Give me more hours in a day!

I have no idea where all my time goes. I'm sorry. I'm trying. The time eating monster is after me. First comes the “How I played with a sword” story and then the boring update(and a couple of pictures! I actually have some pictures this time! Exciting, ain't it?).

Soooo....I went to the Viking meeting last Sunday. I had fun(no pictures of that, sorry, but I did get to wear a huge metal helmet padded with smelly fur on the inside. I don't recommend it). Now, you all know I am not exactly the sanest person in the whole wide world. Not by far. What you didn't know is that I am probably the only person in the whole wide world who thinks sword fighting is boring. I wanted to pull out a book while training. It was that boring. But the great part is that we also did archery training and I loved that. Just call me Wilhelm Tell! I even have battle wounds(yes, still do, despite the fact that this was 5 days ago). You know why archers wear those big leather thingies on their hands when they're shooting? Neither did I before last Sunday, don't worry( I'm talking about these, people). Because apparently if you don't wear them or if you are like me, and wear a short one, you get bruised when the string of the bow goes back after you shoot. You live and learn. I've been showing my war wounds to random people(no, I'm not going around and showing strangers my bruise...it's more like “And how with the Vikings?” “Great, wannaseemybruisedoyoudoyoudoyou?”. They might think I'm disturbed. Sadly that was my only training so far because apparently they like to work chemistry students and the Vikings were preparing the sword fighters for the battle tomorrow. Maybe next week(and don't worry, I'm not going to post pictures of my bruises here-although I have some. That's disgusting even for me).

I wrote my first lab report this week. It wasn't so bad. If only Julya(my melting point machine, of course) didn't hate me. It's hard to explain(well, not hard but long and I am too lazy to type it all up and plus it's quite boring). Suffice to say I spent 2 and a half hours out of three and a half hours watching tiny tubes filled with substances with impossible names and waiting for them to melt. My life is so exciting. The other hour was spent trying to get substances with the impossible names into tiny tubes. *sings “Don't you wish your life was hot like mine?”*

Nothing else exciting is happening. I'm not sure I have time for anything to happen. I bought ear plugs and then remembered I hate ear plugs. I'm probably gonna go tomorrow and take a walk around the city so there might be some more pictures. If I gte up too late I'll just leave it for Sunday. Or Tuesday(Mondays are crazy.)

And now for the three pictures you have all been waiting for!

But to get them, we shall play a guessing game! Gather round, children!

Who can guess what was the first thing I bought in England? Come on, don't be shy! I won't stick you in the melting point machine if you get it wrong, I promise. Any guesses? Scroll down for the answer!
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.Well done! Of course it was coffee!



And now for your prize(clicks make them bigger...it's magic or something). This is Victoria Park, the absolutely lovely place that is right next to my uni. Jealous?

(I don't really like how this picture turned out but I'm posting it anyway so you can see my uni and the three towers. The one in the middle supposedly looks like a cheese grater. I wonder how many beers you have to drink before you can see that one!)



This is the perfect place if you want to read in the grass or watch big guys playing sports. For the love of the sports, of course, nothing more!


And this is one of the paths...lovely, isn't it?