One of those days

Some days half the town gets up just to tick you off.

Or at least that's what it feels like. Everybody seems to be walking on your side of the street, your tutor picks on you in the one tut this week you didn’t have time to prepare for, and you might be brave enough to taste the dining hall food, once you figure out what it is. Add to that not enough sleep and a sudden bout of homesickness and homicide seems like a great idea.

At times like these I am quite tempted to indulge myself in fantasies reminiscent of a Tess Gerritsen novel, an idea which would not go down too well if acted upon. Alternatively, it’s fun to practice a good “death stare” on select people. When all else fails, defenestration is a delightful pastime, anyone who has thrown anything out of a second story window will know that as long as it goes splat it’s highly fulfilling.

I guess it’s hard to admit that even after three terms here, at times you aren’t as well adjusted as you thought. Especially with approaching exams, tension is building steadily. Even homesickness creeps up unexpectedly. The important thing is to shrug it off, carry on, and soon the cloudy times will have passed.

Today the sun is shining.