"Cookies?" "They're Christmas Cookies."

"...Detergent, bugger."

I knew I'd forgotten something, but standing in the University Laundrette, surrounded by guys who were at least a year older, more confident than me, and with friends; I didn't want to be spending too long thinking...

In my naivette I also thought that the washer would take, at most, 20 minutes. Boy was I wrong...after standing there for 40 minutes my first washer finished, followed shortly by the second. Unfortunately because the washer's were twice as expensive as I thought they'd be, and having to use twice as many washers as well; I didn't have enough for the dryer.

After reporting all this to my Mother I was ordered back to the Laundrette to use a dryer for the wettest of my items, I came back and ironed for an hour and a half, which is strangely relaxing (even if it did make my cell feel like a sauna). I've decided I'll go do a proper wash on Thursday, when I have 6 hours free between classes.

Other than that, I was introduced to three pieces of coursework today in my three classes. All of which don't look too hard, and I'm rather looking forward to the IT parts. Though I was offended when they suggested we buy a book on how to Photoshop. PSHAW! I didn't spend two years on an Art A Level for nothing!

-Ross