RIGHT then. Week 5 now I think? My cacti have taken well to their re-potting, and I have just purchased another Venus flytrap. I did have one, and I constantly had to tell people to stop putting their fingers in the traps to watch them shut. Now why do people do that? I don't go round sticking my hand in their mouths to see how they eat things! Leave them alone! If you want to see how they eat, then catch a daddy longlegs or a fly or something and feed it to them.
  WHINE over.
  I went to a concert on Saturday, and how cool is it being tall at a concert? Well actually it's a bit of a pain if you are considerate to others. I always try and stand right at the front, and there are always small people behind me. This means I kinda have to stand with one leg out, so I can stand slightly shorter - or perhaps side on. This means that by the time the main band comes on, I have sore legs and a sore back, and I can't really enjoy the band as much. So if you are small, and you are behind someone like me who is trying to be considerate, then just don't keep moaning - or I'll just stand up fully!
  I really will stop whining now.
  ANOTHER thing, why when I'm on the train, do I ALWAYS seem to get someone sitting opposite me who is either drunk, anti-social, male, or objectionate to me taking photos of myself for the whole journey?! I go sit down, act normal, people walk past, but no one sits down. Then JUST before the train pulls off, and I'm thinking I'm safe, some weirdo sits down! Can't they go sit in the luggage compartment or the toilet? Perhaps that's where I will go sit next time!
  I promise not to whine next week!

  ONE thing I've learnt this week is that dustbin lorries are EVIL! Whose idea was it to have the biggest and noisiest lorry on earth coming to empty the Battersea Court bins (which are, incidentally, almost directly outside my window) at 7am on Thursday and Saturday mornings - after the two biggest Union nights of the week!! If it had been a couple of hours earlier, I wouldn't have minded so much - at that time I'd probably have still been wide awake consuming toast and discussing the wrongs of the world in the Rawson 2 kitchen.
  THE major addiction of my friends this term is turning out to be the pub quiz, Chancellors' Challenge (or C3) every Thursday night. After a team best of 3rd place in week 2, under the bizarre team name 'Daddy, would you like some sausage?' we're now consistently coming in at around 5th. However, beating our rival team, Badger's Minions, by around twenty points each week, is some consolation! After one too many pints of cider at the last C3, Neil (the other responsible senior resident on my floor) walked into the wall outside our house, and much to the amusement of everyone in Rawson 1 and 2 proceeded to lie down on the floor and fall asleep. However, he was rudely awakened when soaked by a glass of water thrown from a second floor window!
  ON Sunday, my parents and younger sister decided to pay Guildford a surprise visit - this involved a cultured trip to 'Dapdune Wharf', afternoon tea in the coffee shop, then a lift back to campus for myself and my boyfriend. After a somewhat sedate afternoon, we were both a little surprised when my Mum jumped out of the car in Car Park One saying "Do you think security will mind if I steal one of their cones?!" You know what they say: once a student, always a student….!