Starting uni has reminded me that I really am one of those “cant handle any sort of responsibility” kind of people. And if responsibility also means remembering things then what I said stands. Here’s a list of stuff I forgot on my first day of uni:
- How to get to uni
- How long it takes to drive to uni (if only I could remember how to get there)
- Where the WLT is (I had 2 classes there a week for a year)
- Who my friends were and if I had any
- How to avoid slamming the desk down really loudly
But I’m not a total loser, the stuff I did remember was: - Where to get the best Indian Food
- How to trip people over and kick them to the ground in the mad rush for tut times
Ahh ok that’s all I remember
Now I'd like to present you all with a special Feng Svet ritual of the day/week/whatever so that you may tackle similiar university stress...
It's kind of a cleansing ritual…
Because always Svet says: wasting time on useless and time consuming rituals give me a false sense of purpose and release little bits of endorphins into my brain as I forget about the actual task at hand.
Feng Svet tip #1
Change your phone number. When I changed sim cards recently I realized that this is extremely therapeutic because you get to choose who does and doesn’t have your number. So if you’re a loser like me and make a lot of undesirable friends then this comes in handy.
Now that guy who keeps inviting you to come to his DJ sets at 5 in the morning need not know your new number or that ex boyfriend/girlfriend wont ever be able to take you up on your “yeah we’ll catch up for sure! Call me sometime” offer. Changing your number is amazingly cleansing, I think I’ll start doing mine every week.
Ok jerks this post ends here because...screw you I don't needs a reason! Also I apologise if this post was shit and incoherent, I'm drunk on vodka tonic.
6 comments:
Nice entry, only I wish there were more Feng Svet tips!
In the spirit of what I like to call 'Wise Shit People Say', here's a good one Roberto told me:
'A wise man once said: It is good for boy to meet girl in park, but better for boy to park meat in girl.'
hehehe...
And who cares if you're drunk on vodka tonic... some of the best blog entries have been written while intoxicated.
I miss you like Fiddy Cent misses that piece of his tongue that's been replaced by shrapnel...or like Paris Hilton misses dignity...or like Kate Moss misses coke...
Love CHOX
PS I FUCKIN LOVE KATE MOSS SHE IS MY BITCH
Woo hoo! Yeeeeaah! FIFTY! First comment! Yeah! Suck on that blognerds! hhehehehehe
I love you svettles.
I thought Feng Svet would have included such chi-enhancing tips as leaving G needles at your most northerly bedstand and NOS cannisters on your western garden gnome. Next time I guess. I'd scold you for drinking Vodka Tonics by yourself, but thats probably what most aspiring writers do.
dear svet, seeing as there are two comments from chox and only one from any other sane normal people i thought i should give you my two cents worth. actually i dont have two cents , farking dublin is farking expensive, but its ok to farking swear because im with the farking irish for farks sake! think i'll go and have some guinness!! love you and miss you heaps xxxxxxxxxxoooooooooo
That was farking hilarious, i miss Lucy.
OK, so here is my comment. I still think you should comment on my filler posts. It's about being a supportive friend! ;p
Anyway, it's funny to hear about you doing silly things, particularly as my brain is broken so frequently these days. Like those times I get confused about which way is left and which is right. Eek.
I just blogged after drinking a martini. Drinking and blogging is a good combination sometimes.
Love ya.
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