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Ahhhhhhhh… I’m beginning to greatly dislike this place again, and the people. I wish I didn’t have to live with, and constantly be surrounded by, infuriating individuals. My housemate made me so gee darn pissed off that I abandoned my revision and headed in to town to take some pictures and calm myself down. After sitting in Costa for a while, drinking Arthur’s coffee of choice - a flat white - I head over to the other Costa to repeat the process (though this one was terribly made). I even decided to go to the cinema by myself just to try and find some escapism - Salmon Fishing in the Yemen was pretty good though. A nice, subtly funny, if a little cliched, British indie. It sucks that, apart from one person, I have nobody else here that I can turn to to try and help me feel better, or tell me that I’m just being stupid due to stress, or something, and my only other real close friends are in Bristol and Cardiff. This term is going to end in a sour way…

Arthur in Starbucks.

Midn-icecream.

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Last night/this morning we were sitting in a cafe, eating ice cream. I love that G&D is open until midnight every day of the week.

Bth Clqhn

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I saw this in a cafe today and found it rather funny. It’s just tremendously British.

Into each day put: one teaspoon of good spirits, a dash of fun, pinch of folly, and a heap full of laughter.

Arthur is always up for a ‘dash of fun’…

That panini and tea was amazing.

This guy…

On Sunday, our last day in Cardiff, Scott took us to probably the best coffee shop I’d ever been to. The decor and atmosphere were great, and most importantly the food and drink were fantastic. I would actually go to Cardiff again just to spend time here.

There’s a moon in my tea.

Her loveliness