Nearer to thee my dear hobnob

Yes the stories are true- I did in fact wear a suit last night. The reason for this was the Easter formal dinner which I attended in my capacity as...well, myself. I only got one glass of wine which I was grumpy about for the next few hours, but the dinner was wonderful and I was in good company so it was all good. We had a few humorous speeches, the sudden appearance of the Easter bunny and a very painful singalong by everyone in the hall by a song which the warden passed around claiming it had been written in 1897. If this was true, the chap who wrote it had clearly had too much to drink because the song was a lot more of a war song than one for a university hall. What was this 'onward to victory' business? Wer'e doing exams not fighting the bloody vikings.
Anyway I run into Adam on my way out of the hall and he grabbed me by the arm and gave me a half-apology ('maybe I shouldnt have been so angry although I was partly-justified')We met again when I was downstairs playing pool and this time it became a more detailed apology basically saying he had taken out his anger on Quena out on the rest of us. I said that was cool and the bastard beat me in pool when I potted the white and black at the same time. He walked out saying he had beaten 'Team Quena' which was annoying to hear. It's as if Quena is in a rock band and the rest of us are her groupies or something, but we've basically made up now so I shall forgive him that. He made about four different apologies which got increasingly more earnest the more drunk he became. He also went around telling everyone how over Quena he was. When you claim to be over someone and you spend every five minutes telling everyone next to you I AM OVER HER again and again, people are going to think...well, you aren't really, are you? Stop talking so much about her then. I myself didnt really have much to drink although I will forever remember the shot Leo handed to me- it was like drinking paraffin and then tossing a burning matchstick down your throat. I walked around gasping and trying to breathe for about two minutes. Leo just had an evil grin on his face- at least it looked evil. For the first few seconds, I could only see the world through a layer of tears so perhaps it was merely concern on his part. I eventually recovered enough to continue my participation in the festivities. Leo meanwhile ended up accidentally elbowing a girl on the dancefloor and then accidentally kicked another one after being jokingly pushed backwards by a friend. With his kind of luck, he could have got rabies from a plastic rabbit.
Prison Break- jumping jupiter, this is getting incredibly good and much more dark than I had thought it would ever be. Now it turns out the Vice-president is in the mix and people are dying left, right and center. Vice-President and the secret service vs. two guys in jail? It's quite a mismatch.
Writing credit now done and I'm going to clear up this dammn English history essay at some point tonight. Then I can finally get to have some fun- read for my exams. I'm really looking forward to that, life is not going to get any better....