Ow. There's enormous pressure to be euphoric right now but to be quite honest i just have a sore head filled with vague soupy thoughts that are in no way connected to the real world. My room smells faintly of egg and spilt wine. I really need to go and do practical things like purging the room of empty wine bottles, taking back 10,675 library books ( Read more... )

Oh God, it was so good to get up this morning and not have to put on sub fusc. Despite my best intentions I couldn't bear to stay in bed past 8.30 so I got up and put on some bouncy music and pottered about tidying up. And soon the parents will be here to take me out for lunch, which will be lovely as I haven't seen them all term. And then I can ( Read more... )

Sorry chaps, 4 down, 7 to come and it's not going well ( Read more... )

Hmmm. Weird, surreal things keep happening. A brief example: Dan, Chris and I just went to the Ashmolean to look at the Symposium stuff on our way to buy carnations for each other. On the way out we decided to sit on the steps and have a cigarette because it was lovely and sunny, if a bit cold. So we're sitting there smoking dejectedly and thinking ( Read more... )

I should have been finishing more reading this afternoon but instead I spent most of it curled up in a ball beside my bookshelf with my eyes screwed tight shut and my headphones on so loud that it made my head spin a little bit. On balance I think this was a bad decision, but I felt much better afterwards ( Read more... )

Uurgh, am ill again. The Cough of Death was just the beginning...now I also have aches 'n' shakes, copious amounts of snot and the distinct feeling that said snot is the unfortunate by-product of a slow and painful leak in my brain. Sorry for that charming image there ( Read more... )

Aargh. WHY do I keep staying up all night? I really think I've had more fun this term than in any other, and I promised myself I'd be living in complete and total pre-Mods hermitude. I think part of me's just saying 'sod it' as a kind of defence mechanism - at least when I do badly/mediocre-ly in Mods (which is looking more and more inevitable) I ( Read more... )

Today got off to a surreal start when I received a letter from an ex-Classicist I shamelessly sweet-talked money out of during the college phone campaign begathon last summer. The gist of it was basically 'thank you for the card (we sent personalised thank you notes), in return I meant to send you Humpty Dumpty in mock-tragic iambic trimeters but I ( Read more... )

Very very weird couple of days. Two consecutive and rather alcoholic all-nighters followed by what I thought was just a delayed hangover but what now seems to be a nasty bout of food poisoning (I actually called my mum and wept down the phone at her...never thought i'd be so pathetic!) have meant that the weekend has taken on a surreal and already ( Read more... )

Why, why, WHYYY am I so utterly stupid?! I have just completely and spectacularly mis-directed a perfectly pleasant young man who was trying to find Queen's, and by the time I realised my mistake he had gone. Now I am consumed with guilt. I've never managed to get lost in Oxford myself and I can usually find my way to places quite easily, but ( Read more... )