But now it’s 10 trebles later and your alarm’s going off. It’s 9am seminar time.
You feel like you’ve been hit in the head with a sledgehammer and if you move you might just throw up. The cold half eaten garlic mayo covered kebab next to you isn’t helping. But you can’t miss this seminar – you have a group presentation!
You crawl to the bathroom and realise you forgot to buy more toothpaste so you squeeze out the dried remnants from a flattened tube. The towel rail is making the room way too hot and you knock the soap into the sink as you try to turn the tap off.
You start getting dressed to find all your socks are still slightly damp from the wash and remember that your housemate accidentally liked your crush’s Instagram photo at pres. Niceee.
On the walk to the seminar you see everyone you’ve ever known including the person you drunk cried to about your guinea pig dying in year 4. You see a text on your phone that reads “You were soooo funny last night” with a video of you doing Coldplay at karaoke. Naturally, you can’t remember Cosy Joes at all but you suspect that you might not have been the intentional kind of funny.
Manually breathing and looking like something that’s crept out of the Upside Down, you make it to the seminar room which is way too hot. You try and fail to locate your student card, so you’re not getting any points for attendance.
"It's the scary seminar leader"
You realise that the group presentation’s actually next week so you probably could have missed this one as you’re discussing the 38 pages you were meant to have read. It’s the scary seminar leader. You knock your water bottle off the table as you try and get your laptop out of your bag, which has 13% and won’t connect to Eduroam. None of your course friends are here, but don’t worry you’re sat next to the one person you got with in freshers.
You make it through and head back home to realise you’ve forgotten your house keys.
Your phone pings - “Pub tonight?!”