[It's not really what I'm listening to: it's actually just in my head. Really all I can hear is my brother and Jacko playing cricket outside and Nigella Express-ing it up in the other room.] I'M GOING TO LEARN HOW TO COOK. And that's that. & garden aussi, because someone was recommending a good gardening book yesterday afternoon that really made me want to grow my own rhubarb. Sad domestic much? In other news, I was watching The Science of Sleep last night [woo, rocking Saturday night. Meh, I deserve a break!] and it was awesome. I mean, when it got to the ending I was thinking to myself, "Please don't let this be it. It's not a satisfying enough way to end!" and yet somehow, it has grown on me. However the movie pretty much made me want to be a not pretty but surprisingly beautiful once you really look at her French woman. AAAAAAALWAYS I get so influenced! I mean, just last Monday I was all like "I want to be in Russia" because the school trip on Skins... didn't exactly make it seem awesome, but I just want to go. Because it looked cool. L'influence! Wellllll I don't know, nothing remotely interesting to report. Which is why I'm writing: the major stuff never makes it in because I never have time to write when it happens! Costa was being an arse today but that's to be expected, and it's also becoming endearing. Believe it or not, I think I actually like him. That's a hard thing for me to admit, because I generally disassociate myself with any Caribbean Gardens male. Ever since Matt, that is. Last week there were police and riot gear and when I was talking about it on Tuesday night after my fourth Juno viewing and a soy very vanilla à Gloria's and I mentioned Ottie, Melza gave me a strange look. "Why are you obsessed with that guy?" or some such came out of her mouth, and I'd like to say that I am not. I handled it badly, I'll admit. Flustered cover-ups and all that. But I'm not! I just mentioned it because when I thought of the police and their riot gear, I instantly thought "Ottie was there!" I don't know. Maybe I liked him a little bit. She hates him, and that's the only reason she was picking at what I said. Tomorrow morning I'm working with Simon and Ramez. [Aieeeeeeeeeee!!] I really really really rEEEAAAAlly hope that chai-guy doesn't think that Ramez is anything more than a friend to me, even though he did buy my chai on Friday. When people come into our place and do that, I always assume they are going out. But that's the worst thing I could imagine!