Something very stupid has happened. And I’m not sure I want to tell you. It’s embarrassing – yes, even more embarrassing that my usual alcohol- and nylon- fuelled antics. I have come back to uni a week too early. Why I thought I started back today I’m not too sure, but I was certain I was due to come back today. My parents were too, but I think they just wanted shot of me lazing around the house. Campus is empty, the wes is on holiday hours, but at least Rob’s here and the library’s open. It’ll give me chance to get some work done.