Caleb Woodbridge

Well, I thought I was getting better!

Had a bad night’s sleep and woke up feeling all horrible and grotty again, and after talking on the phone with Mum to update her and to cheer me, I went back to bed and slept until 1pm. I came across to the Maths building cybercafé to check my email to see if the Journalism module organiser (or whatever the title is) had replied. He had, but he said he’d grant me an extension until next Wednesday. It’d be rather awkward and annoying for me to have to stay in Cardiff until then. I’ve already booked my train tickets, and I should be returning to work at Kwik Save. So I emailed back pointing this out and asking if it’s possible to submit the essay by post or email. I hope I’ll hear back soon, but I think I ought to crawl back to my room to sleep or take things quietly in the hope of recovering quickly…

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