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Well, hasn't this been a great academic year?
In September, I came to the University of Bath in search of sun, sea and sangria, of which I managed to find just under two (if you count watered-down Diesels as sangria). In December, I went to Australia. In January, I released my first album. In March, I made some money despite admitting on national television that I had no intention of ever finding a job, much to my own derision. In May, I finished my first year lectures and exams, and this June, I will be going home to have the longest summer holiday I will probably ever endure.
There have been some down points, though. Namely yesterday evening, when I came into my room after a night out in Bristol only to find my only friend in the whole wide world lying in a considerably-deceased heap beneath the remains of my formerly-leaning tower of 3-for-£2.30 juice cartons. I was bitterly disappointed for several reasons, most of which could be attributed to the mass clean-up operation that has, in fact, taken up the vast majority of my day.
Luckily, the cartons (and Richard) managed to fit snugly into eight heavy-duty bin liners, which I have left outside for the Mendip vermin to enjoy browsing at their own leisure. I'm going home on Sunday, after which any mail sent to my University address will categorically not be received by me and will probably most likely be opened and read by, and for the amusement of, the mailroom staff.
That was The Academic Year in Briefs! Now put some clothes on.
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