The African cultural show is definitely going to be the highlight of the coming week. It's comes naturally for me to make the assertion it's frankly, going to be fan-bastardly-tastic because I know first hand just how much effort has gone into setting everything up. Seyi's going to be singing as well which means my desire to go is absolutely COMPOUNDED; ever since knowing her at the start of SOAS, I've been there every step of the way with her public singing appearances and extra requests made of me...I'm not going to stop that now; I want to be carried away by the tone in her voice and melt like a block of butter sitting on Nigella Lawson's kitchen top as Seyi pushes her sultry words through my frankly thin body. I could make a damn good Brita filter but I don't think that's particularly marketable given hygiene standards.
Having just finished my Japanese work, I'm surprised I can type in a manner that flows...i tend to slur and my sentence construction just breaks down. Most people tend to think i'm drunk when i speak to them after 2 hours in the Japanese class every Wednesday. Naturally, this is made worse by the 2 hours of friggin' Econometrics afterwards. The popular notion that, 'TV rots the brain', I feel, is equally applicable to Econometrics...not only does it rot the brain but it completely screws over your emotionality whereby you feel completely unable to talk to people afterwards. hmmm.
Virgin Active beckons tomorrow. They have repeatedly called me to confirm my account details since Saturday seeing as they repeated failed to clear. I thought i'd given them my right details but Abbey had to make me look stupid seeing as the account number printed on my card is not the one on my bank statements. So a lip-biting apology ensued and now i have full time gym membership that i seek to use to substitute either facebook time or generally getting rid of the hideous amount of energy I have locked away. It's like this morning, Jo woke me up and told me to check the news...and i jumped out of my bed with still-fuzzy eyes after learning Hillary has polished Obama off in Ohio and Texas. That sudden burst of energy was the only reason why i went to Japanese today. Otherwise? I would have just lingered in my cot of a bed and wrapped myself in my duvet like a slug and proceeded to run around the flat assuming this state when everybody had left.
I can hear the birds singing which means its probably best for me to take to sleep like Peter Stringfellow takes to wearing his thongs. The dirty git.
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