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Year View| Summary| Highlights| Month View| Thursday 3 April 2003 (Day View)
03.04.2003 – Thursday 3 April
- • Today I didn’t need to be at uni until 12, so I could relax a bit in the morning, although I still had to walk fast to make the train. I met up with Silas and went over to his place in the evening and didn’t get home until around six. It was thundering and storming, but fortunately not right here. I watched “On Her Majesty’s Secret Service” before going to bed. I’ve seen it before, but quite some time ago now. I enjoyed it, it’s better than the other’s I’ve so far seen. I think the romantic touch is well done. My throat is still sore, and was sore all day. I don’t feel any worse, but I’m not sure I feel any better either. I’m hoping I don’t get any worse, as I can’t afford to miss any time from uni; I’m struggling as it is.