The Last Week of May
On 25th May last year, I woke, ate, dressed, and walked to West Sands to watch the sunrise. At 3:30am. It was during one of the strangest weeks I've ever had.
My final exam of first year (Great Ideas 2) was on Monday, the 23rd. It didn't go very well, but I was so relieved to be finished. That was in the afternoon, and I spent the evening in the common room with Mike, watching films and drinking gin and tonic. I got drunk.
I don't remember what I did on Tuesday, but by the evening I realised that I wasn't interested ...