Saturday, 7 February 2015

Ice .... And Fire ... Literally.

Half way through the first term, the university brought in a new lecturer, whose radical ideas raised a few eyebrows.



I mean, seriously? Sitting down and sketching in the deep snow? What is this? The Antarctic?

At least there was a mime artist trying to cheer them all up whilst they sit there, teeth chattering and fingers turning blue.


Sophie: That's .... an interesting act you've got there.
Mime Artist: ....
Sophie: Oh, sorry. I forgot, you're not supposed to speak. My bad.


But the day wasn't over just yet, as even more drama unravelled. Sophie had to dash home because yet another fire had broken out in the dorm. This time, the damage was even more extensive.


And yes, that pyro was back, surveying the damage. Methinks she had something to do with it. But, since I was keeping an eye on Sophie during her class, I couldn't point fingers.


The fire service must have employed a rookie ... or a serious sicko. Because she stood there, watching the flames lick higher and higher.

Firewoman: Yep, that's one heck of a fire you got there.


And then had the nerve to start poking fun at everyone!


Karma ensued shortly afterwards as a small spark shot across the room and started burning her clothes. She was quite a sight, hopping up and down and screaming ... "SOMEONE PUT ME OUT!!! MY BUTT IS ON FIRE!!!"



Oh and it seems that this year, the coursework is getting tougher on the students. Once the fire was put out, one of them bemoaned the fact that he'd failed his mock exams and hoped to do better this term. So there's hope for you yet Sophie.


After the drama, came the calm.


Ghost: So, dramatic day huh?
Sophie: You're not kidding there.
Ghost: There's never a dull moment, is there?
Sophie: You got that right. Listen, I'm a bit stressed out so I hope you don't mind if I go play video games in the other room?
Ghost: No, of course not. Nice chatting, catch up soon.

It was true. The fire, along with having to sit in the thick snow, had seriously stressed Sophie out. There were a few things she needed to do, but her stress levels were so high that she almost fell into a depression. Not a good thing for a student.



However, just as she managed to get through the first level of her adventure game, her phone started ringing. She chose to ignore it, knowing exactly what it was ... and a party was the last thing she wanted to go to.

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