Roads to Safe Places

The weather has been absolutely mad lately! There has been ice and snow around the end of January, but now the spring is upon is with a force that is almost tangible. I love spring, the weather, the force with which the sun warms everything up, the birds singing again, how everybody seems to be happier, the icy wind which freezes me every morning when we go to the uni, everything. Not interesting news, I know.

But there is nothing new (apart from Crocky's birthday in three days and my woes at finding the time to obtain her gift... which I won't discuss here, with the nosy bugger sitting right next to me). At the uni, we get the exams back these days, everything went well. Except for Literature, which annoys me no ends, but that's nothing new. Russian is great, English Language is great, Psychology is boring. Same as usual.

Oooh, and I love my uni at Hamburg. My wonderful professor accepted the transcript I handed in late after all. She had said we could hand it in whenever we want, but she'd like to have everything by the end of the holidays... the last holidays. But she accepted it! Whee!!

What else? Oh. I have a tree fetish, it is official. I love trees. I hug trees (well, no, I don't. But it's close!). I take pictures of trees. Why? Trees are absolutely great. Example:

( More trees )

Choir has been pretty hard yesterday, with me not being able to do sight reading, us being surrounded by screaming hordes of sopranos once more (grrr.), my voice not being able to make itself heard, all of us constantly singing the wrong line.. the usual. On a happier note - there was a new girl in the choi, Morwen, who knows Julez aka SnapeRulez. She seems to be in her Slavonic's course. The world is sooo small sometimes.

Off to a meeting of my charity. It seems that we are really getting somewhere at the moment. Our six-hour fundraising event at a Sainsbury's this Wednesday raised an impressive amount of £117. I would have never, ever expected that!