after going through all my learning material i thought to myself hey, i quite really like learning. it's straightforward and wow, there's actually a good chance i might get around a credit overall. (taking into account for my essay i'm starting like with a minus -20.)

but after the most gay exam in the history of pscyh exams. i'll be extremely glad to just pass.

horrid short answer questions were like.

what was pavlov's greatest acheivenments and how did it influence western psychology!!!!!!
seriously the last time i checked i was doing a course on learning and behaviour, not tribute orbituary writing 101. man i really adore you bob boakes, but WHAT THE HELL! SERIOUSLY! i had to write so much bullshit, it wasn't even good bullshit. so gonna fail. ARGH!! apparently was writing so furiously and exerting great pressure on my hand that i had paper friction burn (it's like carpet burn but on your hand from paper) which only really kicked in once the chief invigilator declared pens down and all the adrenaline went WHOOSH! right out of my system.


haha but i did like all the gags that ian NEVILLE johnston put in. got a couple of laughs from that. he's so random. he's great. awww i'm reminded of my really smart rat cause of him. such a lovely tutor. i really do feel bad for justin harris. he must think i hate him as a tutor or something that's why i'm rarely at his tutes.
but i've good reasons!
- one was cause it was my birthday and nise had specially come down to my campus to meet up! aww. she's such a darling.
- another was cause of the evil bout of food poisoning i had from that wretched pasta sauce. (ok ok food aversion i should know better than attribute it like that but that's learning principles for you)
- after kinda shredding my achilles heel on sunday night, my entire foot was swollen by morning cause i didn't elevate it when i was sleeping.
- i usually miss mondays cause on sundays out of little choice i had to consume the MSG laden slabs of ick meat which i've just discovered i've developed sensitivity to it with food allergies. so monday mornings my queasy gastrotract is hating me for it.

so it's not that i have anything against him, i really don't. i think he's a lovely tutor. it's just that the circumstances don't permit me to attend his classes.
07:59

happy birthday kitty!
07:58

YAY! gotten my tom jones 'help yourself' cd.

the title track is one of my all time tom jones fave, along with she's a lady, it's not unusual, burning down the house (with the cardigans) and sexbomb.

remembered as a child, i watched a show, i think it was the tom jones show, where he was dancing and singing she's a lady which why i really have this strange not so secret shame for his music.
but somehow, tom jones is right at home with my musical taste of dean martin, frank sinatra, ok a1 is incongruent to everything but it's still pivotal part of my music preferences.
man i'm really itchy right now, stupid muddy puddle water. going off to scratch till it bleeds or till it's less itchy, whichever comes first.

I WANT A SWAN LAKE TICKET!!!!!
15:29

ok i can't believe that stupid jerk argued with me about MY food allergies.
seriously what the hell.
but i must admit that i was wrong, of course you know what i'm allergic to. not me. that would be silly for me to be aware of my OWN FREAKING food allergies.

bitch.

seriously no one likes you, even your friends turn around and apologise for your behaviour then later confide that they really can't stand you. so deal with it.
03:26

i'm slouched all over the chair in the computer room, famished from the lack of red meat for the past 2 and a half weeks. pretty much convinced that my haemoglobin blood count has plummeted since. it's a combination of me avoiding the MSG laced meat slabs (not said in tender affectionate typical sandra way of saying slabs of meat) and the lack of any decent red meat around here. NOT EVEN VEAL for crying out loud. it's deprivation of basic liberties! how can i be parted from my red meat! HOW CAN I!
*wails*

been craving pasta as usual, i want full on traditional or close to traditional italian done pasta. sancta pasta has killed pasta for me. frank's should start making pasta like a good rich smokey based infused creamy carbonara or aglio oli, or neopolitian, or something!! I WANT PASTA!
and also on the side a gorgeous slab of red bloody marbled steak, oh wagyu burger! oh wagyu burger! neil perry i beeseech you, please open a grill style rockpool in sydney (at the melbourne prices of course) and i PROMISE YOU, swear on all pasta holy that i would go there every fortnight provided it's near me. OH PLEASE I BEG OF YOU! i will even cook in your kitchen for you! i'll pry christie's oysters with my bare hands instead of shucking them open. PLEASE! please please please please.

oh wait, isn't jen on leave today???? good i'll drag her to the courtyard cafe for my white truffles then off to leicdhart for the most marvellous pizza known to man. but then i have the sneaking suspicion that she's off with simon so my plans are mostly well just plans, nowhere close to reality.

so plan B. (B now representing bloody red steak, mmmm)
i reckon pho noodles down at newtown isn't too bad an option, 15 for 2 rather massive bowls. otherwise there's no red meat option down at newtown, unless you count tapas which is the biggest rip off since.. well people ripping off clothes from the racks during stella launch at target. i could go down to meat & wine, give them another chance to salvage their steaks. but that's like 32 not including bus fare. which is alot to gamble on meat & wine.

ah crud, where can i get good steaks in sydney!!!!!! maybe coogee, oh goodness the mash was beyond anything..

i just realise that i'm just typing anything that comes straight out of my head, thus the incoherent babling to myself. ok i'm off now, going to spend the next 10 mins googling steak places close by and then take a 3 hour nap before touching up my super shit assignment which i've long given up hope on.
02:44

random: bob boakes has such a nice soft lilting english accent that i try hard not to drift off during lectures just so i can concentrate on his voice rather than the boring as evil evil hell learning material.
03:03

in light of the whole underage drinking spike in hollywood, i was flipping through the legal drinking age of different countries. with 18 being the norm.
however imagine my surprise when i discovered that the minimum drinking AND purchasing age in italy was 14!
i expected it to be 16 considering the country's love for wine and food (my assumption wasn't off with france clocking in 16)

but 14! wowser.

it's also amusing to note that in isle of man the minimum drinking age is.. 5!
it was stated that in the UK it's illegal to give a child under 5 alcohol unless it is for medical purposes or in emergencies. WHAT??

have absolutely no idea as to what would constitute an emergency to be giving such a young child alcohol! sobering up is NOT one of them jen. but seriously what medical purpose would require you giving the child alcohol.

the world is so weird.
03:53