...is studying. I've made lots of powerpoint presentations containing Roman art. That counts, right? Right? Even though I don't know what they are or when they're from or how important they are, right? Right? Oh god help me.
On a fun note, I got my hair cut. And now it does more than just hangs off my head limply. Boni. At times like this, my inner latin geek emerges and I say things like boni, and wonder if it should have 2 i's.
Oh, I haven't figured out how to tell the boy I fucked that I can't see him in a sexy way, only a wow, you're still Rochelle's flatmate kinda way. But we hung out today and he gave me music so I suppose I'm placated a wee bit. Maybe, just maybe, if I don't kiss him or fuck him BUT keep hanging round with him anyway, he'll get it? Yeah? Yeah, na. Waddashame.
Props to Karen who handed in her take home essays today! You get to help me on Friday with my flash cards, you poor poor soul.
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