When Life leaves us Blind, Love keeps us Kind

Need to start of with this, and might I preface by saying I don't normally get excited about music at all, but the new Linkin Park album is simply superb. Those guys really, really know how to put heart into a song. Extraordinarily stirring stuff.

Syntax went off without a hitch. I had everything planned out in my head, so actually getting in there, remembering and writing it was really not a problem. But I couldn't help but second-guess everything I was writing. I'd have a sentence down, an example of a structure misused to create something ungrammatical, but when I look at it on paper again I see it as actually being very much grammatical, and I'd been wrong this whole time. Issues like this arose a whole bunch of times, and the solution I came to in the end was to trust the me that spent a whole week preparing my answers, and not the me swung my a mere instant of indecision. Fingers crossed, but right now I'm perfectly willing to accept a lower mark.

I've been instructed to stay in my room. Feels a bit like that Silent Hill game, except rather than creepy chains keeping me in its the threat of my flat mates punishing me for ruining.... whatever it is they're doing out there. Got my music on a bit louder today (can you guess what I'm listening to) to try and give them a bit of cover.

Last night was Christmas Dinner at Team Argyle's, which went down a treat. The amount of food available was seriously staggering, I was honestly surprised we finished everything. After dinner was extended drinking and games, followed by a trip to the Big Cheese, first in a long while. It was good; maybe not quite as good as some of the nights in my memory, but it was still a great night out.

The ScotMid across the street from us started selling Cadbury's Cream Eggs yesterday. I'm thrilled to bits.

One last assignment, I'll start work on that tomorrow. A bit of a hefty-looking translation, but I'm confident I can get it done within the week. Well, excluding Wednesday. Wouldn't want to work on Wednesday. And then I'll be done, and I can go home. It's not been the longest of terms, but it sure has left me feeling absolutely exhausted to the core. I slept all through today, and that's only partly due to last night. Oh, but I did go to church, you can trust me on that. Tonight's carol service, though, probably gonna miss it. Something tells me whatever's getting set up outside my front door is gonna keep me in the flat for quite a bit. Suits me fine.

Thanks for reading.