Worst. Start. Ever.
I'm gonna start my first entry on my Society, Stage and Text blog with a lot of bitching. Guess that shows what kind of person I am (ie. social misfit). Got up hungover. Got to this lecture at 9am (what my timetable said) came back at 9:30 (what the course outline said) then came back at 10 (when Kate the wonder-secretary got into her office). At 10 past 10 I went to the Ramphal building, looking for room R034, as was specified in an e-mail that Kate got. There is no R034 in the Ramphal building. 10:30 I get back to Kate's office and have to wait so she can get through to the library on the phone and find out which room is booked. Amused myself by reading the Prayer for the Stressed she had on her wall, naturally I found it very helpful.
Finally I managed to get here at 10:40, forty minutes late, have to log into a computer and can't remember my username.
I think I'm getting a cold/cough as well and I'm going to a Hamlet audition later on.
Hugh the lecturer guy is apparently groovy. Or at least he thinks he is. I wish I were groovy. Maybe if I had a rainbow hat I would be.
James "Webbey" Webster