This weekend was immense, excluding the tiredness and the oh-so disturbing image of the chubby child that hate in tight pants burned into my mind.
Went on a tour of the HMS Montrose, and the HMS Courageous (a submarine) Found out why woman can't be submariners, because if they are/get pregnant, the baby could be deformed because of nuclear-ness. I know what you;re thinking, but no, my mum wasn't a submariner.
Devonport have yummy squash.
Went down to plymouth hoe, wanted to swim in teh sea, it was bloody hot in my combats.
Smokers are jokers. And karma is a bitch.
I think me and Faulker had a connection, it seemed like he enjoyed my molestation (though it was hard to tell because he was asleep)
Guys played drop the soap, whilst i had a relaxing shower. WIN.
HSM Cumberland sailors have accents. Scottish ones like David Tennant. Aha :D
Made a new friend, that was... interesting.
Tom Hanks is The Man.
So funny earlier today, me and Flo-Monster couldn't find changed room for english.
We were proud because we were gonna be the first to H7 (we overtook Mr Pruvey for cerying out loud!) no one was there so we looked through entire main block and student services told us we did have the right room. We ran around holding hands confused, until we called Norrish. We were in E7 apparently.
Doesn't make sense.
In a weepy cuddly mood earlier. Sucked.
Cannot believe how many people either have no faith in me or are disappointed. Though i probably shouldn't be suprised.
I got very intimate with a muffin earlier.
Then ran around screaming ninja.
My brother had a hacksaw... not good.
FML. Yet again.
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