What's up with that?
Anyway, we are entering the end of the third week of term. But we don't care about that do we?
Too right we don't.
What we DO care about is the fact I've been here for a month. A whole month without wireless. (Until this moment when I'm sitting on a bench in one of the lecture buildings).
Everyone tell how me how amazing me I am for learning things.
You're amazing Jancis
Okay, I'm surely insane. And very egotistical. And handsome if I may say so.
So we have to do a performance based on us from year Dot to Twenty. So that means I've had a week of "I'm a baby. See how I do not know how to walk. Or talk. I am simply a big lump of lumpy meat."
You do not want to see my shins.
Really, if I have to be a tree then I'm...hiding in the cupboard until I don't have to be a tree anymore. (People gave me werid looks when I laughed at that last thought).
So term has began well. Of course everyone feels mistreated and unloved. But is that not part of becoming a grownup?
So with this quick blog, writing in four layers of clothes and sitting near an automatic door, I wish you a good day.
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