71....

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71 aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
the best i have ever done.
and i am not one to blow my own trumpet (pah!) but seriously, i was so nervous about these essays, especially after working my ass off for average results last year.
so i am really happy and a little gloaty.
fingers crossed for the other essay.


tonight i have just been given tickets from NYC's new "indie pop" band "The Pains of Being Pure at Heart." One should never look a gift horse in the mouth and I intend to go and bop along but I'm a little bit fussy and hard to please so we will have to see...

Also, on a slightly more mundane note, my boyfriend quite often buys me a present every time we go to ASDA. It's quite an expensive gesture (we have been going out for over 2 years so that's quite a few trips to ASDA...) but very appreciated. Today I have been presented with a lemon meringue pie (aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!) and I gave him a Star Wars advent calender (carefully chosen from the selection of EMPTY shelves...)
And in the words of a comedian who isn't Peter Kay but whose name I will never remember...
"It's not the trips to Paris, it's the walnut whips on the pillow..."