Thursday

Yesterday I got up late. I had a lesson at 11, which I went to. It turned out that they had no keys for the lockers and I would have to go upstairs. I wasn't going to do that as my lesson was downstairs so he let me go down after a bit of pleading. When I got down there it turned out that no one turned up as there wasn't a lesson. I was very annoyed at this and I went upstairs and lazed about. I texted Stephen and he said that there wasn't a lesson. Urgh
While I was waiting there the phd guy from Leicester (called Martin) came to chat to me. He reminded me that I didn't have my last lecture of the day either. We had a cool chat about archaeology, dissertations and languages. During which I was also texting Stephen about the lesson. Eventually I got hungry and went home.
I went home, got lunch and then a few hours later started to feel really ill. This went on for hours, and I had to cancel the plans I had for the night. I was sad at that. By the time I went to bed I was feeling alot better