Friday Week 4

I like the middle of term, and I like Lent term, so this is a good time of year for me.

The nights are drawing out, and since I follow similar patterns through the weeks I can watch spring encroach. Most of the country's had snow; in fact, judging by the news, it seems that Lancaster and the Fylde are their own impenetrable microcosm, meteorologically opposed to everywhere else in the UK. Everywhere else is under a thick blanket of snow. It's meant we've had some beautiful days, though, crisp and clear. I'm in the Reading Room, which has a massive window (two storey, length of the library) looking out across the edge of campus, and a few miles to Morecambe Bay... it's a pretty stunning view today.

Friday means the library is quiet, only people who really want to be here are. It gives the place a good vibe. Half of us are probably blogging, but there's something positive about it all. It's really calm. In general I like the start of term around campus, in the learning areas, because people aren't frantic - there aren't deadlines. The student body is segregated, into natural groupings, those no uneasiness - the library isn't filled with the noisy, who want quick fix answers so they can go off and party; it's left to those who really love the place, and what it represents - learning, knowledge. It's strange, I look around and I know most of the people here (we're the people who are around on a Friday afternoon, at this time in the term) even though I've never spoken to them.

This week I think I've been more popular than I've ever been in my life - literally. I wrote '25 random things...' about myself, in reply to a Facebook thread, and I seem to have impressed a lot of people - even people I've never met. I didn't put a lot of thought into it, it was just a means to procrastinate at the start of the week. It's strange... it's really nice, but strange all the same. As a result, tonight we're going out - someone got in touch and invited us out in Blackpool, someone who we've not spoken to in ages. It's quite funny - we thought it was an invite from someone else (because we didn't have either of these people's numbers stored on our phone). We accepted the invite, but the way the reply to this message was written made me think it wasn't quite right. A little investigation confirmed it was from someone *completely* different. I'm very glad we realised before we went out - it would have been very anticlimactic to find out on arrival.

I'd been so excited about going out with the original person I ended biting the bullet and asking them out... Raine and I fell out with him about a year ago, he screwed us over, but a few weeks ago he sent a complete apology. It was a complete surprise - we never expected an apology, because things had ended pretty nastily and conclusively. It meant a lot. He'd been our best friend for a while. So tonight we ride - the three of us again! I think it's going to be pretty wild.