ktenology

Last night there were two stupid fire alarms in college, one at about quarter past two and another at half past three wtf. I'd just got to sleep in time for the first one, nearly had a heart attack cause I'd just started a weird dream. I can't even remember what it was, it was just really uneasy-feeling, like it was coming up for a nightmare. I was vaguely irritated by the first one. By the second fire alarm I'd just got to sleep again, and I was livid.

I like the word livid. It sounds malevolent when you say it. I was very malevolent that night. Waking up for my lecture at 9am today, I was still directing malignant thoughts at whichever hapless, oblivious idiot who'd ruined my sleep. I would be so embarrassed if that was me wtf. I hope they realise they inconvenienced literally everyone in the college, and feel adequately guilty that their desire for a drunken late-night toastie caused everyone else trouble.

Don't wake me up from my sleep, okay?

Come the glorious revolution, fire-alarm-setter-offers will be the first on the block. Incidentally, I found a new word today. Ktenology. It is the science of putting people to death. Jacking it for my novels, hahaha. Sounds exactly right for a regime trying to  justify public executions. 

I have to finish my genetics summative before friday, but I got tons done so that's just fine. Just got to finish the additional question and conclusion orz. No one else on my corridor understands the amount of pride I've taken in my A4 piece of paper with a circle and five labels drawn on it. Restriction mapping is time consuming!!
Plasmids are fun, kids.

Absolutely no writing of any sort planned for this week, cause I have to pack up my room to prepare to go home. College refunds me some for the trouble, but even so. Do you know how many postcards I have on my wall? It'll take me an hour just to get them all down OTL. And the amount of useless tat and rubbish I can accumulate in eight weeks is terrifying. It must be a talent.