I have just had my archæology assignment back. I am still on tender-hooks to know whether I have failed or not.
Result? My marks doubled. Naturally.However, I did write it in a rush, and state of frustration. I could have done much better. I should have been thinking clearly, but instead was quite put out at failing. I essentially fell into the trap which was set. I am learning to tow the line, and be a philosopher. However, I still think outside of the box. Little boxes little boxes little boxes made up of ticky-tacky; ...and the people, on the hill-side all went to the University...
Some spoilt brat (the dancer’s son) tried to attack my dog tonight. I nearly ....I did not do anything drastic, finally, and walked away.
So much has happened in the past few days, I cannot even begin to explain. If I told you, you would not believe me.
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