For You A Thousand Times Over.

This is Me and My Room mate.

Over the weekend (including Friday),

# I had one last meal with a friend leaving in search of his own W.ondergirl, ate til I was so full, carried a friend's (guy! wooh) backpack on his behalf.

# I left for touch with my jersey, boots, socks, etc but stood under the orange umbrella to cheer the team on. Before half time I walked over to the stands to retrieve my things in temptation to play. But Coach waved her finger and gave a BIG No-no.

I was also late for A.rthur's 21st where I became a big party pooper and felt eternally bad. I learned about making bad decisions but how sometimes we are given second chances.

I also met a friend-on-crutches who had to sneak out of the house and "steal" car keys and drive with an almost disfunctional left leg for a cup of tea while we pondered over decisions we've made/we're going to make, philosophies of life and our future.

I also laid in bed to enjoy the rain and wind though it was almost 4 in the morning and I was still sick.

# I came back to school early on the account of "work to do" (which is not entirely false) because sometimes you choose to follow your heart over a stubborn mind. And you find out it's not too bad a choice either. Accompanied lonelymiserablesickpathetic S for dinner and caught F1 in the TV room over dinner.

# I also abruptly, impulsively, suddenly decided that I want to go GIPCHINA and am going to apply. Oh, the power of persuasion. However, the definite decision will only be made when the acceptance email is received, and of course when I manage to convince myself of all the commitments I can leave behind and safely say, return to six months later.

# I have also spent a huge amount of time with Kite Runner when I should be finishing my readings for the meeting on Tues. But this is definitely better than Thousand Splendid Suns!