Found out today that we didnt destroy ourselves quite as much as anticipated. this means that the girls have agreed to come round to our house for dinner next thursday.

Yeah. . . on one hand but

AARRggghhe, on the other.

Our house has that "student" feel to it. very impersonal, white walls and the only thing hung on them is one of those rugs you had as a kid that has roads on it. we also have to think of something to make them which will marginally impress.

in other news, there was a girl on my course today that couldnt remember what a gun was and described it as "One of those things that goes bang!". when we all graduate and are in charge of keeping you lot safe. . . . be afriad.