Wednesday, 14 November 2007

One, two, three

1. When in doubt, write yet another poem about a certain family member you have a strange relationship with, add it to the WEIRD POEMS ABOUT MY WEIRD GRANDMOTHER pile, and feel guilty about it for days afterwards. This is clearly the way forward.
2. I've randomly lost weight. Stress? Tapeworm? Hours of wandering the streets of Beckenham before Russian lessons?
3. Cambridge interview on the 3rd. NO - I mean YAY - I mean - erm...

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