So, 7 weeks into Uni and all is great so far. Brilliant tutors (1 of whom is an Ilford Master Printer ). People on the course are great, funny as fook and daft as a brush too. So naturally we get along like a house on fire

Work load's been mental upto now, tho interim deadline has passed so things have quietened down.

As for my flatmates in Halls... Well it has to be said, this flat is fast becoming legendary. There's me & Katie who are English, then there's Violet who's Chinese, Luana who's Romanian and Simone who's German.

Luana is completely bonkers. We started out ok, she was unbearably nice but she had the anoying habit of squeaking when she got excited whilst talking to her boyfriend. This reached fever pitch and the rest of us got pissed off with it. How do you ask someone to keep their squeaking to a minimum? In a note actually. I just couldn't ask her to her face. Anyway she took HUGE offence to the note. She implied i was asking her to stop talking to her family and suddenly i was being heartless & defamatory (heartless despite helping her on countless occasions (inclcuding ordering her porn cos she couldnt)). Anyway we haven't spoken since. Which suits me cos a, there's been no squeaking and b, she doesnt come knocking at my door 20 times a day.

Oh and yesterday her inability to cook came shining through in brilliant form. She took a frying pan, put in half an inch of water, and placed an egg in it. This is her way of boiling an egg when she cant find her other pan. I was actually gobsmacked.

Simone is being very German. In that she is trying to control the whole flat by making us scrub it top to bottom even tho it is actually clean. No one has done this yet so her plan isn't working.

Violet is small and quiet, except when she has friends over and then you can't get a word in edgeways, but it's very cool listening to the chinese language.

And Katie is very much like me so we're fine. We stalk my very sexy tutor in the library on a tuesday morning and she's very jealous that he is my personal tutor while she is stuck with an awkward bloke who thinks swearing is the height of cool but who wont look at you while he talks to you.

So all in all, life is very good at the mo. Darkroom is the most amazing part. You can't beat working in film.

Anyway, if you made it this far well done. I just needed to ramble for a bit. Tata!