Life In Vicky being lame.

Vicky says, "Shut up."
But I am keeping up appearances, making sure my blog is just as up to date as hers. We are both in classics, on computers next to each other, and furiously typing these blog entries instead of doing the research we are supposed to on Pompeiian houses. We are so gonna pass this one, right, Vicky? "I'm going to do it! I'm a good girl." she says. But I don't believe her. =P
As long as it doesn't involve 1000 words essays, sure, I'll do it too. And it doesn't, so I will! Brochure here I come.
This is a bit waffley. Let me tell you all about friday night. An old friend got online at around 12:20am, when I was about to get me to sleep. He conned me into 3.30am, and I had to get up for work at 8am. As he kept insisting, though, he's l'oreal. Shampoo slogan, "because you're worth it." get it? Good. It was worth it, too. We used to be very close so it was amazing to catch up. Inform each other we still care and still find our old jokes funny. Get back in your pokeball, Paul. GO ON. NO PAUL. Ok, I'll stop before I cause too much confusion.
It probably looks like we are working really hard, we are typing so much. So, on to another exciting update: I'm wearing frog earrings! That one just excited Vicky. I am more excited about the dress in the shop window across the road from my work. After 8 hours with it in my sight I have decided I'm going to go and try it on. I probably can't afford it, but I have to see it on. Despite one male friend informing me it won't fit because my boobs are too small and my bum's too big, two other male friends insisted that I'll look fantastic in it and the other friend is a jerk. I even have an offer on him having his arse kicked, but I cause him enough pain just by being me and not liking him, so we'll leave him be.
I don't think I have much more news to be giving, so I'll now pretend to do classics in some other way.