Oh the weather outside is frightful, and erm...it's not much better in here...

I don't know if turning 20 has basically turned me into an old woman, but I'm getting less and less enthused with 'the white stuff'. Don't get me wrong, it is very pretty...but as far as I'm concerned, at this point in time, the aesthetics are really all it's got going for it at the moment. There are several reasons for this...

1) Being one of the only people to inhabit the New Cross area for the majority of the christmas break, there are very few people around to play in the snow with...those who are here are 'snowed under' (hee hee...see what I did there?!) with coursework.
2) I also have a lot of coursework to do, but seem to find myself staring out of my window checking the current snow status rather than typing anything useful.
3) I am supposed to work tomorrow...which involves me battling from Lewisham to Covent Garden against delayed trains and buses to stand in a probably empty bar.
4) My house has the most inefficient heating system ever created.

But hey ho...on the plus side, it does look very pretty.