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April 21, 2005

Yay for Stagecoach Mark II

Had another interesting experience on a Stagecoach vehicle this evening, and unfortunately it wasn't pleasant and didn't involve the crazy woman. It was also made so much worse by the fact I was nursing the most savage hangover possible – reasons for this will become clear in a moment…

So, was on the bus with a hangover which was bad enough. I could rant on about that for a whole entry in itself, but won't. So, was on the bus with a hangover. Got to the stop outside Varsity and the gatehouse, where I watched a young chap down most of a can of lager (it looked like Carlsberg from a distance, but I didn't have my glasses on. It was minging), and then proceeded to vomit. He then got on the bus, and between that bus stop and the next (outside the Maths block – all of about 100 yards), he had managed to be sick ABSOLUTELY EVERYWHERE. And it was of the most projectile kind. It was absolutely vile for several reasons;
a) vomit. Yuck.
b) When I am drunk to the point that I feel I may be a bit ill, I DON'T GET ON A BUS.
c) he was totally unashamed at having done this. Was he an alien?
d) his friend told him to go to the toilet in Rootes to sort himself out, and he decided it would be best to go straight home. Wonder how much more he vomited on the way home.

I saw Sel who was just about to get on the bus to come home from campus, and I warned him about this drunken beast. The next time I see him I will enquire as to the outcome of this unfortunate chap.

But now I am going to go in the bath and await the arrival of my wonderful boyfriend, whom I havn't seen for hours and hours and wish to cuddle muchly following the events of last night.


Will anyone ever understand how boys work? I'm totally in the dark when it comes to working them out.

For example, last night, Bambi and I had an argument. I hate arguing with anyone, especially Bambi, but all people argue and it's just one of those things in life. There'd be something wrong with you if you didn't argue. I'm one of those people who bottle up all of their feelings and problems and then (normally when I've had a bottle of wine…) they all come tumbling out. I know it's not the right attitide to have, and I don't make sense when I do it, but I feel a burden if I do otherwise and that's just the way I am (phew, breathe).

Anyway, this happened last night and I unleashed a whole rant on him. About him. And things he had done to upset me. And I'm not just talking about little things that niggle at me. Things that really upset me. And I know he doesn't mean to do them, and I love him to the ends of the earth, but that makes it all the more difficult really. And so I got upset with him, and he got upset that I was upset with him. But then he expected me to apologise to him. I did, of course, because I felt really guilty about upsetting him. And he also apologised to me, I might point out.

But then he sent me an email, telling me I was the guilty party in the whole situation, but never mind, as he forgave me.

Erm, hello? There have been things breaking my heart for the past couple of months, and then when I tell him – in order to make things better between us – I'm the one who has to work for his forgiveness. What???? Men.

Anyway, I think things are ok now. And what is the obsession with quiz machines?
"Wahey, I've won £5!"
"How much did you put in?"
"£10. But I still won! Drinks are on me."

I knew he was a strange one when I met him. But it was a dark night and everyone else had gone home…

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