Oxford In Spires
#acrostic challenge [O]xford inspires, universities tide to the Isis, basking in [X]enophilia every language here is a masters but [F]or me it is the green trees, the history [O]xford city a bike...
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#acrostic challenge [O]xford inspires, universities tide to the Isis, basking in [X]enophilia every language here is a masters but [F]or me it is the green trees, the history [O]xford city a bike...
I've missed two weeks' worth of blogging because I've been so busy... Should I do a catch-up. I think I might. I get exam results on Thursday.., bit nervous.
Johnny, Hi. I tried to call you today but it went straight to answer phone. You probably don't have signal but I can't help but worry; we both know you need looking after.
Johnny, It's Friday. That means its drinking time. You'll be pleased to know I'm feeling better - not sick anymore.
Chapter 10: I sat my parents down in the dining room to explain to them the decision I had made.
(What else was I supposed to call it?) Power cut today in Sunny Scotland (or should that be haily Scotland?) So much hail it looked like it'd been snowing.
Tomorrow I am leaving for my university to begin a new semester after having such a long break (4 months!) there isn't much of a wifi service there so I doubt I'll have enough time to browse through...
My nineteenth birthday was definitely one to remember. My friends at uni surprised me with a cake and presents.
Warning - this is more of a public diary entry than a blog. So I haven't written for a while, at I'm at a loss to know where to begin to be honest.
My calculus uni professor who called himself "Dr Bastard" refused to endorse textbooks and instead wrote a series of booklets with his own little words of "inspiration"...
Dad nagging sis to tell me to revise...even sis is like what makes u think she'll listen to me. Dad says I can't go Philipines this summer which I'm upset about.
~ Ok, I've filed this under story, but it's more of a non-fiction recount; a sort of memory reconstruction. I hope you all like it.
Chapter 2. April 2006 Her beautiful green eyes searched mine from across the dance floor, I smiled and she mirrored me with her perfect smile.
During my second year of university our professor gave us a quiz.
The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington engineering mid-term.