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*mutters about disorganisation*
Okay. So, on the Shakespeare Today reactions page (basically coursework updates, etc.) Mary informed us that the end-of-year meetingness for the students and lecturers was taking place on the 1st June (that is, today) at 6pm in Revolution.
However, last Wednesday, we all decided that must be wrong, because there's an exam on the 2nd, and they wouldn't want us going into our exam hungover, would they? Well, I went today anyway, just in case, having double-checked that Mary had, in fact, said it was on the 1st. I turned up at 6.30 or thereabouts, and there was nobody there who was familiar. I ordered a half of cider so as not to look like the sad woman in the corner. (Well, that failed, but anyway, the thought was there...)
I did spy Mary just before I was about to leave, presumably meeting up for some other course, media studies, or something. Hm. Clearly, she just got confused.
Nevertheless, it's very annoying. I got made up and everything. And dressed accordingly for the rainy weather, so tomorrow it'll be hot and I'll have to decide all over again.
And now I shall go back to being the sad woman in the corner, and watch Eastenders...
However, last Wednesday, we all decided that must be wrong, because there's an exam on the 2nd, and they wouldn't want us going into our exam hungover, would they? Well, I went today anyway, just in case, having double-checked that Mary had, in fact, said it was on the 1st. I turned up at 6.30 or thereabouts, and there was nobody there who was familiar. I ordered a half of cider so as not to look like the sad woman in the corner. (Well, that failed, but anyway, the thought was there...)
I did spy Mary just before I was about to leave, presumably meeting up for some other course, media studies, or something. Hm. Clearly, she just got confused.
Nevertheless, it's very annoying. I got made up and everything. And dressed accordingly for the rainy weather, so tomorrow it'll be hot and I'll have to decide all over again.
And now I shall go back to being the sad woman in the corner, and watch Eastenders...