Monday, February 20
¡Buenos días todos!
Time for an update from the flatlands. However I am very tired as I had to spend TWELVE HOURS in the library yesterday writing two essays for today, finally finishing at 3.15 am. Man that was unproductive.
Things are going pretty well academically other than that. The first two essays I handed in seem to have been well-received, with the one that was graded being given a 1st! (That's a first for me...) Recently, the lecture series have taken both a turn up and a turn down: we've moved onto behaviour (finally) BUT physiology is now PLANTS for the rest of term. Which isn't fun for anyone involved. We really do have some crazy lecturers - our first plant guy spent all his time trying to convince us that plants are better than animals (grr) when in fact they are some of the dullest and most repetitive organisms on earth. Suffice to say I skipped the rest of his lectures. Then the second lecturer, my DoS, was even more highly insane, bringing in a potato to his lecture and throwing it up and catching it, and getting 'the Jesus crew' to distribute packets of crisps to the entire auditorium so that he could look at the brown ones (where the potato started to sprout, dontcha know). And our current plantsci talks at 1 million words a minute, reminding me hilariously of Will's impression of Phillida, always hyperactive and not pausing for breath; so much so, in fact, that the guy actually physically choked on his words, and came spluttering to a halt. Shame the characters, or lack thereof, of the lecturers don't make the content any more interesting...
This term I've been getting out of college way more. I've been on a formal swap with Fitzwilliam with about 40 Natscis, then went to Christ's with Guy and Sam, and lunch at Caius. This Friday we have a Jesus formal, and Sunday at Peterhouse. Oh, and I finally met some of Tom's friends at the weekend, when Phoebe and Louise came up again. I really was beginning to wonder if he was actually inventing them. In some ways I wish he was... Oh yeah, and James suggested today that we do some kind of formal-swappage, which would be very cool! (I'm free next week... cough)
Incidentally, all my friends are constantly having friends up to stay and come to formal, and I've never done that - people should come! O-J, Freddie - I'm looking at you. I'm also undecided as to whether I'd want to take my parents to formal; I can imagine it being weird, and I don't know if I should just take them and siblings, or bring friends along. Hmm. Which reminds me, when I finally went to get my dad's old bike registered at the porters' lodge, the bike porter guy examined it thoroughly and eventually told me it was worth £400-£500! (When my dad bought it for 7L 10d.) Though when I told my dad this, he checked it out on tinternet and was told it would be worth max £100 in absolutely mint condition. So there goes that money-making scheme.
The ballot order came out last week. My group came 23rd out of 41. As only 10 empty houses remain after the 2nd-year ballot, sadly it's pretty unlikely we'll all be able to go together, so we'll probably have to split, into girls and guys - so I'll be with Will and Mark, and whoever we can squeeze in a house with. The day of reckoning is Thursday. The system does suck somewhat - we should be allowed to just go and find our own houses - if we know who we want to go with, it's really crap for us not to be able to, and even to have to live with people of the year above who have been retarded enough to leave huge gaps in all their houses. On the plus side, several of the 'groups' above us in the list are people on their own, or just in twos, so we'll have to see what happens.
As an aside, for those of you who didn't know (brought to my attention by an email from Freds), I'm no longer going out with Kat, as of the first day back. Just thought I'd clear that up!
This term is really flying by, way faster than last term. It's hard to describe, but somehow last term fly by and also dragged on at the same time, whereas this term no dragging is occurring. It's been a laugh though. One weekend, Mark had a friend up, John. After 16 of us going out for dinner in Spoons, most of us then came back to college for drinking games (Ring of Fire...so good!) After that, having ventured outside, we thought it'd be a good idea to go into James H's (opposite me) kitchen and take all the labels off his tins. When we got there, we found he'd left his room open but wasn't in. So we instead went in and proceded to remove all his furniture, depositing it in my room, not to mention overturning his bed and putting the mattress in the wardrobe.
Unfortunately, in the process, SOMEONE (a drunken Alice) knocked over and smashed the bulb of his bedside lamp. Panic ensued, so they hurriedly put everything back in place while I ran down 4 flights of stairs to fetch the hoover to vacuum up the glass off his pillow...
When everything was restored, and we'd swapped his lamp for mine, we instead played some smaller jokes, such as swapping round his two anatomy posters (so similar that I don't think he's noticed to this day), taking out all his shoelaces and hiding them round the room, hiding his toothpaste... After a quick victory photo we vacated the premises, a good night's work completed.
Wow it's late, and I need sleep. I'll just quickly mention that our May Ball in June (...) is Never Never Land. Thought that might appeal to certain people.... The format is simply that the party extends through the entire college, with different Ents in each place, such as music tents, comedy, performing arts... And of course as much food and drink as you can...eat and drink. Should be very cool!
P.S. Freds, in response to your comment, do you want to join this blog? You'd be very welcome!
Time for an update from the flatlands. However I am very tired as I had to spend TWELVE HOURS in the library yesterday writing two essays for today, finally finishing at 3.15 am. Man that was unproductive.
Things are going pretty well academically other than that. The first two essays I handed in seem to have been well-received, with the one that was graded being given a 1st! (That's a first for me...) Recently, the lecture series have taken both a turn up and a turn down: we've moved onto behaviour (finally) BUT physiology is now PLANTS for the rest of term. Which isn't fun for anyone involved. We really do have some crazy lecturers - our first plant guy spent all his time trying to convince us that plants are better than animals (grr) when in fact they are some of the dullest and most repetitive organisms on earth. Suffice to say I skipped the rest of his lectures. Then the second lecturer, my DoS, was even more highly insane, bringing in a potato to his lecture and throwing it up and catching it, and getting 'the Jesus crew' to distribute packets of crisps to the entire auditorium so that he could look at the brown ones (where the potato started to sprout, dontcha know). And our current plantsci talks at 1 million words a minute, reminding me hilariously of Will's impression of Phillida, always hyperactive and not pausing for breath; so much so, in fact, that the guy actually physically choked on his words, and came spluttering to a halt. Shame the characters, or lack thereof, of the lecturers don't make the content any more interesting...
This term I've been getting out of college way more. I've been on a formal swap with Fitzwilliam with about 40 Natscis, then went to Christ's with Guy and Sam, and lunch at Caius. This Friday we have a Jesus formal, and Sunday at Peterhouse. Oh, and I finally met some of Tom's friends at the weekend, when Phoebe and Louise came up again. I really was beginning to wonder if he was actually inventing them. In some ways I wish he was... Oh yeah, and James suggested today that we do some kind of formal-swappage, which would be very cool! (I'm free next week... cough)
Incidentally, all my friends are constantly having friends up to stay and come to formal, and I've never done that - people should come! O-J, Freddie - I'm looking at you. I'm also undecided as to whether I'd want to take my parents to formal; I can imagine it being weird, and I don't know if I should just take them and siblings, or bring friends along. Hmm. Which reminds me, when I finally went to get my dad's old bike registered at the porters' lodge, the bike porter guy examined it thoroughly and eventually told me it was worth £400-£500! (When my dad bought it for 7L 10d.) Though when I told my dad this, he checked it out on tinternet and was told it would be worth max £100 in absolutely mint condition. So there goes that money-making scheme.
The ballot order came out last week. My group came 23rd out of 41. As only 10 empty houses remain after the 2nd-year ballot, sadly it's pretty unlikely we'll all be able to go together, so we'll probably have to split, into girls and guys - so I'll be with Will and Mark, and whoever we can squeeze in a house with. The day of reckoning is Thursday. The system does suck somewhat - we should be allowed to just go and find our own houses - if we know who we want to go with, it's really crap for us not to be able to, and even to have to live with people of the year above who have been retarded enough to leave huge gaps in all their houses. On the plus side, several of the 'groups' above us in the list are people on their own, or just in twos, so we'll have to see what happens.
As an aside, for those of you who didn't know (brought to my attention by an email from Freds), I'm no longer going out with Kat, as of the first day back. Just thought I'd clear that up!
This term is really flying by, way faster than last term. It's hard to describe, but somehow last term fly by and also dragged on at the same time, whereas this term no dragging is occurring. It's been a laugh though. One weekend, Mark had a friend up, John. After 16 of us going out for dinner in Spoons, most of us then came back to college for drinking games (Ring of Fire...so good!) After that, having ventured outside, we thought it'd be a good idea to go into James H's (opposite me) kitchen and take all the labels off his tins. When we got there, we found he'd left his room open but wasn't in. So we instead went in and proceded to remove all his furniture, depositing it in my room, not to mention overturning his bed and putting the mattress in the wardrobe.
Unfortunately, in the process, SOMEONE (a drunken Alice) knocked over and smashed the bulb of his bedside lamp. Panic ensued, so they hurriedly put everything back in place while I ran down 4 flights of stairs to fetch the hoover to vacuum up the glass off his pillow...
When everything was restored, and we'd swapped his lamp for mine, we instead played some smaller jokes, such as swapping round his two anatomy posters (so similar that I don't think he's noticed to this day), taking out all his shoelaces and hiding them round the room, hiding his toothpaste... After a quick victory photo we vacated the premises, a good night's work completed.
Wow it's late, and I need sleep. I'll just quickly mention that our May Ball in June (...) is Never Never Land. Thought that might appeal to certain people.... The format is simply that the party extends through the entire college, with different Ents in each place, such as music tents, comedy, performing arts... And of course as much food and drink as you can...eat and drink. Should be very cool!
P.S. Freds, in response to your comment, do you want to join this blog? You'd be very welcome!
