Sunsets on the eastside

Mondays are just the longest days here. The days I have the most classes. The first of which starts at a horrible 9.15. Bah. But I got the best surprise when I came back after law (which was cancelled in the end) and Jenny waving madly in the air a little green piece of paper with my name on it- PACKAGE BABY! We trotted off to the mail room and walked back with me carrying my brown package tied up in a string.

Mummy sent me some brownies, layer cake, dodol and baulu. :D Yay. Everyone had a taste of everything and my brownies are almost gone. Sheesh. Must hide the rest away!

Quiet night in tonight. I have my context group meeting at 8 bloody 15 tomorrow. As David nicely put it on the voicemail he left me,
"I'm afraid it's a horrible 8.15 start tomorrow morning Azy."

Ergh. And at 3.15 it's my OB group meeting. OB reminds me of sociology. The lecturer reminds me of Sally. It's bad.

Boys are off at Caddilacs. Cannot handle two weeks in a row at Caddies. Cannot handle two weeks of cheese music.

But stupid me, they went with Eastwood 2. Which included boy next door. Fabuloussss.