Eight fire engines appeared outside my door. So naturally, I watched. Forget the reading/essays.
Think it's all good though. Smoke step girl is back on her step, except this time talking on her phone. Oh no, wait, she's got a cig out. Reassuring.
Folk visited. I think FWL saw them more than I did.. Stupid rowing. Stupid Jesusday. With its stupid weather.
I was freaking foundered. Firstly, two hours of physically rowing. In the rain. And the cold. And then, after getting out of the boat, two hours of coaching. With cycling and shouting. The shouting totally didn't work at all. I am a shit coach.
This morning's coaching was annoying too.. other crews kept just barging into mine.. and they were in the wrong. Actually. Because their coxes forgot to do step one of checking to see if the river was clear/allowed the boats to swing out into the middle of the river.
And I wrote the essay for SAM. And it was over 2000 words which is a landmark for me. I hope he appreciates it. He won't though. It'll be a 2.2.
I want to have a nap. But I should read something instead.
Yeah. So, it's the last week. This FREAKS ME OUT. I mean, I know I'm staying behind for ages anyway, but like, next term, HALFWAY. Bah. And I have been atrocious this term at keeping up with people. It's very odd how there are some people that you see every day and others that you see once. It depresses me in fact. The things I must miss out on. Although, there are some people I am quite happy with not seeing.
Argh.. it's quarter to seven! How did that happen?!
Bugger.
~Over til laters..
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