So Friday was the deadline day for assessed problem sheet numero 7, which, rather fortuitously is the last one of the year. Cue mucho rejoycing amongst those of us who are Physically inclined. (what? That just makes no sense)

But yes, I ended up spending from about 11 until 4:30 just doing it, which was kinda crazy ’cause I actually was able to watch the sun travelling across the sky. Luckily it wasn’t as downright satanic as the last one and was really quite doable; apart from when I mucked up an integration and spent ages trying to work out why it wasn’t working. Also I was knackered from not sleeping enough, so I was all hopped up on coffee and pro plus, which is one heck of a potent combo.

Anyways, after that was handed in, there was the pirate party! The costumes were mostly great, although there was a decent contingent of scurvy land-lubbers who weren’t costumed. This made me sad inside, although not so much on the outside as I tried to stay in character as much as possible; this had the side effect of trashing my vocal cords and making me look extremely drunk, which I actually wasn’t for the majority of the night. Only quite drunk. There is a significant difference!

Anyhow, in the end for some crazy reason we decided to go to Big Red at midnight. Was good, and I got drinks bought for me. Alas, the combined effect of the drinks and my pro plus wearing off made me slump over the table in the pub and fall asleep, luckily I woke up with no writing on my face, for which I am incredibly grateful. We stumbled home pretty late, and I soon discovered that Sammi was in fact many times more trashed than I was. Bless ‘im.

Anyways, the next morning I arose at 7:30 (believe it or not) and got to Beit at 9 in order to try the Shaolin class run by the Wushu society. It was pitched at a fitness level so above mine it wasn’t even funny, and I got so exhausted I started vomiting up the contents of my stomach, which for some reason was… actually, come to think about it, I think it was the Ribena I’d drank on my way out in the morning.

Yes, dear friends, I did not vomit through gratuitious over-consumption alcohol, but because I excercised too hard. I am infinitely superior to you bums. So yeh, sat out the Shaolin and did some Taiji (Tai Chi) after, which was as relaxing and worthwhile as ever. Honestly, come along. The first class is free, then after than it’s £5, or £3 if  you join the Wushu society from the Union website. It’s very refreshing because not only is doing the movements and some of the more meditative elements very relaxing, but it’s taught with references to the fact that it’s still a martial art, and that all the movements being taught do have applications to self-defence and combat.

Anyways, dear reader, I must bid you adieu.

Until we meet again!