UncategorizedApril 21, 2009 11:42 am

You know, I kind of thought I knew where I was going with my term paper a couple of weeks ago, before I had a meeting with my supervisor. I did. But then he changed a lot about what I was doing, and I left that meeting a lot more confused than when I came in. That was last Thursday - not last week, but the week before that. He was going to read the pages I’d written and get back to me in a day or two. I didn’t get an email until this weekend, and in that email he basically said my references were no good, the material I had planned on using was no good, and that I have a whole lot to do.

If only I knew WHAT he wants me to do. I feel so screwed. 

UncategorizedApril 17, 2009 8:28 pm

As silly as it may seem, being far too young to remember 1989, Wednesday was still emotional for me. The memorial content on the Liverpool website made me start crying a little. But, what I was grateful for, was that not one of my students mocked me for us having been kicked out of Champions League on Tuesday night. None of them, not the Chelsea fans, not the Man United fans, so much as mentioned the match. I thanked them for that before we all left, and one of my (really quite hot) United fans said he’d even been rooting for us a little. My students are awesome. They have their grammar- and translation exam tomorrow, and I really hope it goes well for them.

Tomorrow night I’m cooking for a dinner for 50 people at Sydskånska along with Ally, a friend of hers (who is a linguist and a Liverpool fan, which, awesome) and a bunch of others. Very much looking forward to it, and hoping I won’t give someone food poisoning. But since we’re going out afterwards… What to wear that you can both cook and dance in? 

UncategorizedApril 15, 2009 9:42 am

96 reds never made it home, 
They will never be forgotten, 
They will never walk alone.

UncategorizedApril 10, 2009 9:15 pm
They keep showing that commercial for ‘Wipeout’ on the telly - I’ve never seen it, but it looks insane. The commercial for this particular episode amuses the hell out of me for one reason, though. When the girl (that is the girl who was on Idol, isn’t it? V?) tries to climb the - well, whatever it is, and can’t get up there, and the guy comes to help her… And she throws him this look and goes, "And how is this little man supposed to help me?" I can’t help it. The way she says it is so awesome. *giggle*
UncategorizedApril 9, 2009 9:40 pm
I was watching telly just now, switching the channel when there was a commercial break in Kitchen Nightmares (what? Gordon is awesome) and on channel 3 there was a show about women who get boob jobs. They were just about to interview a girl who was going to become an E-cup because she hoped it would help her get a career as a model, and I’m ashamed to say that my first thought when I saw her was, "Honey, no boob job is ever going to make you a model." I actually felt kind of bad for her.
The only reason I could see for getting a boob job (for myself, that is) would be to be able to wear dresses and tops that require cleavage. *sigh* I can only stare at them, give in and try them on only to have it confirmed that they are not for me and my non-existant boobs.
And still… No. *shudder*
Ooh, not-going-to-be-a-model girl’s mother has a fabulous scouse accent! God, I love that accent, I really do.