Well life has gotten a little easier since finished my first week back at university, buried under assignments. Though there is a looming exam which I can’t revise for right now because, we L just can’t find my folder. At least that’s my excuse. I did ok last time, hopefully it’ll be ok this time as well.

Thursday was an interesting day, with my usual selection of excruciatingly boring design lessons, where the design teacher falls head over heels with the most undesirable piece of work I had done in the past 2 weeks, every time. This day I was also reminded that I need to be looking for a house or flat, as to paraphrase one of my classmates “only the shit ones will be left in March”

In the evening, I went bowling for another classmate of mine’s birthday, you know, it’s not usually that you get to celebrate an attractive popular girl’s 20th birthday by going bowling, and it made a great change, and wasn’t lame, well I was, I wasn’t quite last though.

So that finished, a few went to the union to party afterwards, but I was with a group who were decidedly less enthusiastic, so went back to my flat, only to arrive outside and be dragged back into another taxi for a night at “road mender” which was absolutely terrific, I met friends from my course, found that my flat mates were more connected to them than I would have ever realised, and I even met a girl who was nice, though her facebook implies, as ever, that she is not available. What a wonder this connected world is.

Getting back at around 4am with no reason to get up in the morning has a side effect, you don’t wake up until 4pm, or when your flat mate randomly knocks on your door at 2pm. I got dressed, hopped on my bike had a meal at a supermarket, got some supplies, and somehow found my way eventually to the cinema.

I had intended to either see Sweeney Todd, or Cloverfield. Both movies I’ve been looking forward to for some time. I arrived to find that despite evidence to the contrary I had seen on the (American) Internet, that as with Sweeney Todd in December, Cloverfield isn’t even out for another month. To make matters worse, Sweeney Todd wasn’t even on until 3 hours time.

A compromise needed to be made, so I saw Charlie Wilson’s War.

Charlie Wilson’s war is based on an “unbelievable true story” which turned out to be a pretty cool movie, how one (woman obsessed) man turned Afghanistan into a secret fighting machine and helped end the soviet empire, almost single handedly. Though without spoiling the ending, which you kind of already know, it’s not all happy.

As one reviewer said, it’s definitely the film you’ll want to watch again. After a long cycle ride back home I argued with my mother who insisted the only reason this Texan must have cared about Afghanistan is oil. Which the film, and his back story, seems to indicate is an ill informed assumption. Though perhaps not for the current administration.

So I find myself here, a day later, without a folder, not doing revision, for an exam on Tuesday. Great.

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