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Started my first day studying Air Traffic Controling. Everybody seems so positive, students and teachers alike. Then I managed to clock an hour and a half at work on my way home (every small bit counts
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Am working on a project at work that will make my job 300% better in the long run, but for the next couple of weeks while setting it up it will be 3000% shitter. Then I cleaned out all the post and shit from my house that has been hiding in various places, and partook in some epic shredding.
Now I'm here. Woo.
Today I had trouble getting up, got soaked on the way to the train station, lectures were boring, didn't learn a thing, I slipped as I entered the British Library this evening and hurt my arm, some guy smelt really bad on the tube, train was late and I had to wait 15 min for a taxi earler. I am still ill, I haven't smiled all day and my laptop is fucking with me.
Roll on Tuesday!
It only gets better tomorrow when I am having a lovely and surely incredibly dignified cervical scan :razz:
Today - first day working in Paris (got 6 more cities in the next 3 weeks to go through). Work is easy (if time consuming) and we got to see a few things.
Yesterday - Painful and shitty. Got to sleep at 6:30am at girl from gym's house. Woke up at 8.30, hungover to hell. Walked home. Fell asleep at home, got up when I should've been leaving for the airport (11.30am). Had a shower, threw up in the shower. Showered again for good measure. Got to airport. Missed the flight - had to explain to my 'boss' who was awaiting me in departures. Had to buy a place on the next flight, although I got an upgrade to business class as the dude felt sorry for me as I looked (and felt) like death. Cost me, and the company had paid for the missed flight. Got to Paris (after nearly missing the second flight as they didn't call it and you have to go through a second security point), and only one of my bags came up the conveyor thing. After 30 minutes, I managed to track the missing bag down - it had come up on a trolley, but they hadn't informed anybody. Bloody French. Had to pick up the 50EURO tab for the cab, which the company was going to pay if I hadn't been a pissed up tart. Got to the hotel. Ate. Slept. Woo. Shite.
Still, I had some good sex, which kind of makes up for it. A bit.
That was one of my classier moments.................................
I only went out for last orders, to girl from the Gym's leaving do and there were loads of people out. I stayed sensible (well, if buying two doubles at a time is sensible) for a good hour or two, then I just went from 'ok' to 'trashed'. We were in a local club by this point... Credit card receipts the next day totalled around £100. I'd only taken £35 out with me, trying to be sensible, which all went too
3 of us ended up back at a friend's place for a bit, and we had the taxi driver come in and mess around with us. Soooo random. I'm sure he did a couple of shots, thinking about it...?!?! :shocking:
At least you wern't having a bath.
Exactly.
last couple of days have been seriously f**ked.
ive spent hour upon hour of talking to the girl ive been crushing on.
which is always fun
eh, maybe some other time.
Had to go to the densist after that though and get antibiotics cos my silly mouth doesnt like my new crown.