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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

The timetable of the summer school is starting to weigh me down. A day at school follows the course as set out below, with absolutely no room for variation:

7.30am – Get up.
8.00am – Breakfast in main hall (for me, this means 2 overcooked quorn sausages, and two slices of cold toast with ketchup and two cups of strong black coffee)
8.45am – Set off for medical school.
9.00am – Lab work begins
10.30am – Coffee break
12.30pm – Lunch in hospital canteen (invariably a baked potato with baked beans, because the veggie options look vile)
1.30pm – Lab work continues
4.30pm – Lab work ends, head back to halls.
4.45pm – Lie down and watch one episode of Seinfeld on laptop.
5.45pm – Wake up and go to dinner in main hall (usually some kind of quorn)
7.00pm – Tutorial in maths and physics department
9.00pm – Back to halls. Write up lab book notes.
10.00pm – Lie down and watch one episode of Seinfeld on laptop.
11.00pm – Wake up, brush teeth, go to bed again.

I like the security of it. I have always found that I very quickly and comfortably adapt to any institutional life. Being told what to do and when and where to do it is greatly comfortable for me. I think I’d really like a sheltered life. The “real world” has started to fall away from us all. None of us have been paying attention to news, we’ve all forgotten to keep up to date with what’s happening outside of anywhere but the grounds of Nottingham University. I’m exhausted, but I’m loving it.


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