Agh. Thursday. How I have grown to hate this day of the week, everything seems to go wrong on a Thursday. Today, as ever, was just like every other Thursday at uni; this morning there was no hot water, so I had an ice cold shower followed by a freezing cold walk up to my first lesson.Next thing I know, it's film night, which means that the day ends very late, instead of just late.
Fortunately, there were some pancake makers in the bar tonight, so I had a rum and chocolate one; it tasted just like Christmas. This is theoretically a bad thing if you were to go by my 'Christmas starts in December rule', but it tasted so good that I just can't complain.
Anyway, it's home time tomorrow for me once lessons are over, I'm already preparing to slip into the Santa Claus role; I draw from all kinds of inspirations, Pacino, Bogart, Roberts, I think these could come n handy when it comes to present giving.
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