Have a Duvet Day

Today I had an official duvet day. Yes. Except, I pretty much stayed in bed (fully clothed, mind, i'm not that lazy!) so it was more like a...bed day. Hmm. I was working, I just woke up with a stinky stinky cold and rubbish headache. Lameage.

It's ok, I read a fair bit of Accordion Crimes (not really into it yet, but we English students press on!), watched Shadowlands and helped Benny revise some more. Hilarious consequences yet again; Can anyone decipher quite what I was thinking when I sent her away to her exam remembering, 'Rhino Candy Bins?' Yeah, it was funny, but you prolly had to be there.

The result of this was her hasty escape to Sweden; land of blondes and Ikea. And Abba. We remaining Safari girls who can't be galavanting off to foreign lands went to CU. (I'd had a nap, it's ok my headache had its butt kicked by pills, thanks for asking.) It was really good tonight. No compromise. Community. Power of the Gospel. Suffering & Seeking Oppurtunities. Sweet!

Somehow I ended the evening by having a picnic with friends in my room. Excellence. Can't be beaten. Now I'm going to bed...again.
Later days! xx

A Weekend to Remember

The Big Sleep Out 2006 is done. It was amazing. So many stories to tell and funny things to remember. I couldn't have done it without my wonderful wonderful team, and the support of everyone who sponsored.

Please hit my Myspace blog for details (its reeeeally long!) of what went on. Keep praying for the people in Pakistan this Christmas as you wrap up warm with mulled wine and mince pies. And please remember the homeless on our very own streets. They need our thoughts and prayers as much as the people miles and miles away. Brian, 'Santa', 'John', Bonnie, to name just a few.

After a thoroughly lazy day on Saturday, the Safari girls, joined by the girls of mayfield road, piled into Buster, Lowns' little car, and went on a girlies road trip to Sarah's grandparents house in Chideock, Dorset. We went for a VERY muddy walk up Golden Cap - yeah, I was doing so well until right at the end and I hit the ground like a sack o' potatoes. Dang slippery mud. It went all over the seat of my jeans. nice. Benny went over too, in fact I think Sarah was the only one who stayed standing! Peter and Sheila made us a delicious roast, complete with the best ever beef sauce. Mmmmmm. Wonderful.

Aaaah, almost Christmas. x

Good things take time, but great things happen all at once.

I had never been to Pompey before, so it really was an adventure when I went to visit lil' brudder Nick. He can make it on his own!!!
We had a wonderful exploring day; discovering cheaper-than-poundland shops, the best EVER sweetie shop, and an old timey record shop. Aaaah, twas wonderful. And because we're responsible adventurers, we left a trail of two doughnuts so that we could find our way home.
I met Nicks lovely halls of residence (wasn't much of a coversationalist, though), and two of his flatmates. He has a beautiful view of the sea from his window.
It was sad when home time came around, but the day was grrrreat and I had a happy train ride home.
Soundtrack of the Day: Adventure - Be Your Own Pet

Yesterday was the progressive supper. (That's a supper where poor and hungersome Freshers move from house to house for each course. Sometimes called a moving meal. Or begging.) I'm going to be honest, we really weren't very well prepared. Still, we pulled it together and ended up having good food and, better still, great company! Our freshers were lovely, and we Safari girls were also joined by the girls of Mayfield rd and Tom. So it was a full house - the more the merrier! The conversation couldn't have been more varied (dreams, languages, dreaming in foreign languages, abolishing time keeping in favour of living longer, the drama of neighbours...) but it was fab! Yay!

I watched The Beat That My Heart Skipped in bed. It's a French movie. Pianist/dodgy real estate guy has to deal with the demons of his past - concert pianist mother died, real estate father is struggling with debt and bad health, dodgy collegues & deals, and his mothers manager who offers him a piano audition even though he hasnt played for 10yrs. It sounds weird. But it's really good, actually! If you can manage the subtitles, it's really very good. And Romain Duris is fantastic in the lead as a slightly disturbed, but intensely passionate pianist. Give it a go. Try it yourself!!

Wow. That's what happens when you don't blog for a few days. I'll try not to let it happen again. It's just that lots of good stuff happened!! What can you do?!