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I am supposed to be tidying up, I’m getting a visitor tonight. And given the state the house is in, I’m going to be a terrible host (note to self: check if there is hot water in the shower at least). Well, that’s why FatCat has a 50% student discount, am I right?
as you can probably guess, with all I was up to during the holidays and despite my very best intentions and carrying (very heavy!!!) textbooks through half of England, no studying happened in that time. Talk about bruises on my thigh and aches in my back for nothing! Which, upon coming back to Nottingham, with approx. 2 1/2 days before my first exam, and then equally as much to prepare for each next essay and exam. And let me tell you, I’m no Toast! Working on such tight deadlines ain’t for me, ohhhh no! So by the end of it, I felt pretty raw, I think one more day and I would’ve had a complete meltdown (got close enough as it was). It is good to know though, that a very decent essay can be written in 2 1/2 days if necessary.
I have to admit, of course, that the weekend in between went by kind of unused, with multiple cinema visits and weird improvised lasagne and walks around Beeston and, of course, improv. It was incredibly enjoyable though, and I regret alsmost nothing.
Well, and ever since then, I’ve been free! Which turns out to not be as productive as I had planned/wanted it to be…
But at least Toast came visit! We/I finally went to the Batman house, and back to PitandPendulum and everywhere else I wanted to show her and we met everyone I wanted her to meet and she even got to be part of a breakfast quest, yay. I had a great time having her here and showing her around, she is a very agreeable roommate ♥
Since she left nothing much has happened, except improv Sundays and lots of sleep and slow but steady preparations for my inevitable departure. I am practically living at the imrpov house now, since my house here feels less and less likeable by the day, and even though the heating there is on far too little, I have a decent kitchen, and hot chocolate (I basically live off the stuff lately, literally, whole days pass where I have nothing but hot choc until dinner tea), and a Squirrel Minion of Darkness who comes back from uni in the afternoons and friends who go to Tesco’s wth me (to buy more hot chocolate, and possibly some wine and cheesecake – yet I am actually not being that unhealthy, there is always salad and chicken for dinner tea, so I guess it’s a balance?).
Well yeah, that’s that. Not too exciting. It slowly starts feeling like it’s time for me to go home.