Nicholas
knocked just now to ask if I’ll be joining our floor’s Xmas
dinner. First I’ve heard of it. Apparently he told everyone a few
days ago but I was a, “Hard man to track down.” Dunno why, spend
enough time around here. Guess I’ve either been up at Jimmy’s or
asleep – make a point too of not coming back to halls between
lectures if I can help it.
Man,
we’ve only just had Guy Fawkes and now it’s an early Xmas. First
term’s almost over and it’s gone like a train.
The
rule of only
going
up to Jimmy’s
twice
a week has
gone a bit Pete
Tong,
as
everyone seems to be saying these days. Gotta
admit
though,
it’s well nice to have
somewhere to crash out –
once
the evening sets in,
sitting in your own room with no one to talk to can get a bit
depressing.
Last
night
we had a European Championship soccer tournament on the X-box.
Sean wasn’t there, apparently
he’s got a new bird, but Graz joined us and
we finished off the rest of Mum’s
gingerbread.
Bit of a shame it’s gone now but they were so grateful and
appreciative; totally worth it.
Jimmy
put
on
the
Radiohead album and we
sat there
in the semi-darkness,
music bouncing around the walls. Jimmy,
with his long
hair and
hippie-speak –
all slow, thoughtful and intelligent – so
easygoing I reckon he’d
welcome anyone who happened
to stumble by.
As
always a few from their floor were in
fact paying a quick visit before going to
bed. One was this really fit girl (called Cherry of all things),
wearing this tiny dress and after she went, we were talking about how
nice her legs were and laughing about this a lot for some reason.
Giggling
fits, cool tunes
and the best part is I know I can go up whenever I want. Jimmy seems
to love my enthusiasm
for his
music too. Reckon he
finds
it entertaining how I’m coming across all these bands for the first
time. Used to feel a
bit naive but
when I admitted as such, he
was like, “Nah man, uni’s the place to discover this,” and said
he was kind of jealous.
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