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Blog #81
LOL, WORDY
All of last week, I had a song I HAD to listen to every day when I walked down to get the free college bus.
That was Dammit by Blink 182.
All this week, I've been listening to No Presents For Christmas by King Diamond.
It's proper weird listening to Christmas songs in the middle of spring.
For the final coursework week, Sarah changed our Thursday lesson to another coursework hour.
I spent it in the LRC with Lewis. I gathered together a bit of my research, but then spent the rest of the time faffing on MindSay and Blogthings.
I saw Shelly come in - she was downstairs on the ground floor doing her IT coursework.
I stood around with her for a while. As soon as she'd finished off, we went back out and sat at the round tables.
A stand had been set up in the corridor at college - giving out free chlamydia tests.
Previously when they'd set one up, Ash and I had dared Shelly to take one - but she refused.
I dared her again this time, and this time she went along with it.
So we went into the toilets on the ground floor and she pissed in a tube. 
I saw her piss too - proper orange. Weird as.
Of course, I trust her, I believe if she had anything I could catch from her, she'd have told me.
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After she'd handed it in - we went into town.
We bought our lunches and walked back to college in time to see Ash.
We sat back on the round tables - Adam joined us too.
Shelly gave him a glow-in-the-dark condom from the bag of sexual goodies the people at the stand had given her. Lubricants and various novelty condoms - nice. 
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In English, Mary set us all off on coursework.
I went down to the LRC - but of course, I didn't do any.
I saw Ash at the reception desk - we decided we'd go down onto ground floor and sit together.
We got two computers together and did some work on our Media Studies coursework.
Ash was making changes to the final draft of her evaluation.
She asked me what she could write for her final section - the section about the task we didn't choose.
I'd written about doing an interview and a scandal story.
I took the piss and told her that she couldn't write "scandal story", because I'd written it first. I told her she had to write "a story with elements of scandal".
Fucking piss - she was almost over the maximum word count - and she responds with: "Oh REALLY. How WORDY..."
Then I carried on the joke saying she couldn't write Jonathan 'wears formal clothes' - she had to write 'dresses with an air of formality'.
It carried on for a long time - to the point where Ash was laughing so hard she had to put her hands over her face to muffle herself, as everyone was looking at us.
I love making Ash laugh - it makes me feel warm inside.
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At the bus stop, I saw Becca.
She was going to her sister's house and was planning to get the 64 - but I told her she could get the same bus as me.
We stood together in the shelter and took the Leven Valley bus back to my nana's.
She came in for a few minutes and had a natter on to my nana.
Ah, the days when we were young - the randomness on that field out back...
Now she's proper different - I don't think she's changed some things, but others are proper new.
