Manic Monday? Try INSANE!

I've had to have a re-jig of my uni units this semester, to include a 2nd core unit that I can't do as easily next

This means that I now only have one 8am start, although it's still Monday. It also means that my already Manic Monday is now a bit more so, with an extra hour's lecture in there. This gives me a 3-hour lecture, a one-hour break, then a one-hour lecture backed up immediately with three hours of tutorials (although the tutes are all in the same place).

It's only one extra hour added in there, but Monday is already just about killing me. However, I then only have one other 2-hour tute on Tuesdays, and then the rest of the week is classes-free.

I can still have my nap in the student bar between classes on Mondays, but it won't be as long! I may also need more boosts from the Lolly Shop....

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