Injury time goals...

It's 5pm on Sunday evening, I have about 2 assignments due in over the next 4 days, so what else would I be doing but updating my blog that I haven't touched in two weeks? Cooking French (belgian) Toast is what! It's about the only thing I can afford at the mo.
It is very very strange to think that almost a year has gone by since I started this blog, strange because it hasn't really been that long, less then 9 months. Also very strange was booking a one-way flight for my return home (26th June!!!). With less than 2 weeks left, most of which will be spent with me panicking at 3pm when I have a presentation due in an hour and haven't slept yet, I'm gettin ready for ma parents to descend upon Belgiumland next w/e to paint the town red.
So over the next week I'm going to sit down and make a list of things I need to do and see before I leave, because I doubt I'll be back anytime soon. Also I need to binge on Mitraillettes; man I'm gonna miss those.
Overall I have very few regrets about the year, starting out was very tough, and in retrospect I would have done a lot better had I just sorted out accommodation earlier, and not had repeats last autumn, but sure then I would have missed Freshers' Week in Trinners which was da bomb. Also I shouldn't have trusted my bank to sort out a loan in anything less then six weeks, but that's easy to say now I suppose. I also probably should have wandered about a bit more, which I liked (apart from that one time during the kot-et-Scout where I misread the map [a b/w photocopy] and ended up deep in a local park), and I wish I could have avoided the glare on those sunny days as, true to form, I got these hives that I always get this time of year :( -
but I blame UCL for putting my Lecture theatres/PC labs on the opposite side of the town from my kot. I'm sure there's more to say so I'll write a more comprehensive summary blog when I leave, for now it's back to trying to convert a java program to perl...oh the joys..

Any similarity with Nikki's Blog is purely plagiarism.

Wanted one balloon, last seen going in the direction of up...

I was wandering across the main road by my flat the other day, when something struck me.

If memory serves this year's a leap year, meaning in simple terms there's a 29th of February coming (30 days hath September, April may, and June definitely has). This is traditionally a time for the ladies to propose to the eligible bachelors. I'm going to give you the same advice that I gave the local hospital gave to the job seekers: Please form an orderly queue.

I got my hair cut for the occasion. I didn't like the length at first, but it's growing on me.

I've recently got back into the whole staying fit and healthy thing. I used to work out back in the day, but then I started using a calculator. Sometimes I participate in a kick-a-round on the college astroturf. As they say over here the game is a foot. If you've been me as long as I have (and I think I have been), you'll know how difficult it is to stay away from an unhealthy diet. Greek scholars see me and proclaim "that face could lunch a thousand chips". Rather than staying away from the mitraillette, I balance the equation with some exercise, running away from responsibility, carrying heavy burdens and lifting all my readers' spirits. Sometimes I like to get down on my knees, so I go down to the local park and kneel on a duck.



In other news, my parents, wanting to get away from our house with a poky little bathroom, have gone away on a cruise on a luxury lino. Good for them.

I've forgotten the taste of a Breakfast Roll..

...but sure the Belgians have the "Sub-machine gun" instead...



... I'm so proud of it, I wrote a wikipedia article about it!


Now, where did I leave that Christmas Pudding Recipe...