Ha,

I'm back, and I've so much to tell, don't go away. I'm going to put you on hold until later. I didn't think it could get any worse. But it could and it did.

I have now been at University for 18 months. Well, nearly two years to be precise. Second year seems to finish in May. Second year, I can hardly believe it. Surreal. It's dire. So many automatons, so many zombies going through the motions because they have nothing better to do.

I am adrift in a sea of inertia.

45 started on the course. 17 are left. Of those, possibly 3 or 4 know why they are there. I think that includes me. But I'm not really sure anymore.

It's Saturday and my chap is waiting to take me out. He survived Leap Year Proposal day unscathed and is feeling over confident. I like him, he amuses me. Thank God something does.

Ciao for now.