Having planned to go yesterday for three weeks, I started packing this morning, at about 2am.
It’s now quarter past twelve, I’ve missed the train I intended to catch, and I’m aimlessly wandering, hoping I haven’t forgotten anything vitally important.
Like clothes, for example.
Three weeks back at Uni. Fun. Three weeks of exams and panic. Fun Squared. Although my Dad has lent me his Laptop for the duration, which makes life a lot more interesting. So i managed to use that excuse to play with the Laptop, installing C++ Compilers and other things I possibly won’t ever use. But D-Time is approching, and I must find some shoes before the train ride. Who knows? I may even pass.