Remember, remember...

...that time we were dumb teenagers (Harmless Bizzle reminded me). I watched V for Vendetta the other day and I thought it was pretty good.

I feel like I apologise a lot for not posting much, but I don't think I post enough to substantiate that claim. I am sorry for not posting enough anyway, but as always my life revolves around essay writing at the moment. About a week and a half ago I actually wrote quite a long post about nothing and saved it to my drafts but never published it. Most of it is kind of irrelevant now though, mostly just me rambling about an essay on Charles I (which I have now finished), a new pair of boots that I'd bought and the fact I went home for a bit during my reading week. It was also really picture heavy but I can't remember why.
What I learned in life today is that suggesting counselling to a friend/housemate is a bad idea, that I am actually warming up to Latte's of all things (so far have tried Toffee Nut Latte from Starbucks and Creme Brulee Latte from Costa) and that searches in the library catalogue can often yield odd results:

The point of this post is that I am still alive and that's good. And I have to buy my own advent calendar for the first time ever which is bad.