Spring Term Part 2 - Or - The Momentary Life of a Cadbury's Creme Egg

Ever wondered just how long a Cadbury's Creme Egg will last in my possession? Not even 30 seconds, I've just discovered, thanks to the lingering Easter spirit of the people who came to check my room over Spring Break (they left me a Creme Egg with my report, in case you hadn't guessed).

But my gluttony aside, I'm back in Plymouth and the coastal academic life after a tricky journey to Paddington just to get here! Bakerloo line not serving Paddington, Circle Line closed, my own train delayed. I know I was reluctant to come back but this was a bit extreme. Regardless I'm here now and have just submitted my first assignment - the second I'll look over tomorrow (and see just how bad my waffle really is! *cries*)

I'm definitely missing my dear boyfriend Jackson already *real tears* but thankfully this is the shortest period between holidays so I'm on the home stretch you might say.

There isn't a lot to say otherwise. I've surprised myself with how good [I think] my work (now submitted) is, and I'm going to give myself a reward in the form of (apart from the ephemeral Creme Egg) some Netflix! Breaking Bad maybe....though I have been powering through Season 2 of Daredevil while at home...I'll think on it.

P.s. Do not underestimate the power of Cajun spice - I 'over-Cajuned' by beans on toast earlier!