Thursday, March 4
Now that the coursework essay has been handed in and forgotten about, my evenings are feeling strangely empty. For the past two months or so, all my spare time has been defined by whether I'm writing my essay or avoiding it. Now I don't have to do either, I don't know what to do with all the time. I feel I should be something, but can't find a replacement. Hopefully normal laziness levels will be restored soon.
The past two days have been warm and sunny, I think Spring is here. I've been able to go out without a coat, and the wind has been much milder too. It's been pleasurable to be outside for a change. I don't know how long this will last, British weather is notoriously schizophrenic, but it's hopefully a sign of nice times ahead.
College is organising a trip to Birmingham next Tuesday. We're going to the
Custard Factory to see "an exhibition of past student work." Why it couldn't have been organised in Leeds isn't explained. We're leaving at 8am. Not the most friendly of times. I suspect the CD Walkman my dad gave me for Christmas may get its first use. I hate coach trips. And then on Friday I have to board another one to go to Sheffield. It's a busy week.
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