black notebook

This is a horrible feeling. I've lost my precious black notebook and I have no idea where it is. It acted as my diary when I was on a holiday in Australia and in Vietnam and it is those memories that I can't bear to part with.

The week marks the start of lectures and of course university life. I crashed 4 lectures this week - sociology of education, theatre studies, introduction to philosophy and forensic science. They were all interesting in their own rights compared to my plain ol' boring lectures.