So�I got all indecisive about stuff again, as you do, and made another not-so-spur-of-the-moment-but-still-rather-quick decision. This time I emailed the admissions department and asked if I could change one of my programme subjects (I was totally frickin� scared �cause it�s only three weeks tul the semester starts and I�d decided MLA just wasn�t for me � I mean, presentations and debates every week? I�d die!) So anyway, they agreed!

So�instead of Modern Liberal Arts, I�m all set to study Creative Writing and American Studies! I�m so so excited � I�m a little bit obsessed with everything American, which probably doesn�t make much sense to people that read this who are American, but England�s just so�.so staid and cramped sometimes! I forget it�s an Island, and then all of a sudden it just feels so small - there�s just nothing different to draw my excitement, just varying degrees of sameness � and god am I the most irritatingly excitable person ever!

Everyone just laughed when I told them � like they expected it or something (Am I that predictably unpredictable?) Ma says as long as I�m happy she doesn�t care what I study�but I think she was secretly relieved I�d chosen something a bit more employable. She worries I think, but I�ve always been a bit jumbled.

Howie says I�ll never be happy and that I should never get married because I�d leave the poor sod when something better came along. I refute this though, on the basis that I�ve never left anyone for someone else and I do have a five year relationship under my belt. He also remarked that it obviously didn�t go so well, you know, considering I�m single and all�but that�s completely beside the point! I left �cause i�m not ready for a white picket fence and love just doesn�t always last � whether you�re temperamental or not! Bleurgh.

He just says this stuff to wind me up I think. Then he told me off for saying ice-cream truck instead of ice-cream van. You just can�t win with some people *rolls eyes* Gah, he knows me too well (unfortunately). But then he also told me the cure to my cold was lots of sex�like I�m going to listen to anything he�s got to say after that!

Granted, he probably thought I was in a stupid mood, considering I�d told him I�d watched Tarzan last night and decided I wanted to give up all my possessions and go and live in the jungle. I mean, who does that? Who watches a Disney movie and decides something so absurd? Me, that�s who! Impressionable or what?

Apparently it�s never going to happen, I like shopping too much. Mark used to say I was the reason they put last minute purchases at the checkouts and big billboards up advertising things. I need to learn to not pay attention or something.

Gah. Why did I get out of bed today? I�m diving back under the covers with Jo Nesbo and I�m going to pretend the noises I�m hearing have nothing whatsoever to do with people crawling across the carpet with creepy mangled limbs � my imagination is so twisted sometimes.

Oooh oooh. I almost forgot...I watched the Shark Night 3D movie and i loved it. I'm so scared of sharks i can't help but shriek anytime one of them appears and they were out in full force in this movie! I heart me some horror. Why is it so frickin' dark already?

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