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I am wildly, desperately in love with my timetable for this year. I have written it up already, though it is not yet colour-coded. But it's so empty. I have 8 hours of lectures a week. Eight, dudes. That's, like, nothing. *boggles*
Ahem, yes. I know that much of that 'free time' is supposed to be spent in work. Lots of it on my (double module) project. And I think I have to have weekly meetings with supervisor and other students doing the same project. But shusht. Right now, I have a big empty timetable which includes Wednesdays and Fridays completely free. How exciting.
I am going back to Durham in 5 days, and find myself with a crazy urge to pack. It seems a little early, really, and it is a bit complicated by the fact that I need one bag full of things for Wednesday to Saturday, and then everything else. Hmm. Mainly I want to pack up books, because I have two big piles of them on my desk. Also I'm just strangely attracted to packing.
Ho hum. I have done useful things today, honest. I can't very well think what, but never mind. Um.
Ahem, yes. I know that much of that 'free time' is supposed to be spent in work. Lots of it on my (double module) project. And I think I have to have weekly meetings with supervisor and other students doing the same project. But shusht. Right now, I have a big empty timetable which includes Wednesdays and Fridays completely free. How exciting.
I am going back to Durham in 5 days, and find myself with a crazy urge to pack. It seems a little early, really, and it is a bit complicated by the fact that I need one bag full of things for Wednesday to Saturday, and then everything else. Hmm. Mainly I want to pack up books, because I have two big piles of them on my desk. Also I'm just strangely attracted to packing.
Ho hum. I have done useful things today, honest. I can't very well think what, but never mind. Um.