As part of my sentence apparantly I have to some studying here in Cell 6G. This includes (but is not limited to) going to introductory talks on various parts of my "Modern History course". Today was the turn of the French department to tell me what I have to do this year as part of my assessment.
As it turns out, I woke up after drinking ever-so-slightly more than a lot the night before a little bleary eyed to go to a talk. Result: 5 minutes of "we do French here, see you next Thursday." Bastards. I could have stayed in bed!
So later I have my first seminar on the "Making of the Modern World", which I believe teaches you how the British and French systematically raped the world in the 19th century. You'll forgive my cynacism as I've had very little sleep. More than my lazy cellmates though (you know who you are) who still weren't up and about when I left at 11am. Dirty stop outs.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, please stop it. Don't make me get up for something you could put in a FUCKING E-MAIL that I could open at a leisurely time (say 2ish) and then go to something actually worth my conciousness. Urgh. Sleep again I think.