As a recent summary of what I've been doing, Thursday to Sunday in Southwold, Sunday to Tuesday in Knowle. Then since then I've been back, swam a few times, been to a few lectures, done a couple of bits of coursework and other related stuff and done a lot of thinking about my 3rd year project.

In fact, I'm scared I've not done enough on the project, which means I'll probably spend all weekend doing it and catch up with most people. I can do 4 days decent work in two days under pressure, but it'd take me 8 days to do the same work if I were relaxed. Which is annoying, since I always get ratty when I'm stressed.

I just hope my parents realise I'll only have about 5 minutes of each day to talk to them when I'm up at Christmas, and those 5 minutes are if I catch them when I'm on the way to or from the loo. So much work to do over Christmas. Shit. Fuck. Bollocks.