There's Two Lads Sharing an Epiphany

I'm one third through my last essay. Pretty good really. I'm having a break since I've overwritten lately. Not anything academic like I should have of course but you know it's all good. I went far too long without picking up a pen, my fingers aren't as tough as they once were. I'm all happy cause I passed my first Classics essay although RobeMan did not take too kindly to my feminist arguments. Accused me of swallowing exaggerated ideas. He put the feminism on the reading list, not my fault if I agreed with them. But then I probably didn't argue very hard. What's the point when you're only asked to write 1500 words and then you get criticised for not mentioning one girl who turns up for half a chapter and is never heard of again. Anyway, essay going ok but absolutely have to finish tonight.

Ugh I'm bored.

I managed to find the most hilariously entertaining toilet in the library today. I could have spent all day reading the walls in there. There were whole manifestos and poems and people correcting spelling and grammar and then bitching about it. Sadly I had classes to go to and it's rather unseemly to spend all of one's time hanging around in a bathroom all day. One of the best ones was this long rant about how the patriarchy was holding us back and we should wake up and realise that men and women are the same which someone had circled and pointed out that we are very much different, which we should all have noticed seeing as we were in the toilet reading it. The first girl ended with a large slogan of "Peace Now" only someone else had crosses out the Peace and added in Piss.

There was also this dainty little sticker with a picture of the Uni on it, real smart looking, stuck on straight and neatly to the door. What was it for? Glasgow University Anarchy Group.

I was looking to see if the new Dirty Pretty Things album was coming out anytime soon when I realised that I read ages ago that Carl Barât has a sister who is also musical. So I looked her up and while I'm not usually a fan of female English accents I want to steal her voice and use it as my own. I'm sure she won't mind.
Listen for yourself.