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I got post this morning! The first time since about January last year. Just a bus ticket, but it's post all the same - only cost me £1 as well.
I'm in a much better mood than I was last night - I think that even just going out and getting fresh air helps. DDR as well, of course. I ended up spending £3 in the games room last night before coming back and finishing off my Computing practical.
I met Kibet, finally, in the Chemistry computer room - a slightly strange meeting, as we were sitting at opposite ends of the same bench and typing to each other - he realised who I was first.
The Chemistry department has managed to get my middle initial wrong, and according to them I'm now "David X. Newton". I don't think I'll bother informing them.
I also got this e-mail, which I've left uncensored for a change. The full story behind it is rather long-winded.
From: Alexander Filipowski
Subject: YOU FUCKING PRICK
YOUR SUCH A FUCKIN WANKER.
I WAS NOT ABUSIVE. I WAS JUST TALKING TO SOME GUYS ABOUT MY FUCKING GAME.
YOU ARE THE ONE WITH A FUCKIN BRAIN PROBLEM.
BY THE WAY YOU BUM CIRCY IN THE ASS.
YOU SHOULDNT HAVE BLOCKED ME ON MSN MESSANGER YOU FUCKING FREAK
That's what happens when you're the nice guy. Naturally, that hurt me very deeply by causing me to laugh so hard that my lungs exploded out of my chest and went flying across the room in opposite directions. I'm not sure whether I should reply to it, though - should I try and get more out of him, or just leave him alone?
Combined with the fact I've already finished the practical and all my classes for the day, I'm in a good mood.
I'm in a much better mood than I was last night - I think that even just going out and getting fresh air helps. DDR as well, of course. I ended up spending £3 in the games room last night before coming back and finishing off my Computing practical.
I met Kibet, finally, in the Chemistry computer room - a slightly strange meeting, as we were sitting at opposite ends of the same bench and typing to each other - he realised who I was first.
The Chemistry department has managed to get my middle initial wrong, and according to them I'm now "David X. Newton". I don't think I'll bother informing them.
I also got this e-mail, which I've left uncensored for a change. The full story behind it is rather long-winded.
From: Alexander Filipowski
Subject: YOU FUCKING PRICK
YOUR SUCH A FUCKIN WANKER.
I WAS NOT ABUSIVE. I WAS JUST TALKING TO SOME GUYS ABOUT MY FUCKING GAME.
YOU ARE THE ONE WITH A FUCKIN BRAIN PROBLEM.
BY THE WAY YOU BUM CIRCY IN THE ASS.
YOU SHOULDNT HAVE BLOCKED ME ON MSN MESSANGER YOU FUCKING FREAK
That's what happens when you're the nice guy. Naturally, that hurt me very deeply by causing me to laugh so hard that my lungs exploded out of my chest and went flying across the room in opposite directions. I'm not sure whether I should reply to it, though - should I try and get more out of him, or just leave him alone?
Combined with the fact I've already finished the practical and all my classes for the day, I'm in a good mood.
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Accusing someone of being gay is so pointless, as it assumes that everyone else thinks it is an insult too. No one over the age of 15 does this.... do they?