Luckily the sister of the person who needed to talk to me never got a hint and I was never left alone. The two did walk me home from church though, and i spent the whole time in a constant unwanted hug with someone dressed in bright yellow while someone dressed in a bright orange suit listened to us behind.
I was also asked by someone today to go and talk to some dude who was just talking to old women.
"Ooohh, what? But he looks happy alone." then after loads of persuasion, "look, i really... i really dont like talking to people anymore, ok?" So the girl next to me was forced his way instead.
I've got a lot of unwanted disgust for people my age, the only people i chose to talk to were all above 28, except for one 16 yr old.
Now I'm recording my voice for some company, sounding like a retard trying to say,
Gastroenterology
I dont even know what it means, but after 2 minutes of practise and 6 botched recordings, "gas-trontalalalaargghhhh" I finally got it right.6 more presentations to record from 13. At least this counts as good work experience for my radio journalism degree.
My last week of my first year is coming to an end, it is kind of sad, and I had a good room, but my friends are gonna be there next year and so is everything else. I just wish the next 2 years would kind of hurry up (apart from the good parts)
Ive just spent hours on postsecret, i cant answer my mobile, sorrryy
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