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Feb. 1st, 2007 10:25 amI was planning on going back to St Andrews today. This is because I was feeling every so much better yesterday, barr the soul-destroying coughing, and figured today would be a good day. Ahahaha. No. One terrible night later, it is now a terrible morning.
Buggar. I wouldn't mind so much if I hadn't been asleep for barely an hour before workmen decided the best thing to do was to start testing the fire alarm. Oh, god, the pain. And now, of course, I'm thoroughly awake.
I sort of need to go back as I have a nineAM on Monday and I, er, don't know where. This is probably a bad thing. It is for DI2006, so I have e-mailed the department but I don't know if I'll get a reply. And, of course, I can't really go careering around St Andrews first thing on a Monday when I can't even walk as far as Sainsburys to get a paper. So tomorrow is the only day I can actually ask. Ergo, I should go and find out. Myself. In person.
This involves leaving today. Which, as mentioned, may be problematic because I'm having trouble doing the standing thing, let alone 'catching trains'.
Yes, I realise that I'm being very pathetic. I know I am. I feel pathetic and silly, but nevertheless.
Also, I got my exam results through today. They are absolutely awful and constitute the lowest mark I've ever got in history and I didn't even get a 2.1 in medieval - what a come down from the first last semester - but I have now learnt that it is important to turn up to all the lectures next year, and revise everything a lot more than I did. I might request to see if I can get that paper back - I think I did okay on two of the questions and I think the third one dragged me down. Oh well. We'll see. Also, they are above an 11, which means that Colleen has now passed the requirements for honours history, as long as I get above a five in everything next semester, Sweet.
Ho hum. I should go and shower and not crawl back into bed. Maybe.
[eta: I used the power of the telephone to find out. I think that maybe I will end up going to the wrong class, as I have been ordered to go to to Lecture Room 2 in St Mary's College - where? - at 10am. I could have sworn it was 9am. In fact, the course catalogue says so. Oh well.)
Buggar. I wouldn't mind so much if I hadn't been asleep for barely an hour before workmen decided the best thing to do was to start testing the fire alarm. Oh, god, the pain. And now, of course, I'm thoroughly awake.
I sort of need to go back as I have a nineAM on Monday and I, er, don't know where. This is probably a bad thing. It is for DI2006, so I have e-mailed the department but I don't know if I'll get a reply. And, of course, I can't really go careering around St Andrews first thing on a Monday when I can't even walk as far as Sainsburys to get a paper. So tomorrow is the only day I can actually ask. Ergo, I should go and find out. Myself. In person.
This involves leaving today. Which, as mentioned, may be problematic because I'm having trouble doing the standing thing, let alone 'catching trains'.
Yes, I realise that I'm being very pathetic. I know I am. I feel pathetic and silly, but nevertheless.
Also, I got my exam results through today. They are absolutely awful and constitute the lowest mark I've ever got in history and I didn't even get a 2.1 in medieval - what a come down from the first last semester - but I have now learnt that it is important to turn up to all the lectures next year, and revise everything a lot more than I did. I might request to see if I can get that paper back - I think I did okay on two of the questions and I think the third one dragged me down. Oh well. We'll see. Also, they are above an 11, which means that Colleen has now passed the requirements for honours history, as long as I get above a five in everything next semester, Sweet.
Ho hum. I should go and shower and not crawl back into bed. Maybe.
[eta: I used the power of the telephone to find out. I think that maybe I will end up going to the wrong class, as I have been ordered to go to to Lecture Room 2 in St Mary's College - where? - at 10am. I could have sworn it was 9am. In fact, the course catalogue says so. Oh well.)