Whoops...

I woke up in a fluster today as I set my alarm at 8.30am when I have a 9am lecture!? WHAT WAS I DOING!? I’ve had too weeks off and I guess I’m just out of a routine. I got in the car without shoes or socks on and only half a Berocca as my breakfast. I made it to the lecture room just in time, only to be told that it had been cancelled because the lecturer was ill.
SO. ANGRY.
However I hunted down a course mate and we collapsed on the comfy sofas in Costa to set the worlds to right for an hour, so that was some sort of reconciliation. Still annoying though. Caramel lattes make everything better though.

I headed to Gibb afterwards to go and prise Ol out of bed, and when he headed off to the library to do some research and get some photography books out, I used his laptop to do a bit of work myself. The fire alarm went off and I took a peak out the window to see how many people were actually leaving the building. I saw two or three mosey out and decided it wasn’t worth going outside for. Stubborn as I am, 15 mins later the alarm was still going off and I was still inside and so I finally decided to take another look out the window… only to see a total of THREE fire engines and hundreds of people huddled behind a flock of firemen out there now.... oops.

Only then did I grab my shoes and coat and scuttle out the building, where on my way sheepishly out the door a very angry receptionist grabbed me and bollocked me for being so stupid. I explained it wasn’t my halls and I was just in someone’s room, and made up some crap excuse about not having heard the alarm as “I had headphones on”. She scowled and took down Oli’s room number and floor, and spat in my face saying that he’d get a disciplinary letter for my 'idiocy'. Sucks to be him!

Everyone outside found it pretty funny, however, and three minutes later the alarm stopped and we were all allowed back in. Silly woman. “YOU COULD HAVE BEEN BURNT ALIVE!” By some toast? I don’t think so….