Sober and Less Depressed - The Conclusion
Or at least some kind of thingie to bring everything together in a nice movie ending stylee.
Right, well after failing to get to sleep until around 4am, I wasn't expecting much but I somehow managed to get up when my alarm went off - quite possibly a first. I trundled into uni, having left my car there on Saturday thanks to copious alcohol consumption, and accidentally arrived 30 minutes early. This was something of a problem, as even after doing every little job I could find in the studio, I still had to kill the best part of 20 minutes. I was understandably bricking it at this point, however, it was apparently unwarranted as when Antonia finally turned up nothing was mentioned about the message I had sent.
The debate as to whether this is a good thing or not is still going on in my head. On the one hand it means that I'm not in the shit over what I said - at least I don't appear to be from the way today went. Conversly, it also means that I still don't have a clue about her feelings towards me - actually that's not true, I have a clue but I don't know the truth of it, which would be far more helpful. I suppose I should be greatful that this doesn't appear to have affected our friendship, but then perhaps it could have affected our friendship for the better.
In either case, I will be seeing her again on Friday, so I'll have to think long and hard about what I'm going to do. Life's a bitch, then everything hits the fan, then it all goes downhill and then you die.
On a largely unrelated note, I finally got around to seeing The Matrix: Reloaded - excellent film. I'm still undecided as to whether it beats the original, but I think they're different enough to avoid direct comparisons. To those of you who didn't think it advanced the storyline or that it focused to heavily on the action, you clearly didn't understand anything that was said during the architect scene. Roll on Revolutions.
Spad out.
Right, well after failing to get to sleep until around 4am, I wasn't expecting much but I somehow managed to get up when my alarm went off - quite possibly a first. I trundled into uni, having left my car there on Saturday thanks to copious alcohol consumption, and accidentally arrived 30 minutes early. This was something of a problem, as even after doing every little job I could find in the studio, I still had to kill the best part of 20 minutes. I was understandably bricking it at this point, however, it was apparently unwarranted as when Antonia finally turned up nothing was mentioned about the message I had sent.
The debate as to whether this is a good thing or not is still going on in my head. On the one hand it means that I'm not in the shit over what I said - at least I don't appear to be from the way today went. Conversly, it also means that I still don't have a clue about her feelings towards me - actually that's not true, I have a clue but I don't know the truth of it, which would be far more helpful. I suppose I should be greatful that this doesn't appear to have affected our friendship, but then perhaps it could have affected our friendship for the better.
In either case, I will be seeing her again on Friday, so I'll have to think long and hard about what I'm going to do. Life's a bitch, then everything hits the fan, then it all goes downhill and then you die.
On a largely unrelated note, I finally got around to seeing The Matrix: Reloaded - excellent film. I'm still undecided as to whether it beats the original, but I think they're different enough to avoid direct comparisons. To those of you who didn't think it advanced the storyline or that it focused to heavily on the action, you clearly didn't understand anything that was said during the architect scene. Roll on Revolutions.
Spad out.
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