have yourself a wet and soggy christmas?

i have become the ultimate wuss. remember the days of -35'C and a windchill of 2200? it got super cold here in the last two days, that's right a shocking 1 or 2'C and i can't handle it. i think it's more just the fact that the cold here is "wet"- meaning bone-chilling and that you're never really in properly heated spaces. i'm convinced that the heater in my room is ornamental. i adjust the knob, i occassionally feel gentle warmth but i'm positive that there is no fan mechanism within this heater so there is actually no way i am going to get warm...

lazy holiday season has begun. despite my best intentions to read everything i never got to this term, my first day of real holidays wasn't much of a start. i slept in obscenely late, practiced for my audition, had coffee with a friend, invigilated for the oxford admissions study, went to a friend's place to catch the last 5 minutes of "a knight's tale", had a kebab, talked on the phone and went to bed... not what i would consider to be the definition of productive. today, of course will be different!

even though it's wet and grey outside, i will not succumb to staying in my room and finishing stupid white men. i will go to the bod and read excessive amounts of social policy... well, i'll keep you posted.
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