Day 89
I was on my way to Kjersti's for our first hot chocolate session in a fair while, when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and realised what an utter stereotypical student I have become. Trackies, plimsoles, baggy top, and a bottle of wine. To be fair, the wine wasn't mine, I was re-uniting it was Kieran after Saturday night, but still. Ah well, I'm happy. Got a decent review for my philosophy journal, I swear the meeting with Neil ended with the words "Good grade, good grade". Smashing.
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