R.I.P

I'm finally rested after a week of late nights and eventful (and mostly happy) happenings! Slept thru till 4pm (with a short interlude arnd noon), waking up to see the sky begin to turn dark. Feels good really, just to sleep in and feel the world go by outside (not that there's much of a world to go by arnd warwick). Still, the dominant thought in my mind is that preferred activities and friends have settled already. So life around here has more of a mould than it did in term 1 when i was just groping arnd desperately. Seems like many weekends starting late Feb's gonna be spent in London! Oh no. That means many backbreaking hours on the damn bus. =/