Yeah, so I've been a-bummering this whole weekend. Didn't go nowhere. How b-o-r-i-n-g... Viv was away up north visiting friends, and Fidel and them sportsmen chaps went to Nottingham on Sat morn when the skies where still dark and freezy and I was still dreaming... some to get their behinds whacked and some got to do some serious whacking. SingSoc managed to garner quite a few medals. Good on'ya maties. Only disappointing thing was that nobody paid the resident Notts squirrel a visit while they were there.
Marvin and Marc (hmm... m&m??), apparently, must've thought life in central London a tad too plain. They went gliding. Yep - in engineless aircrafts. With Imperial's gliding club. Try as they did to persuade me, I wouldn't budge. No way... me parents're gonna give me a heap of a whooping if I ever do. Besides, I like to believe that we can get a kick out of life from other activities without that risk factor... aye, I be a cautious one. Taught and drilled to weigh the risks. Marvin returned with some cool pics to show off - some taken from the cockpit - and somehow I was reminded of Holly Smith of Abbotsleigh... my Abb friends will know. :/
Amar dropped by London for the Hari Raya weekend. I hid at home... working a bit and letting the urge to draw kick in. I drew a few sheets of the most uncharacteristic, randomnest things.
Prac took up a good 7+ hours today. Plant stuff, cell stuff, microscopy stuff... not my stuff. Investigating stomatal movements. The inconvenient timings of the prac forced me to skip my lunchtime Politics lecture... *sniff*



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