An attempt at ressurection of a dead journal...
Hello, I thought that I might try and write this thing again, mainly because it's pretty hard to describe what has happened over a term to Spring and Katie otherwise...
I had my hair cut yesterday, I wanted a really thick Anne Hathaway style fringe, which I now do have. Howeve, given the short (and now very dark) nature of the rest of my hair, I am now looking very Cleopatra-esque. I hope this will soon improve.
Supposed to be revising for the two exams I have on the 10th, but of course I havent. It's so stupid because the exams are worth nothing, they are just to check we have revised something over the vac, but everyone cheats. And the worst that can happen is that your tutor gives you the whole 'I am so disappointed in you' schpeel. But I still always get really over stressed about them and get up at 4am to revise.
I am also returning to dreaded university tomorrow. It's not like I dont get on with everyone there, it just happens to be unfortunate that my ex-boyfriend, and another boy who I had a big disagreement with like term are like the centre of all the social happenings at my college, which doesnt work out too well if I want to avoid them. Oxford, being retarded, doesnt really allow students to mix with people outside their colleges, meaning that I really only have 150 to mix with. It just makes social situations horrible. And I cannot face the thought of all the work and no sleep at all. I have been doing 3 essays every two weeks, which is hard but just about manageable. It just always turns out that our deadlines are so that you have to work flat out, like 9am to 10pm with few breaks, for about four days, usually ending up with an all night essay crisis. Then you are obviously so exhausted that you go out and get really drunk and do stupid things and then feel awful, and repeat. But this term I have 2 essays a week. More work than ever before. And it's nearly finals time. Oh well, I guess I wont know until I get there. I'm not looking forward to packing though, as my stuff is strewn about the house :(
My cats are outside, and through my big longue windows I just saw one of them kill a vole. I dont think she's going to eat it because she just likes to play; but I dont want to let them inside again in case she brings the vole. Oh what to do...
I had my hair cut yesterday, I wanted a really thick Anne Hathaway style fringe, which I now do have. Howeve, given the short (and now very dark) nature of the rest of my hair, I am now looking very Cleopatra-esque. I hope this will soon improve.
Supposed to be revising for the two exams I have on the 10th, but of course I havent. It's so stupid because the exams are worth nothing, they are just to check we have revised something over the vac, but everyone cheats. And the worst that can happen is that your tutor gives you the whole 'I am so disappointed in you' schpeel. But I still always get really over stressed about them and get up at 4am to revise.
I am also returning to dreaded university tomorrow. It's not like I dont get on with everyone there, it just happens to be unfortunate that my ex-boyfriend, and another boy who I had a big disagreement with like term are like the centre of all the social happenings at my college, which doesnt work out too well if I want to avoid them. Oxford, being retarded, doesnt really allow students to mix with people outside their colleges, meaning that I really only have 150 to mix with. It just makes social situations horrible. And I cannot face the thought of all the work and no sleep at all. I have been doing 3 essays every two weeks, which is hard but just about manageable. It just always turns out that our deadlines are so that you have to work flat out, like 9am to 10pm with few breaks, for about four days, usually ending up with an all night essay crisis. Then you are obviously so exhausted that you go out and get really drunk and do stupid things and then feel awful, and repeat. But this term I have 2 essays a week. More work than ever before. And it's nearly finals time. Oh well, I guess I wont know until I get there. I'm not looking forward to packing though, as my stuff is strewn about the house :(
My cats are outside, and through my big longue windows I just saw one of them kill a vole. I dont think she's going to eat it because she just likes to play; but I dont want to let them inside again in case she brings the vole. Oh what to do...