A-tishoo

atishoo we all fall down.

Went to the Imperial War Museum yesterday, with my History pal. the sheep-farmer's daughter. It was so nice (and without sounding like a complete arsehole) to talk to someone who I didn't have to explain anything to. Anyway, we had some wine and discussed how awful The Guardian is, but that we continue to read it and the fact that she is 'a self-loathing Guardian reader' but not a liberal-leftie. My excuse is it's 30p from the University shop. We also talked about history, Charlie Brooker, Jo Brand, My thick mate, and her sister. It was very pleasant... And although we did the sensible thing of drinking water I still woke up rather hungover. Not good. :(
My mum is in Germany and was a little worried that no one would speak English. She's Spanish and used to going 'home' for holiday time, but this time went to visit her sister in Deutschland. She didn't believe me when I told her that many Germans spoke English. Went to water her plants, but a mouse scared me. Hopefully it'll rain! PLEASE rain. My mum will KILL me!

Lectures start tomorrow. Thank God. I have sorted everything that needed sorting and have received my student loan. Bought some trainers and clothes and a miniature Victoria Cross. What more do I need? Am really looking forward to tomorrow. Although it's Writing the First World War and so quite sad and depressing etc, it'll be so good to put my brain to use!

I have spent too long looking up alternatives to the QWERTY keyboard and now feel I know enough about it to be 'informed'. One thing though; how LONG would it take to get used to any other type of keyboard?

Anyway, must dash. Off to blow my nose. Hence the title of this post. I am being adversly affected by my rhinitis. AH-Tishooooo!

Nearly...

Next week's my 2nd year induction, so this long (not hot) summer is finally over. I need to buy a coat, I can feel the chill in the air and am having to scrunch down in my bed so that there is no draught.
I finally got (most of) my books. A big box arrived yesterday and my friend thought some sort of optical illusion was going on. The books kept on coming and coming. As I explained to my bro', that isn't even all of them. Student loan really doesn't come at the right time for the buying of books, does it? My maths GCSE book came and I don't think I understand it. Most of the time I thought 'oh yeah, ok I get it' but then every task now and then I look and feel my brain cells dying.
ugh
Anyway, 2nd maths lesson tomorrow and then Tuesday is induction! Woohoo or no, sorry gotta be down with the kids, so w00t. Right?

Maths

Today I learned just how bad I am at maths. This is such a shame as I would like to think I have more than an ounce of intelligence. No matter though, onwards and upwards and all that jazz eh? Hey, I can only get better!
It was all decimals today and I made the major mistake of thinking that .o3 was the same as .3 when in fact it is the same as .30, great huh? At least I have a good understanding of negative numbers and the 'number line' and I know how to write numbers as words and know how to write numbers in figures. I know that you're probably thinking everyone can do that you dick. You'd be wrong.