Friday, July 17, 2009

Security guards.

I think I write a lot more on this blog when it's leading up to exams. I like to think it's because my life is so interesting and jam-packed up until this moment that I don't have the time to write, but I really think that this is the time when I become a professional at procrastinating.

The time leading up to exams is also the time when I like to bake. Today I made an apple crumble from scratch. I stewed the apples, I made my own crumble, I covered not only the apples with the crumble, but the whole counter-top, the flour and butter containers, the floors and my clothes.

I've also discovered that I probably have an unusual acquaintance-like friendship with the security guard at my university, because I like to study at my uni till late in the lead up to exams so often when I'm leaving my uni and walking towards my car I'll turn around to see the security guard watching me leave.
At first I thought "Creepy man! Run!"
But now, after getting to know the place where I've chosen to live till the end of this year, I realise it's "OMG! Security guard rescue me!"

See I have a theory about my neighbourhood which I was explaining to a friend when she was planning on staying late at uni.
FRIEND: I think I'm going to stay late at uni but I need to get my car first so I can drive home afterwards.
ME: What time are you thinking of staying till?
FRIEND: About 7pm.
ME: Oh, you'll be safe to walk home then. The rapists don't come out till after 8pm.
People turn and stare at me.
ME: What I mean is, rapists don't come out till after 8pm.
FRIEND: I think that's the same thing.
ME: Surely not. It's a tried and tested theory.
FRIEND: You've walked home before 8 and not been raped and walked home afterwards and...?
ME: What me? No, no, no.
FRIEND: Then how do you...
ME: Well surely rapists know that there are people about and cars about at 7pm. It's like prime-time on tv. Nothing bad ever happens during prime-time. It's all Fraser and How I Met Your Mother and Home and Away.
FRIEND: Pretty sure two kids got molested on home and away last week.
ME: What type of world is this that we're living in!?!

So as I was saying. Me and the security guard. We're tight.

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