When I pulled out the piece of BSB red A2 card, I was greeted not by images of Father Christmas, but by another familiar character:
Nothing says Merry Chritmas like Darth Vader eh? (By the way, Concon did apologise for the spelling error).
But my favourite part of the card isn't the art work, it's what's inside: messages from the year 6 kids at the British School of Beijing. Conor is their TA this year, I was their TA last year.
I miss those kids so much sometimes. The other night I had a dream where I was back there and Katherine gave me a hug and it was adorable! So this made my day and also distracted me for a long time from the beauty that is revising the genetics of evolution...FUN!
Well, the weather outside is frightful, all rainy and gloomy and cold. Definitely indoor weather which I suppose makes revision slightly more bearable since I can't be frolicking outside, but it is quite depressing. And it's odd to think that I missed this weather when I was away! But nevertheless, I have been driven to creating an Imaginary Beach Party playlist on Spotify, which carries me off to some tropical island paradise where a party is in full swing and I can dance the night away. I never used to really go for tropical island dream- biiiiig open beaches depress me sometimes...they seem so empty and far too big. I remember being on a beach in Cyprus when I was younger and it was miiiiiilles away from anything. The land was so flat for miles around and so this beach felt really desolate and lonely. I'd just like to state for the record that my awesome beach party wouldn't feel lonely or desolate at all, but amazing and friendly and EVERYONE would be having fun. And you're invited.
Anyway, must get back to revision. No really, I must. I'm sorry but I really can't stay! Please let me leave! Aw cheers.
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