Halls

So today I decided that i would sleep in, i hadnt slept well the night before and so it was a treat. i knew that i would be moveing into halls and was unsure about what to expect. after what was a short and inpromptu conferance with my cousens and a total stranger they all left for sunday mass leaveing me alone with my thoughts. i spend the time reading a webcomic that i had recently discoverd, i like these becase it simplfys the process of buying a book and the chore of reading it. this comic was very good a sort of alternative reality world where thier are similaritys and vast differances to our world. the writeing style is quite good to.
After a while they returned from church and we had a sunday lunch, a quite enjoyable one to tell the truth as it had a large amount of humor around the table, the main focus was my uncles lemon pie. it haddnet set proberly and was very sharp, the other desert was similarly malformed. they were both quite nice but i enjoyed the pained looks on the faces of my family as they ate.
After the lunch i packed for halls, said my goodbyes and we left in a car to the centre of london, the jouiney was tense as my grandma was driveing and she is reckless, but in the london trafic i suppose you have to be.
After a life affirming drive to bloomsbury i got my things into international hall relatively smoothly, the room itself was larger than i had anticipated but still quite bare and surjical. this time around i had packed relatively light so after emptying my rucksack i was unpackect except for clothes. the cloths i had unceromoniously dumped on the floor to air.
After saying my goodbyes to my father and grandmother i settled in, got the internet working and changed into something smarter. i then took a small tour of the halls and found a secrate passage to the basement and to the roof. There was a quiz in the bar that i could have done but i decided against it as i was to tired to try today.
I went to bed uncofortably.