Last night I fell asleep thinking about waking up in the Villa Royale, Paris, on the 16th of January… My 21st birthday. Caroline and I had been planning it since we got back in September.
Today I went to a horrible lecture only to find out I have a networking exam that morning! Instead of being woken by the sound of the most tuneful Parisian birds perched on the balcony, it will be rather atonal sound of my alarm clock to tell me to get out of bed, take a miserable bus journey and sit for two hours in a freezing cold gym hall.
That was the one thing I had to look forward to.
