Ah, lectures. How I have missed them. Getting up in a morning and joining the heaving multitude of students thronging the pavements. Chemists have 9 and 10 o'clock lectures Monday to Friday. No morning lie-ins this term. This could be bad news.   After lectures, we had to go and sign up for practical sessions. This was confusing since no-one knew what they had to do, so we all milled around and generally got things mixed up. I'm working with Vicki, so there should be no bloodshed in the labs. She keeps a cool head whilst I run around in a panic. This seems to work well.   Once this was done we had a minute to get from the labs to college for a class with Dr. Greene. We were late. The class went reasonably well since I had managed to get 62% in my exam. This was a novelty.   After the class, the only thing left was to do some tutorial work. This somehow got delayed a few hours, so it hasn't really progressed as far as it could have done. I'm attempting to type my tutorial work, so that I can edit and add to it later. The text is fine, but the diagrams are slow going. I may give up and draw them on later. A cop out, but a valid one I feel. Chris has no work to do, and is complaining about being bored. Mark and I want to damage the ungrateful sod.
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