So, in my dorm-thingy, it's not uncommon for there to be these movie nights. Tonight they coupled it together with some charity so the groups of people were making blankents for kids or puppies or something, I wasn't paying attention because that makes me tired.
Tonight we watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I, which as far as I can tell is about a bunch of people with sticks that can make stuff explode. Pfft, they call that magic? You know what, real magic is the ability to download angry birds in 30 seconds on an Ipad. Which I cannot do. Thanks OU internet!
During this time, people like talked-they call that interaction and apparently that's illegal in the UK. Also, people hugged, did homework and even ate pizza.
Here's a piechart explaining how much pizza I've eaten:
The same chart made of actual Pizza:
Here it is after I ate it:
Here is an updated chart:
In conclusion, talking makes me tired.