cabin fever
Break is upon us like a ton of bricks- the Brits have all gone home to be spoilt by loving parents and the foreign nationals are all off on their jet-setting European tours. Today I ate half a box of cornflakes and read a little. Break continues until APRIL 15TH. I am going to die B.J. style(embarassed as I am to have read it): alone, friendless, and half-eaten by an Alsatian or, more likely, a 23 year old French metal enthusiast named Guillaume, who is currently my only flatmate, as the others have also scuttled away.