And in a strange turn of events...
... I've just come back from a highly enjoyable holiday in Newquay. It was really nice to be around all my mates and living with them for a week, not to mention the enduring fun of caravan v caravan bitchfests (as the group had to be split into two). Much food was consumed and in-jokes created. And once again I was approached for relationship advice (why?) and spent my final evening with an inferiority-complex-ridden girl, leaping around a roundabout at midnight and shouting about how great they were. Which was fun, and diverted traffic twice (whoops). Mum telephoned me to say that I'd got my C in Italian, so that means I'm off to Edinburgh University in less than 14 days. Oh, and I bought some Penguin Classics for the sheer fun of it all: "Picture of Dorian Gray" (which I have already as part of a massive "Complete Works" but wanted a paperback to take with me to uni), "The Woman in White", Dostoyevsky's "Crime and Punishment" (long Russian names agogo - I bought it simply because it looked interesting and I was on a spree) and Homer's "The Iliad" and "The Odyssey". Splendiferous. "Iliad" was going very well until an eight page section giving laborious details of every ship in the Greek and Trojan fleets. Still, things could look up after that.
So there we are.
So there we are.