Well today I went to a university in Portsmouth to find out if I had a future or not, essentially it was an opportunity to talk to representatives from what seemed like every educational institution in the whole world. However I approached it from a different perspective, I used it as an opportunity to mope around in two over crowded rooms and pick up a prospectus from any stand that had an Ipad or freebies. I ended up with 13 prospecti (pretty sure that's the plural for prospectus?) and a really sore wrist from carrying around nearly eight times my own body weight in over hyped chat and photos of buildings. Luckily for me the University of Liverpool were handing out bags covered in amazing colours and their slogan, this allowed me to cram it full and sling the bag over my shoulder in order to give me regular two arm freedom again. Whilst initially the plan was flawless my back began to snap, and from an untrained medical point of view I honestly believe that as the day went on my back broke clean in half. Since I got in I've had a bit of a sit down and I think my super human healing powers might be able to do something, but it's still ruddy sore.
Onto the second topic mentioned in the title, Patrick is a wimp. He had signed up to play a game of Fifa in front of a cafe full of disinterested students, although when I asked his supposed team mate for the public humiliation I was informed that Patrick had said that 'He couldn't be bothered for Fifa' and instead chose to bring great shame to himself and to his family name. Some persons make promises for the pleasure of breaking them said William Hazlitt, Patrick breaks promises due to his lack of maturity and in order to cast a great shadow over anyone that dare associate with him. I hope everyone reading this knows that Patrick doesn't have proper genitalia and because of his decision they also judge him a little. Nice one Paddy.
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