is not going well.

I've been obscenely busy.

I roasted a chicken on Sunday, for 7 people. And my potatoes were perfect. And the gravy was made from actual meat juice and everything. It was truly epic. Repeats to follow.

Lectures started yesterday, I love Microbiology and my Genetics teacher has a fally-sleepy voice which will become problematic very ( Read more... )

It's past midnight. I thought I had lectures in the morning, but according to Dr Mike Winson, all our timetables are insane and we don't have anything until Monday.

But I can't sleep. i'm too busy being listful.

Here.

Things I Need To Do Before Monday

1. take passport photos
2. acquire library card
3. acquire aber card
4. sort out Monster that is my timetable
5. locate ( Read more... )

Too busy adjusting to complete culture shock.

So wait... I can stay out until 4 and nobody will yell at me?

Correction. I will yell at myself, the next morning, when I'm dragging myself over the bridge to a 9am compulsory seminar about fire safety with lighter fluid in my veins and a half-brick wedged between the hemispheres of my brain.

Don't drink. ( Read more... )

It's the Friday before the Saturday when we clear off to Wales ( Read more... )

But the accommodation office  won't tell me if they're housing me with Ben and Luke or not.

Prepare yourselves for a culture shock, I bet I'm not in with them.

Oh, also - today is laundry day, I'll buy bedding and tie-dye it tomorrow.

The decorator's in!

And I'm watching Jeremy Kyle! Chav-baiting at its best...

Can't concentrate well enough to blog right now. Later :)

Wednesday I'm meeting Luke, Ben and Joe (who went to Ben's school and is our friend but is going to Cambridge because he's a swot) in Birmingham. Magnificent times :)

Also, I have decided to strive to be listful at all times when I would otherwise be listless. Therefore, here is a list;

Nouns That Featured in My Dream last Night

1. Bobby socks
2. Parents
3. ( Read more... )

I'm so annoyed I didn't notice the 'Seven Days...!' Ring reference until an hour ago. That's what you get for not eating tuna, I suppose. Because it's good for the brain. Never mind.

Today is a Sunday, the last Sunday before I leave home, so I went to Church to say goodbye to everybody. I haven't been in a fairly long time because I had exams, and ( Read more... )

So it turns out, as much fun as Tumblr is, it's not a real blog.

I'm back, LJ!

I'm moving to Aberystwyth in seven days. That's obscene. That's horrendous. That's... not soon enough.

I'm nowhere near ready. Forget packing; I haven't even bought anything yet. I need books and saucepans and cargo pants, and ideally I need to acquire these things without ( Read more... )