For the first time since coming to University, I’m not out for Halloween.
Tonight’s blog post comes to you deep from the bowels of Cineworld Cheltenham.
Awoooooo and all of that other wolf jazz.
In a frustrating and unexpected turn of events, I found myself attending this evening’s Bristolian festivities on my own.
I take back absolutely everything I said about this week being better.
I get the feeling that this week is going to be pretty good.
WE ARE GOING ALL CULTURED FOR A NIGHT, BRACE YOURSELVES.
It has never been so clear that I’m not your typical student, as I woke up at 8am, with the express purpose of getting tickets to see the 50th anniversary Doctor Who episode at Cineworld.
I have been in the wars a little bit, reader.
At least my wrist has been.
It was a day for some not very nice, but very necessary discussions to be had.
For the first time in recent memory, I’ve stayed in my pyjamas for a whole day, and just concentrated on not worrying about things.