theres something about uni...

Theres something about uni that makes me feel good. Perhaps its the people, maybe its the classes, maybe its just the whole experience (perhaps its cos its starting to get warm at uni :) ). But whenever I go to uni, I'm happy. I know thats kind of sad, but oh well.

I thought I'd go in early with Eric, because studying even a bit for my Networks mid-sem would have been a good idea. Not that it happened of course, I spent a lot of time reading the paper, checking my e-mail, and I even started my psychology report, but I only spent about half an hour studying. It seemed adequate though, I'm pretty sure I passed, and might have done quite well. We'll see how I go.

Sat around chatting for a while. Apparently I'm meant to pick up on Saturday at Andrew's. Some Singaporean chick who talks a lot. I hope its not that Pheobe girl who Eric knows. Andrew said she's not bad looking, but then, we all know about his taste in women... *cough* Camie *cough*.

Managed to get a ride back from Paul, which was nice of him :) and I found Fi and mum vacumming the cars at the restaurant... Funny place to clean a car, but its convinient because its got such a big carpark.

Dinner was very vegetarian. So we got some more meat. Ah... the joys of having a family restaurant. I love it! I don't even get sick of the food, much. MM anyway, time to do some work.

EDIT - tried to make it a lil interesting