I have just been eating the most heavenly tiny tub of strawberry yoghurt ever. I now know what I shall say if I ever become famous for something and they ask me one of those silly questions like "What do you want your last meal on Earth to be?". I want it to be standing in the kitchen at midnight eating unassuming, simple, wholesome ice cold strawberry yoghurt WITHOUT actual pieces of strawberry.
I'm happy these days. Sometimes restless, sometimes scared, sometimes longing stupidly and impossibly for impossible things, yet I'm happy. Today Dr. Callus saw me in the corridor and asked me how I was doing, and told me to go talk to him in his office tomorrow, just to keep him updated with my situation. It was very kind of him. I hope everything shall be okay. I'm really really happy in B.A. English. It's just worth the hard work. I hope they'll let me stay in second year, even though I seem to have acquired a calmness that is astounding me and I've quit worrying about the whole thing.
I shall sign off now, not a particularly remarkable blog, but I just felt like writing something down. And this song reminds me of when I was around fourteen and used to dream of having perfect days and walks in the parks with some great guy I was madly in love with. Dear me, I think I still dream that. Don't know what's with this video though. Lots of shoes.
Till next time
Take care
Lizzy
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