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Ok. I am still not happy, but I have made friends with the shouty chef again. I am still pissed at my shouty manager. In fact, I am realising I am not a fan of him in general but am too scared to say anything in case the boss offers me the job instead.

I am bloody freezing today. The wind is doing this REALLY eerie whistling thing around the badly-fitted windows in my student house. Every room is just screaming, like a bad horror movie.

I am still writing the Viking Place Name Essay.

I am just procrastinating now.