A personal diary of a mature Pharmacy student, find out what it's like to have to pay out three grand a year, live on a shoe-string when you have expensive tastes, and most importantly what it's like to be studying.
Monday, September 18, 2006
I'm still recovering from a night out on saturday. My arms are stiff and aching, and I have somewhat hard to explain bruises on my inner thighs. All because the place we were in had poles. So fun to swing around at the time, but hurts like hell later on. I seriously need to get fit! Owww.