How did last year go? Let's find out.
[January] Niente.
[February] Snow angels were made. The set of four piano fantasias (Fantasiae) was completed.
[March] Catherine moved in. Bringing her dogs ensured I saw my cats about three times in the next month. House looked like a skip. Did a few temp jobs in an effort to massage the old bank balance, one of which included working for a diehard BNP supporter at the Highways Agency in Mitcham.
[April] Aunt calls from Canada. I get offered a free return ticket and somewhere to stay for two weeks in the heart of Toronto. At this point there is only one real answer.
[May] CANADA. Manage to get out of spending the entire break with my aunt and take the train to Orangeville (the 'sticks') where my cousin lives. Gave her kid a Donnie Darko-style halloween costume. I'm told that he doesn't wear anything else for five days. When I get back to Toronto 36 hours later, play lots of online poker in the internet cafes to avoid being dragged around shops old-lady style. Don't I seem grateful for the free holiday? Lol.
[June] Catch up time with the guys in Leeds. Moor Park Drive has been signed over to some other students and we all congegrate for a last time. Fab, Hard Rock, Drydock and Cockpit ensue. Applied for MA at Kingston and receive an unconditional place.
[July] 7th = 22nd birthday. Jesus Christ. Evening = Black Sheep with Adam and Bob. I chat up a hot indie girl and I start to think this might be a birthday worth remembering, but this is short-lived as Bob's had way too much to drink so we have no choice but to drag him home. He's so drunk that he pisses himself at West Croydon waiting for the last train.
[August] More Leeds shenanigans. Cockpit is predictably empty as all the students have gone elsewhere.
[September] Start of MA. Although every MA student has stumped up four grand for the one year course, Kingston still thinks it is acceptable to give us 99p red wine at induction. Cheapskates. Make a stern personal resolution to graduate in top 2 of class. Get a new job on the 30th.
[October] Several trips to the British Library because the first two bits of work for the year call for extended research. The Kingston library appears to have 50 CDs in all and possibly less books. Wonder what I have let myself in for.
[November] Miss Bonfire night as I'm slaving away at the supermarket. Naomi's birthday, imminent hangover at Assembly Rooms. Charles's birthday: the same, but in London.
[December] First marked work of MA given back. I get a 75 which is a distinction and the best in class. Drunk at O' Neills on xmas eve. Frantically try to wrap presents last minute when I get in. Christmas Day: could have been a lot better. Mostly because a lot of Catherine's family showed up. Lots of false smiles and sang froid all round. New Year's eve spent in Leeds with Dan and Chris at good old Cockpit. Only place I know where double vodka coke is £2 all night. Bender. Wake up in the afternoon at some point with raging headache.
[January] Niente.
[February] Snow angels were made. The set of four piano fantasias (Fantasiae) was completed.
[March] Catherine moved in. Bringing her dogs ensured I saw my cats about three times in the next month. House looked like a skip. Did a few temp jobs in an effort to massage the old bank balance, one of which included working for a diehard BNP supporter at the Highways Agency in Mitcham.
[April] Aunt calls from Canada. I get offered a free return ticket and somewhere to stay for two weeks in the heart of Toronto. At this point there is only one real answer.
[May] CANADA. Manage to get out of spending the entire break with my aunt and take the train to Orangeville (the 'sticks') where my cousin lives. Gave her kid a Donnie Darko-style halloween costume. I'm told that he doesn't wear anything else for five days. When I get back to Toronto 36 hours later, play lots of online poker in the internet cafes to avoid being dragged around shops old-lady style. Don't I seem grateful for the free holiday? Lol.
[June] Catch up time with the guys in Leeds. Moor Park Drive has been signed over to some other students and we all congegrate for a last time. Fab, Hard Rock, Drydock and Cockpit ensue. Applied for MA at Kingston and receive an unconditional place.
[July] 7th = 22nd birthday. Jesus Christ. Evening = Black Sheep with Adam and Bob. I chat up a hot indie girl and I start to think this might be a birthday worth remembering, but this is short-lived as Bob's had way too much to drink so we have no choice but to drag him home. He's so drunk that he pisses himself at West Croydon waiting for the last train.
[August] More Leeds shenanigans. Cockpit is predictably empty as all the students have gone elsewhere.
[September] Start of MA. Although every MA student has stumped up four grand for the one year course, Kingston still thinks it is acceptable to give us 99p red wine at induction. Cheapskates. Make a stern personal resolution to graduate in top 2 of class. Get a new job on the 30th.
[October] Several trips to the British Library because the first two bits of work for the year call for extended research. The Kingston library appears to have 50 CDs in all and possibly less books. Wonder what I have let myself in for.
[November] Miss Bonfire night as I'm slaving away at the supermarket. Naomi's birthday, imminent hangover at Assembly Rooms. Charles's birthday: the same, but in London.
[December] First marked work of MA given back. I get a 75 which is a distinction and the best in class. Drunk at O' Neills on xmas eve. Frantically try to wrap presents last minute when I get in. Christmas Day: could have been a lot better. Mostly because a lot of Catherine's family showed up. Lots of false smiles and sang froid all round. New Year's eve spent in Leeds with Dan and Chris at good old Cockpit. Only place I know where double vodka coke is £2 all night. Bender. Wake up in the afternoon at some point with raging headache.
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