Salamander

I'm currently quite obnoxiously restless; i'm just so happy to be going home & at the same time, everything is just so good here... maybe more so because i know i'm not stuck here for the weekend. I'm getting really good & efficient at domestic stuff like cooking. Last night i did uber cheap shopping at Sainsbury's then made dinner & prepared the pancake mix for this morning, at the same time as doing the washing up. Maybe i am a 'real girl'. After years of being pushed to my limits & beyond academically, i'm finding note-taking in lectures far easier than everybody else, & i can write so fast... i get my kicks...

Oh & guess who's at, currently, the fourth best university in the world, ranking above Oxford?
Personally, i'm not buying it, numbers & figures don't really mean much to me here, i highly doubt we're doing better, but it works out, so nobody's complaining here.

I've been really indecisive about when to go back, partly because i have a lot of work to be doing, partly because i really want to see some friends when i'm back (which will be difficult if i go home first as my Mom will keep me at home for as long as she possibly can, & feed me as much as i can possibly consume) & partly because i have a feeling there have been quite a few arguments at home & while i want to be with my family for as long as i can, i also don't want to get caught up in what i've been trying to get away from; i have enough to be dealing with as it is. Especially if they're not going to let me help.

Had a jam last night, a boring geography lecture this morning, & a really interesting anatomy lecture straight after, especially the embryology division of it.


Salamanders don't have lungs, they breathe through their skin.



Orchid.