Sunday funday

Sundays are the best things in the world. I think everyone should apply the 66 white street rule that "Study is forbidden on sundays".
Its just cool to have every one available for socialising and there is such a feeling of fellowship that you cant help but feel encouraged by 6:30pm no matter how you felt in the morning.

My sunday was like this.

Mich and i got to Kirk in the rain

Listened to service and sang and worshiped

lunch at hubbards = special 2 for 1 for full english breakfast

Lots of banter and random chat about stuff but one thing we noticed that was common was when we hard working and busy highly productive students (life tough for us contary to the older generations beliefs) return home to our native lands we tend to get tired and lazy due to a back log of fatigue that built up. Also we ( underfed students cos we are to lazy to eat proper healthy food or go shopping) tend to eat lots of our rents food no matter how much we've already had to eat that day.
Fatty Boom Batty

So then the after a sausage fight with the other table (darren jackson mainly) we left to endure more rain. Jenni and i went to see a man about a dog.......Well to be infact it was a lady we saw and it was a black lab called sky. One of the customers of Barretts the shop i work in ( no its not a shoe shop B4 you say, it a newagents on byres road opposite great george st) gave me a shot of her dog 4 the avo. If only I had a picture. Her name (the dog that is) was sky and was the most excitable coolest 8 month puppy you've ever seen.
we took her round the botan and had to some poop scooping but that was a minor inconvenince for the amount of fun we had.

Then we went to the most bazar party this side of the kelvin. We dried of sky(the dog) with a towel and she was quite happy to socialise and was very well behaved so we let her of the lead. There was lots of cake and mulled wine and good chat. also a punch bag which was fun. I spoke to some folk i knew and some folk i didn't. I felt very proud to be acquainted with sky ( thats the dog) cos she got so much attention. Got a phone call from sky's owner askin for her back. So left to battle the elements again with my trusty mut. We had to go via st silas. We got nearly home when sky ( thats the dog) decided she'd had enough and just sat down and refused to move. She honestly wouldn't budge. She had this look of " listen mate it raining and im hungary and tired and am fed up of being treated like some sort of dog, no furthur that i go. So i got down and let her lick my ear for a bit and then she was as right as rain and we ran the rest of the way as she tried to bit my coat and jeans. And we made it home. I got invited in and felt it rude not to acept a tea and cake. I was offered dinner but had left stuff at the party so wanted to go back B4 they left 4 church.
Went to church and had some great worship. Didn't stay long in the pub but went to Michelles absoltly soakin wet. Beth answers the door and gave me a towel and the trousers she was wearing. She had no other ones that would fit. We watched Sae the last dance with was an ok film but a bit sad. Then i walked home in my boxer shorts and won a £10 bet with michelle. Then slept and did another week of study.