Back to the grind

Evening fans!
Here I am once again sitting at my desk, with Bagpuss on my lap, about to give you another dose of my life. Well, after the stresses of exams and deadlines I treated myself to a week off last week. Claire, Karen and myself began the week of fun with a trip to Megabowl. It did feel a bit '10th birthday party'-esque but it was a jolly, non-pub way to start the week. On day two of the week of fun, me and Claire made a horrific realisation - we'd finished the last bottle in our crate of wine! Now unable to get through an evening without a swig of Vino Tesco, we duly went online and ordered another 12 bottles!



At some point last week Claire and myself enhanced our week of fun by indulging in a spot of Leonardo DiCaprio c/o Romeo and Juliet. For some reason, perhaps because both of us have seen the film so often, or perhaps because of the wine glasses in our hands at the time, we took to picking out some of the obscure lines in the film, such as: 'marvellous much', 'ascend her chamber and comfort her', and 'by my head here come the Capulets, by my heel I care not'. Not stopping at that we have now started using them in everyday conversation, adapting them to suit our purpose!

To complete my week of fun I went through to London for the weekend to visit lots of peeps and catch up and go out and be merry. It was so surreal initially walking into a restaurant in Soho to see so many friends that I hadn't seen for so long! Of course it was very cool at the same time, and we all bantered away like we'd never been apart. Saturday was a day spent in the pub. A very random mix of us St Andreans, both Scottish and English (and Irish and American and and and), gathered to watch the Calcutta Cup - a day I had been waiting for since beating the Auld Enemy last year! Sadly the outcome was not favourable this year but thankfully there were only two somewhat docile Englishmen (namely Ben and Rob) sitting in my vicinity so the taunts and jibes were pretty muted. A random on the tube made up for that on the way home however, as he spied my rugby shirt.

So now my week of fun is over and I must jumpstart my brain into academic mode again. I have three modules this semester, one of which I am particularly scared of! It involves knowing US foreign policy inside out and being able to spontaneously answer complex questions asked by a brainbox tutor who doesn't use words with fewer than five syllables, like 'bipartisanship' and 'confederalisation'!