Fiona next week (fionainjapan.blogspot.com).

Also, check out mine and Guy's firefox extension recommendations: guyrintoul.com

Is it wrong to be listening to Christmas music? I think not.

Christmas dinner was ace last night - I got an eye-patch.
Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Christmas
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Mmmmm I'm getting into a rather Christmassy mood. I think it has something to do with the run up to fake Christmas. Oooh yey! Christmas!!
Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
Current Music:
Christmas Music
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