Bohemia Bunny

Sleeping on a cloud

January 11th, 2005 by lynn under Uncategorized

I went to buy a pillow yesterday from the town centre. It cost 10 dollars and was a good bargain. My old one was filled with cotton, and I bought it before embarking on my uni adventure. It got all lumpy and flat. I’d have gotten better support by sleeping on my blanket.

The new one is made of polyester, which doesn’t flatten so easily. It looked so fat and round in the pillowcase, in contrast to the old one. And when I lay down on it, whoa.

It was fluffy, light and positively blissful. It was really like sleeping on a cloud, or on cotton candy. It bounced back, but it wasn’t a solid mass pushing your head around. Aaaahhh. A good night’s sleep at last.

I had my first lecture of the term yesterday as well, and it was also my first late lecture. It begins at 6 pm and ends at 8, which is the last lecture slot available. Lecture timings are standard across most of the faculties, because of cross-faculty classes. So this is the ‘late’ class because the sky is dark by the time lecture is over. Thank God I live on campus. It seems so awfully lonely, taking a bus ride back home to a cold dinner. Eating dinner alone at the table just doesn’t have the same feel as tucking in with your family.

I was supposed to go down to Town (as opposed to town) today to buy my textbook, but I ended up doing much more. I went to buy lingerie instead. I’m making myself over bit by bit. Today I wore a spag-strap top to class, and put on lip colour. I figure I might as well use it, there’s way too much to be just “for the weekends”. Unfortunately the makeup routine resulted in my being late to meet someone selling me a secondhand textbook.

I keep getting emails from other undergrads looking to sell their textbooks to us, the new students. I got a pretty good deal on my books, because these email senders seem to be overcharging. Hah! I have all my boo-ooks. Now I need to read them. Darn. That’s the hard part, isn’t it?

Oh, and I helped out a part-timer job person. I did a survey while shopping. I don’t usually like doing surveys on the road because the survey takers will pressure you to leave your particulars, and I don’t like that. But this one was just an opinion survey so I didn’t mind. I feel like a less-bad person today.