Yesterday was so-so, not much to say, and i'd planned a productive evening of cardiac physiology. Cardiac physiology is hard enough as it is. It is made no easier by very loud, fast Swedish buzzing beside you over Skype for certainly over one hour, possibly over two. In this situation, you may wish to block out the incessant noise by turning up your music; alas, this only results in the feeling that your head is about to implode.
So i took myself off to Jo's room, where everyone was hanging out, and waiting for some jelly to set. In the meantime, Tom & i occupied ourselves with the phenomenon that is Lottie's Stick On Bra- the ceiling, the window, a face- all good places to test its suction power.
I'd forgotten how good jelly is. Mind you, the jelly last night was by no means even comparable to our old School Jelly, but it was jelly nonetheless. I'd also forgotten how much of an effect sugar has on me.
Following much colloid-joy, i decided to go to bed. Or perhaps not. My roommate had locked the door, having gone to bed, while i, on the other hand, had left my keys, my phone, my- well everything except for my own self- in the room. And no amount of knocking aided my cause. Next up, very cold, very, very cold night spent on hard floor wrapped in Jo and Milly's combined pyjamas, towels & sleeping bag. Fast forward to this morning, and i managed to get the spare key from reception (still no response to my knocking), get myself to lectures, go for coffee, come back to find her still asleep. When she did wake up, i said nothing. When she asked me what was up, having told me about how glad she was that she finally managed to get a good night's sleep and various other excessively chirpy comments, i said "Nothing."
Oh well. All's well that ends well i guess.
Orchid.
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