
The reason I don’t like christmas is because it forces me to go into places like Spencers.
If you are the type of person to steal food/pizza from communal fridges, I’d like you to remember: Behind every stolen pizza there is a very hungry person who has been looking forward to that pizza all day. Sure, you might be hungry too. But hunger matched with an equal feeling of disappointment and betrayal is a much worse type of suffering. Who knows, perhaps that person had been having a really bad day. Perhaps that pizza was their one short glimmer of sunshine. You could be stealing someone’s only glimpse of sunshine and happiness. Please, just think about these things next time your about to pull a dick move.
Just spent about 5 hours writing out the sexiest batch of study notes ever. Too bad the exam is tomorrow and I only have one day to marvel at these things. Thought I’d put it on the Internet to be marvelled at for eternity.
Also good thing it’s not a spelling test. Pay no attention to that.
I just realized something. When it comes to dressing myself I am often inspired by “weird” or “eclectic” styles. But every time I try to mimic said styles, I always just feel weird and uncomfortable. Bailey, when you are trying to dress like a fashionable hobo, why are you surprised when you feel like garbage?
Partying with the lead singer from Said the Whale while dancing so hard it hurts to one of my favorite artists Elliot Brood (for free!) is another good way to start of my first year of university. So far so good.
Being welcomed into my first year of university by a speech from one of my long time local heroes, Bridget Ryan. I laughed. I cried (tears of laughter). And I was inspired. This should be an amazing next two years.
Back home. In space. With with infamous Megan from The Bailway. That is the end of my European tale. Look forward to many mundane updates of my boring regular life in the future!