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Several things to say at the moment. T'was nice to see Squee this weekend. I don't get to see him very often, when he's in Leeds, I seem to be elsewhere. He gives the best hugs around, and I don't get many. I love hugs. I'll miss hugs in Japan, I know I will. Not that I get many to miss...

Yesterday I had a whole-day meeting about Japan. I got there in good time, having picked up my results for Management. I passed Economics, but I failed Organisational Behaviour. I knew I would, but it was still a bugger to see it on paper, and to see I only missed it by three percent. AND it was an essay exam, so some person somewhere has hopefully got a conscience knowing they only marked me 3 percent below a pass. Fucker. The meeting was fun. Me and the Kansai Krew (Me, Toby, Guy, Paul W and Vita are all going to [Kansai Gaidai] together) sat together, and I can honestly say that I like most the group a lot, and ther couple that I don't know very well, that's the only reason I don't like them a lot.

Lunchtime came and went, and a couple of names were read out, and taken aside. We knew it wasn't good news for then, Dr.C.R never is good news for anyone. She scares even me! So, later on we were told that if you didn't get talked to, then you'd passed! Thank god! Japanese language was a bit of a heart-wrencher.

On my way out of the meeting, Mark Sensei called me aside, and told me there was a problem. I had failed something in Management. I explained that yes I had, but as I was changing to single honours, this was no longer a problem, and I had still got 100 credits. After explaining this a few times, he seemed to get to grasps, and I told him that the only result I was waiting for was my Japanese Society, to which he repled "There's no problem in this department". This can only mean that I passed everything! w00t! *does a happy dance* I'll post the rest later, I want to go buy salad for breakfast!

It never rains but it pours

What an overused phrase today, but much needed. Today has been of shit grade 10, pure, steaming, and still covered in flies.

On my diet quest, I went to morrisons, and got some salad. Along with Waffles, chicken nuggets and beer I'd say this was a good purchase. I went back to Zell's, having walked with him in the sun. Probably the nicest thing we've done in ages. Across nice sunny fields. Was magical and my hayfever wasn't bothering me too much. Came back, put things in the grill. Zell told me that his mum grills with the door shut, which is what my oven at home tells you to do. shut door. 5 minutes later, notice smoke coming from kitchen, go to kitchen. Open oven door, smoke gets worse. Zell shut the hall door to avoid the smoke alarm, I turn grill down. Notice that the grill is actually on fire. I turn the oven setting off grill, but unfortunately, this goes past the oven settings, turning on the fan and making the flames worse. I ahve to move my hand, as it's about to singe my knuckles. Next thing I know, me and the oven are covered in white stuff. My prince has used the fire extinguisher. Ok, so he covered me in stuff, but he also got the fire. Much coughing and retching later, he tells me to have a bath.

Baths are great, I love baths. Not having one in the Uni flat means that I've had showers constantly. For some reason this bath made me feel bad, and I had to retire to bed. I got woken up by my dad phoning me. This was not usual, as dad never phones me. Small talked for a while and told him the bad stuff that had happened, only for him to tell me that Grandma is ill. Mum's mum. How ill I ask. Wrong fucking question. She's got inoperable cancer of the bowel. I must stop predicting things, I was right with Tony having my hoodie, what if Grandma does die when I'm in Japan. Why?