foreign flowers tied to a brick

I got back to uni on Saturday. I had £35 in cash and decided that was definitely enough to last all week. And so the week began.



Then, somehow, it was Monday, and I had £10. And I was still very determined to make it last. Until I realised the following things :

a. I would be going to the pub post-CU on Monday.

b. I would be going to life group in Fopp cafe on Tuesday, and therefore have to purchase something.

c. I was meeting Jamie, Siobbhan, Rachel, Lydia etc for coffee on Wednesday afternoon, and again, would have to buy myself a coffee.

d. I really needed some fruit.

e. I would end up going to pub again on Thursday after Koinonia. And I'd want another lemonade!



I wanted to do all these things, but realised that my cupboard really was quite bare, so have eaten my way down to the last inch of milk, scraping of marmite, portion of porrrige, 2 eggs, 2 apricots, and 4 slices of bread. It's now Thursday and tonights trip to the pub is the only thing I envise that I will need/want to spend money on before Saturday. I had £3.61 left from the expense above. I only need £2 for the pub later, so went to tesco armed with £1.61. Woop!



As I entered the store Eilidh remarked "You're getting a basket, that's optimistic!" And I bought this :

And I have 6p change! I'm actually quite pleased with my achievement.

in the attic of my parents house

I'm actually not in there at all.

I got back to London yesterday after three weeks of Christmas holiday joy that felt like at least two and a half months. I was at uni, and then I was back home, and it seemed like uni was somehow a season of my life that was over, but it seems that no. I was wrong. The holidays were a season, they're over.

Despite this initial melancholy, I'm happy being back. In a way, it's like last term was a practice and now I'm starting again for real with the benefit of experience behind me.

It'll be interesting to see how long this lasts.