Beautiful Day

It’s gorgeous weather up here in Liverpool, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I have an essay to write.

It’s definitely sod’s law that as soon as I have work to do, the clouds part and the sun comes out. It’s even more annoying because my room window in my halls of residence is facing right onto the field at the back, where literally the whole world are lying on blankets, playing frisbee, rubbing it in my face that I can’t go out and join them. Damn them!

My essay is on the mafia, and it’s only a draft, but it’s still important and it has to be done (as my mother would say). I just hope that I can stop procrastinating by writing this blog and get on with it, and if I finish it in the next few hours, I can go out and soak up some vitamin…D? Anyway, essay writing, ho!