Good News & A Busy Week

My final result arrived today, and I'm pretty pleased with it. For the first time since I started uni, I've managed to pass all of my exams.

I've not been feeling brilliant today thanks to this god-awful cold, so with the bad weather I've not been able to get to town. Hopefully I'll be able to get there over the next few days, because I want my new phone contract sorted before I go home on Sunday. I've been looking forward to this week. SU elections, BOTB final, summer ball ticket buying etc. It's not going to be that busy, but I have quite a few small things to do.

At least it'll be a good week before the dreaded trip back to Dullsville on Sunday.

Music: Aqualung - Cinderella
Socks: Non-existant

WHAT?!

Doing a piece of coursework in under 2 hours, the day its due in, and only writing 1600 words when the word limit is 3500 would suggest that something has gone badly wrong. It had. My old laptop, as much as I loved it, was a heap of junk.

Maybe the pressure did me some good. I'll never know. What I do know is that I managed to get myself a 1st! I'm still in shock. I was pretty happy with my essay despite its length, but I have been with most of the work I've handed in. Before this, my highest single mark had been 60 (low 2:1) for my contract coursework last March, and my highest module mark was 55. I was starting to lose hope that I'd ever be good enough to get a decent degree. I was hoping I'd done fairly well with my Family exam, but got 40. Most people got low results though.

Only one more result to go, and to be honest I'm not holding out much hope for that one.

Music: We Are Scientists - After Hours
Socks: Blue tartan, and blue with rainbows

Illness

Being ill is not fun. Anyone who has ever been ill will realise this. I have found one major advantage though. Last night I went to bed at 6.30 and slept for 14 hours. Usually I'd quite enjoy sleeping this long, but I'd feel bad about going to bed so early or sleeping for so long. It's as though sleep is necessary, but only allowed in minimal doses. Today I don't feel bad at all. I can answer every little bit of doubt in my mind with the words "So what I'm ill"

After all, I don't wake up at 8.30 very often, even if I have set my alarm.

Music: Art Brut - Blame It On The Trains (interestingly about staying in bed)
Socks: Give me a chance I'm still in bed! :D

Songwriting

I have discovered that I can't write songs to save my life and I am very envious of anyone who can. It is harder than it looks. This is most unfair. I'm especially jealous of anyone who can write Los Campesinos style lyrics.

On a kinda related note, my signed album arrived today. I believe the best word to describe it is snazzy, in an understated way. Snazzy is not used often enough in everyday life. I think I should start a campaign to make people say snazzy and pesky more...

Socks: pink & spotty on the left, with black and pink cocktail one on the right foot