I love Durham. I love it here. I do not regret coming here, despite the fact that the work load's truly shit (did my first submission today morning), and I've met a douche bag of epic proportions. My friends are brilliant. My flat is brilliant. My family life is NOT brilliant ( Read more... )

Today I met a girl who's going to London for a training camp. She's going to be staying at Canary Wharf.

When she said this, I think I flailed so hard I scared people. I was utterly inarticulate.

In other news, today was rakshabandhan, which is kind of a festival-religious thingy in which we tie a string to our 'brothers'' wrist. You know, I ( Read more... )