19 March 2013

Daily Diary: 18th March

This morning seems like such a long time ago. It felt like more than a day had passed between the time I said goodbye to Michael this morning and the time we spoke on skype later tonight. Last night was so short it feels like just a dream, but an amazing one at that. I miss him already. It was like as soon as I realised he was actually here, he was gone again.
I can't wait until next week. Twelve days together is going to be unbelievable. It'll be great to show Michael the places where I grew up and where I love most.

11 March 2013

Daily Diary: 11th March

Most days are pretty similar; get up, go to lectures or labs, come back to my room, attempt to get some work done, make myself some dinner, spend far to much time on the internet and watching youtube videos/tv programmes...and the part I spend all day looking forward to, talking to Michael on skype. Those days, for the most part, are quite boring. At a later date I won't remember anything specific about what happened. It takes something special to make a day memorable. I remember everyday me and Michael have spent together. Each and every one of those days was special, more than special but I can't think of a word.
He came to stay this weekend. It was special for no more than the reason that we were together. He left this morning and tonight we were back to talking on skype. It doesn't feel right, we should be together. I can't wait until the day that we do move in together and can be with each other everyday.

Not as good as it looked on the plate (as this was leftover), but this is what Michael made on Saturday. Minted lamb courgettes, with potato dauphinoise.

5 March 2013

Daily Diary: 5th March

Though it did not last long enough, I slept well last night. I slept peacefully, happy, with so much hope for the future. With Michael, we've talked about our hopes and dreams and made plans for the future. The way we talk about these things and both want the same things gives me hope that one day they can happen, that our dreams can come true.
It was a bit bright outside walking to my lecture this morning. It was also quite possibly warm enough for me not to have been wearing my scarf, although I think that's just habit. The weather's lovely today and I hope it continues until the weekend. It does seem a shame that i'm spending the day sat in lecture theatres.
My favourite subject that we're currently studying at University is cell biology. It's been interesting learning about the various organelles within the cell and the processes going on. When I turned up to the lecture this morning and found out it was a lecture on photosynthesis I instantly lost interest.
We unfortunately had the same lecturer talking about a similar topic for the next lecture. He put on the slide show of the presentation but found the writing was a faded grey colour that we couldn't read. He then went to change this but didn't know how to get out of the slideshow. The only thing it seemed he knew how to do on the computer was to press 'Ctrl' + 'Alt' + 'delete'. So the next 5 minutes were wasted waiting for the lecturer to work out how to use a computer.

1 March 2013

Daily Diary: March 1st

Michael, my boyfriend, came to stay with me last night. It was short but sweet, and i'm so happy that I didn't have to wait another week to see him again.
He didn't arrive until around half past seven last night. It wasn't until a couple of hours later that we decided that getting something to eat was a good idea. Michael made a sausage casserole using what little food I have stocked in the kitchen. I tried to help out where I could and it turned out tasting very good. Whilst it was cooking in the oven we went down to Asda quickly to get ingredients for dessert, also made by Michael. Both were very filling and I couldn't eat that much.

Sausage Casserole...tasted very good!

Shortbread, mascarpone cheese, honey and blueberries...yummy dessert!

 It was a late and sleepless night, but I didn't mind as I got to spend the night laying beside the person I love more than I can believe. When the alarms started going off in the morning I spent about an hour trying to get Michael to wake up and get out of bed. The last thing I wanted was for him to leave but I knew he had to. The worst part is saying goodbye, I hate it. I spend the following days missing him and looking forward to the next time that we see each other.
Right now i'm in a lecture on metabolism. So far the lecturer has spent the first 20 minutes repeating the second half of the last lecture. Then he's just amazed me by including photos in his presentation slides! Usually it's just black writing on white slides...boring!