The first draft of this blog was happy-clappy philosophising and silliness, so I deleted it all and started again. Suffice to say, I’m feeling positive today!
If you hadn’t realised, C&S = Clubs and Societies (it’s a type of maths that Corrie understands). My life at the moment seems to consist of C&S activities…so, on with it!
Sinfonietta had their first rehearsal of the term on Monday night. I met some people I’d met at ICSE on Friday, which was cool. Simon was my new desk partner (now that John has moved on to newer pastures…and Scotland) and I think it’s going to be a long and prosperous relationship. I enjoy the way that he is really really good, but doesn’t make me feel bad about my own playing. Yay! During the breaks, we did a challenge to talk to more Freshers than each other, and I have to say, he definitely won. I did well until I got taken down to the vending machines to pay for SOMEONE’S Sprite (that would be Mr President, the one and only Tom). Never mind.
After the rehearsal, the club provided some free wine and nibbles. We ate a lot, drank even more, and despite the fact that it was a Monday (a SCHOOL night no less), ended up going to the pub and getting home at one in the morning. That makes it one rehearsal that I’ve played in this term, and two that I’ve partaken of a little too much. Good/bad statistics? When Tom and I got home, I discovered my stew had burnt in the slow-cooker, and to alleviate the pain a bit, we played Harry Potter on the Wii. I woke up feeling terrible, with no memory of what we’d done on the game, and feeling most distressed about my stew. Probably a good thing that the wine was in my veins when it was initially realised – this is the first meal that I’ve ever totally screwed up! (Apart from those sausages that Ashton and I ‘cooked’ when our parents went to Africa one year and left the two of us to fend for ourselves. I don’t count that as cooking, it was a lot more cowboy…and I was, like, 16. It’s too long ago to count.)
I spent the whole day in the hospital Tuesday (nothing to do with anything apart from my horrendous hay-fever), and when I was done headed off to KnitSock! I’ve advertised this previously, and even sent my file to the Chair to double-check I’d got all the details correct before I posted the blog. Anyway, I turned up promptly at 17.20, texting Katie along the way to make sure she was also going so that I wasn’t a loner, only to find the Chair (Raj) sorting through wool. No sign of Fresher’s, no other club-members…after a few moments of confusion, it was established that the blog was wrong, and it is in fact at 17.30 on a Thursday evening instead. Apologies if anybody read my blog and tried to turn up. Totally my fault. (Although, Raj, what kind of checking is that?!) Katie headed off for dinner, I picked up a bass drum and waddled down to the bus to get home.
On a related note, Raj press-ganged the two of us into turning up this week to be tutors. So, if you want to learn to knit (it’s only £5 for a whole year, and all materials are provided) please turn up! It’s in Room 3 in the East Wing of the Union.
Ben came round for dinner (part of the reason why it was so distressing that the stew failed – I had advertised it to him as “wholesome stew”, but not so much). We bought burgers, and he had brought his ICE CREAM MAKER!!!!! So we made sorbet (I am still dairy intolerant….oh cruel world, ice cream is my favourite food) which failed, played a lot of Wii, and stayed up rather late drinking Sprite. One of the good things of having our own flat – we can have whoever we want around for however long we feel like without feeling guilty about disturbing our housemates!
I woke up yesterday feeling very grumpy; on the bus, my mood morphed into something incredibly chirpy and annoying…don’t know how, but mainly not complaining.
I worked for three hours, then went riding. All the Freshers (and Luisa) had joined this week, so I had many people in my lesson who I didn’t know. It went really well, which was nice – a bit slower than I’m used to at the moment, so was good after four months (or more) of not riding at all. I was not so sore after this lesson (I was definitely waddling last Thursday). It was fun!
Just finished off 10% of my entire fourth year giving a presentation. It went well, I think. Everybody asked me a lot of questions, which was really cool, cos hardly anybody asked anyone else questions, apart from Ashton and I. Yay.