The Dream

Eating at the Ice Cream Parlour with Kirsty is a dream come true!

Cozying up with the blanket dreaming about that special someone, which at the moment is my ex - time to move on?

The highlight of living in halls is when I hear one of my flatmates sing, wailing away to some Yellowcard song whilst he's blow drying his hair - oh yeah.

I've scanned away my registry document - fingers crossed the application for the bursary goes well!

Now i shall attempt to make this day a productive one.

Women at Work

Last night, preparing 'Christmas Dinner.' The boys sat and watched housewives in the making.

The turkey sandwiches taste so much better today.

Studying & Thinking About Food

Studying my ass off today 'cause I was lazy yesterday

and did nothing at all.

Tonight we're having Christmas dinner at the flat, however don't really know how much of a proper dinner it will be since I believe that two of my favourite flatmates are making turkey sandwiches (- not real food)! My contribution to the buffet-styled affair will be:

- Swedish meat balls (what makes Swedish meatballs Swedish?)

- mini sausages ('prinskorv' aka "prince sausages")

- lingon berry sauce

- creamy pepper sauce

- boiled carrots and broccoli (no one really eats vegetables in my flat)

- cupcakes (buying them from Greggs)

I've come to the conclusion that maybe a lot of students here in Dundee weren't encouraged to try new foods, and mature in their taste for food, as we were in Sweden. It's considered lame and pathetic not to try new things back home. Here? It's the fucking norm.

I'm preparing for the only degree exam that I have left,

International Business Environment.

I need my chocolate and clementines (et al) when I study,

that's why I keep going to the gym so often.