It seems that tonight my two weeks of beautiful freedom are over...since my grandparents get back from their two-week jaunt in Italy tomorrow. I've given my grandfather orders for plenty of photographs to have been taken, so I'll be spending hours going through those. (That's a point...notet to self to get more Prints done...¬.¬)
I had a General Studies exam on Wednesday...and I ran out of time...again. I had to bullet point about four or five...or six things, but overall it went well. My next one is law...which there isn't -much- point in me even taking, but I'll go along anyway and attempt to get a few points so I don't actually fail the course. I shall be lucky if I get a D in that particular subject. No matter.
One of my musician friends (St Johns Ambulance Volounteer and studying for a Nurses degree by trade) has asked me to go along to a Song-Writing session just after my exams, which I'm -really- looking forward to. Said songs may be recorded...which would be awesome.
Now...is it me or are there an awful lot of secrets in the air at the moment? How do I know this? People enjoy wafting them about...or being so bloody obviously discreet that it'd be obvious to a blind speilsnake. I'm not condoning of course, I've a few of my own. -Coughs- But for crying out loud keep things to yourself or just spit it out. Listening to hints and 'I can't tell you's' is really, really getting old. Must be something about the weather.
