Pop Tarts
I'd never been allowed to have them as a kid because my mum is the kind of person who prefers broccoli to sugar. So when I spied them in the Union today, I bought two whole boxes and a packet of Maltesers and a packet of Bassett's fruit bonbons.
My housemate came home just in time to see me consuming the last of the pop tarts and I toasted one for him and he ate it with glee while informing me that these were the little culprits that had caused Britney Spears to put on weight.
I also saw foxgloves for the first time today on the way to uni. Little purple bells, they looked just the way I'd imagined when I was a kid.
Okay now on to the real stuff, studying has not been good lately, oh-ho no. My room is too messy to study in, and I'd tidied it up just last night. Everytime I embark on a big project, though, like writing an essay, stuff just gets strewn all over the room so I have to tidy it all up again in preparation for the next big essay. This is a systematic list of things on my bed right now:
1. A cardigan.
2. Meditations by Descartes.
3. Course Readings.
4. Graph paper.
5. A Bible.
6. A bag.
7. An empty bowl and a spoon.
8. 2 magazines, A4 paper, lipstick, eyelash curler, face masque (uhh).
And I wonder why I never get any sleep...
