oh when will this year end...

i'm not going to complain about uni this time because i'm sure anyone who may be actually read this would be getting sick of it. poor little privileged capitalist sitting in her lecture theatre getting a higher education. :( how sad for you, you have to struggle so long for a degree to get you a job with a per annum pay cheque that will buy you all the creature features you don't need to survive on a basic human level but crave anyway in your decadent existence you. so no more uni complaints [for now] and in three weeks, none for ages as i will be on holidays.
so i finally caught up with some past doctors who's on iview and after yet another solid 42 mins of matt smith [have i mentioned he's a babe?] i decided i wanted to learn more about the doctor and his many faces for i went onto the library catalogue and borrowed all the doctor who dvds in the rmit library collection.

are you salivating yet?
i am. god i love his hair. i wish the boy would do his hair like that. super sexy. i don't think i'd ever put my pants back on when he's around.
so on the holidays when i borrow some of these and i come back from my little detox from life where i'll be healthying it up at the beach for a week, i shall be a proper expert and shall start collecting figurines of the doctors and maybe even a blow up tardis.
i've been feeling a little run down. i blame the assignments personally, but it may just be this bug catching up with me [everyone in my family has had it and somehow, until now, i avoided it]. i wanted to have some tea when i finally got home [the train was broken so i left uni at 4 but didn't get home til 6] but i felt a little too ill to stomach it so i resorted to lemsip instead. i hope i don't make myself worse by missing medicine. i haven't taken anything properly medicinal, i just had some zinc, echinacea, vitamin b and c, garlic, fish oil, other stuff that has ridiculous names that sound like bob geldof's children and are totally un-pronounceable. i don't think those things would mix badly. i mean you cook those things together. i think broccoli has them all maybe. whatever, if i have a turn for the worst i will let you know so that in future you won't make the same mistake.
what is the afl's problem with players being gay? seriously, i know all the jock types whose careers revolve around this circle are massively homophobic and seem to be somewhat misogynistic, example:

football player: wanna go back to my place.
me: no.
football player: you should.
me: why should i?
football player: because i play afl.
me: i don't care.
football player: you should.
me: well i don't, so get over it.
football player: most girls would kill to go home with me.
me: so go find one of them.
football player: what's your problem, do you know who i am?
me: no, i follow soccer.
football player: k bai.

but really, ian roberts came out and he's a rugby player, which if you went up to new south wales and heard the people up their going on about gay F L, that rugby would be worse but he became a real icon and was honoured at the tate modern in london. so really guys, get over it. people are gay and it's a beautiful thing that they aren't demonised the way they used to be. i mean if it wasn't bad enough that they still can't get married, have ivf or adopt, they have dickhead football players saying it's inappropriate. get you head out of your ass.
i can't remember what i really got on here to say so i'll just leave it there.