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Feb. 11th, 2012 07:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windemereApparently, Leicester has a Quidditch team. And they practice on Sunday mornings in the park. I was going to do work tomorrow, but...most of it can wait (except the scholarship application for a scholarship I might actually have a chance at.)
I called in my first noise complaint today. Since the gentleman above me has been causing a headache for weeks, I feel I'm doing pretty good. Of course, whoever it was who answered the RA phone happened to be visiting Chantel when I called. She was laughing in the background and said to say 'hi'. Friends in high places are good friends (as are all others). The accomodation service must hate me, considering how many times my name comes up, but someone has to be the one to make honest complaints, otherwise nothing happens. This year, apparently, it's me.
I might have had two doughnuts and a chocolate bar today. Because I forgot about the doughnuts until after I'd eaten the chocolate bar. There goes 8 days of being good! I went for a second walk to make up for it...well, as much as that can make up for it. To be fair, they were mini-doughnuts and it was a small chocolate bar. But when the first ingredient of each is 'sugar', I know I'm being bad. I just can't seem to kick the sugar habit this time! I am trying not to hate myself for having no will power, but when I end up feeling like crap because I have no will power, it's pretty hard not to hate myself for being weak.
Had a workable PhD thought today. Did all five of the ways to happiness. Not bad for a Saturday.
I called in my first noise complaint today. Since the gentleman above me has been causing a headache for weeks, I feel I'm doing pretty good. Of course, whoever it was who answered the RA phone happened to be visiting Chantel when I called. She was laughing in the background and said to say 'hi'. Friends in high places are good friends (as are all others). The accomodation service must hate me, considering how many times my name comes up, but someone has to be the one to make honest complaints, otherwise nothing happens. This year, apparently, it's me.
I might have had two doughnuts and a chocolate bar today. Because I forgot about the doughnuts until after I'd eaten the chocolate bar. There goes 8 days of being good! I went for a second walk to make up for it...well, as much as that can make up for it. To be fair, they were mini-doughnuts and it was a small chocolate bar. But when the first ingredient of each is 'sugar', I know I'm being bad. I just can't seem to kick the sugar habit this time! I am trying not to hate myself for having no will power, but when I end up feeling like crap because I have no will power, it's pretty hard not to hate myself for being weak.
Had a workable PhD thought today. Did all five of the ways to happiness. Not bad for a Saturday.
