Finally. After much trauma and pulling on extra covers, the heaters are on. I was starting to think the people who work at the heating co. (is there such a thing?) are actually polar bears in disguise.
K, I gotta stop munching on the nuts I bought. It's hurting my temples.
So, YIPPEEE the room won't be freezing cold at night. Hopefully.
Oh, talking about heat, or rather, on heat, the neighbours yesterday were having a huge mattress mambo session. Walls are really thin, so I could hear every single detail. I thought it was quite funny really. Seems like the MBA is the only course that really gives you a run for your money. Everyone else here doing a postgraduate course seems to be having it easy. Between classes, readings, picking up readings and more readings, where do you find time to go hunt a man down for sex? I don't even have time to squeeze a pint of beer in!
Oh and yes, the reading and classes are starting to heat up. Been getting splitting migraines since yesterday during class. I wonder if it's from stress in class, or just PMS.
Hmmm maybe a nice soak in that bath tub would do me some good.
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