All I want is a few hours and a good book
Today has been tiring. I overslept this morning, missing my lecture (not that schrodinger equations are on my list of things to learn before I die). When I did wake up I had the increasingly familiar relaisation that exams are not so far away, followed by a mad panic as I got dressed and ran down to pick up my physiology practical handbooks before the department decided that they no longer wanted to give them back. After this, I set to work on a physics tripos paper, and then on some laplacian partial differentials. All I seem to do is work at the moment.
I can't wait until my next year though. I'll get to do psychology and neurobiology, which are simply the most interesting subjects on the planet. I might take maths as well, which would be fun as it would allow me to maintain a facade of academic rigour.
College is so beautful at the moment. I think that the gardeners actually go over the lawns with a pair of nail scissors. The fellows garden is a wonder. Even the mulberry tree looks heavenly. The grounds truly are at their best at this time of year.
Unfortunately this only serves to further distract me from my desk. I'll just have to wait a few weeks before I enjoy the pleasures of summer in Cambridge.
I can't wait until my next year though. I'll get to do psychology and neurobiology, which are simply the most interesting subjects on the planet. I might take maths as well, which would be fun as it would allow me to maintain a facade of academic rigour.
College is so beautful at the moment. I think that the gardeners actually go over the lawns with a pair of nail scissors. The fellows garden is a wonder. Even the mulberry tree looks heavenly. The grounds truly are at their best at this time of year.
Unfortunately this only serves to further distract me from my desk. I'll just have to wait a few weeks before I enjoy the pleasures of summer in Cambridge.