41. You see people you know you’ve met but can never remember their names or how you know them. 42. Your bill in the bookstore will be comparable to tuition. 43. Collecting your post becomes an ego booster/breaker. 44. You suddenly realise so many people are smarter than you. 45. You suddenly realise so many […]
21. You sleep more in lecture halls than in your room 22. Your idea of a square meal is a box of Pop-Tarts. 23. You travel with bags of dirty clothes. 24. You go home to do your laundry because you're too poor to pay at the laundrette. 25. You pay money for a book […]
1. Anything before noon is considered "early". 2. You have more beer than food in your fridge. 3. Weekends start on Thursday. 4. 6am is when you go to sleep, not when you wake up. 5. You know many different ways to cook pasta. 6. Instead of falling asleep in class, you stay in bed. […]
( an alternative version of the classic Nursery Rhyme)
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Licking an ice cream cone
Along came a spider
Who dangled beside her
And she she told him to go get his own
We arrived more than two hours later than planned, but the west of England summer light had not yet faded even to dusk. A soft golden glow was just growing across the sunset, which had just tinged a flat-calm sea beyond this tumbling village. We were tourists here, strangers in this small, tightly-knit place.
For us it was just part of a tour, a long weekend snatched in common from the clutches of our combined, ever demanding careers. I felt utterly liberated, that beautiful evening, as we walked the quarter mile or so down the steep dry cobbles from the obligatory car park into the car-less village, the deadlines and demands of advertising for once confined outside the limits of this small place. And I could tell from the spring in Jenny's step that her battles with bottom sets in Lewisham were now further distant than our three days on the road.