A twelfth

The first term of my second first year is complete. Another ten week block of terrible stress and oodles of hard work. Ok, so maybe I was laying it on a little rich there.

It’s been good, I guess. The course makes more sense. There’s less of the “I don’t like this module I wish I was asleep” feeling. I’ve met a whole bunch of crazy new people. I’ve learned some crazy new stuff. I’ve moved house - again.

Quite a few changes. Yet it all seems so familiar - I guess it’s just the first year all over again.

I’m back in the nether-Netherlands, enjoying the whole family thing. My sister’s being nice so far, though this could be down to her revived counter-strike addiction. I’ve been tucking into revision like a good boy, but ICM is still worrying me. Nothing like sets and matrices to get the adrenaline rushing!

I’ve been trying to kick the insomnia habit, but my body seems to be keen on resisting any change. I’ve got a hell of a timetable next term so I’m going to have to fix things, but for some reason falling asleep is not an option until 2AM at the earliest. Of course, I’ve probably broken my previous progress by staying up this late now, but I theoretically have little to do tomorrow. And this is fun. Really. Blogging can be fun.

OK so I wrote all of that last week and never got round to sticking it on the site. I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, and that your holidays are going well. I’m going to hit the “Publish” button and do something else.

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