big black eyebrows

well, here’s a bit of gossip for you! claire and jack’s fleeting romance is over before it even began. claire text jack and asked him what was going on in their relationship, to which jack replied that he didn’t fancy her and probably never has and didn’t think it was working.

ouch.

she’s taking it pretty well, a bit pissed off to say the least, but then claire would never give jack the satisfaction of being upset. although i suspect things will go back to normal when he actually returns to york, as he’s still in london at the moment. sigh. other gossip claire told me was that at the start of last term jack and kate had a good old snog (nothing more?). so that’s why kate was so pissed off when jack and claire got together. kate spent most of last term at home (probably because of the jack thing), which is why i don’t write about her much.

in other news, me and my housemates like to keep a track of the torrential shite that are busted, basically a boyband (although supposedly write their own songs – although i can believe that, they’re awful) with guitars (which they mime playing on every performance). the reason we keep tabs on them is because the really posh one with the big black eyebrows (called charlie?) was in the year below claire at the mega-posh private uppingham boarding school. she said he was a right twat. anyway, i mentioned that busted obviously thought very highly of themselves as i’d read that they’d changed the name of their new single, you said no from the original title of crashed and burned, as not to offend the families of those who died in the columbian space shuttle crash (???).

claire, aside from finding this hilarious, also found it funny because at uppingham school the phrase ‘crashed and burned’ was a well-used one to say how a date with the opposite sex went really badly. [usage] “jesus, i crashed and burned with jenny last night.” she is very pleased that uppingham-speak has made it into a song. even if it is a shit one.

i need to go and see my supervisor today. i don’t want to, as i don’t get one with his that much. well, we’re getting on slightly better now, but i today he’ll have to read out my term reports and then i’ll have to sign them – which makes it official that i’m shit. i actually got quite a lot done last night, which was good. i seem to be mooching around all day, messing around on the internet and whatnot, watching children’s tv and reading the papers, then from 7:30 p.m. right through to 1:30 a.m. i work flat out. bizarre.

but now it’s lunchtime..