Cliche

It was a gorgeous day yesterday. So i hung my washing out to dry in the burning sun. A swift half hour later i went outside to check my boxers. Nearly dry! apart from the elastic bit around the top. So i say to myself "another half hour should do it". I return to the confines of my room. Then the volume of a swimming pool empties itself into our back yard from the heavens. These things are sent to try us!
Therefore being a long serving scout i did what i do best- improvise.







(notice the trainers on the radiator, i had to practically swim to the quiz night last night and please note i was in the winning team)

I played squash with jamie this morning.
He used me as one of the walls.
The bruise is quite impressive.













(yes I do shave my legs)

ah. Many a stressed person surround me. But i am an island of composure. I have learnt the art of trusting that if i don't do the work then someone else will have to do it for me, thus the work gets done and i feel good.

In our fluid power lecture today we were told that by releasing industrial oil into the environment (i.e oil slicks, mechancial leakages etc) we will actually help nature on a microbiological level. Never mind the birds, it's what goes on under the water that counts. Apparently.

nuff said

Today i spent another :
3 hours on my hospital project. We nearly worked out how big the pipes should be to carry hot water. Then we actually worked out all our calculations were wrong. again.
1 hour on my Race car project. That was fun cos i can do that.
1 hour on transforming my lecturers' faces:









~ 27 hours filling in an application form- answering questions like:
1) describe a situation in which you were amazing, and how did you measure the effects of your amazingness?
2) Describe a seismic/ volcanic/ Nuclear or other extensive disastrous situation that you have overcome, and why. (in no more than 14 words)
3) Using no less than 2500 words explain why you are male/female.
All to get a job designing luxury aircraft seats:
http://www.contour.aero/start.html

well, into the last 5 weeks of term
by then i'll be
homeless
jobless
poor
lonely
but free to start afresh.
What a philosopher
here's some poetry:

The end of an era
is getting neara
give a litle cheera
Amen