6:30 is a time I'm fed up of seeing. 6:00 is even worse. I stupidly set my alarm to this ungodly hour thinking that it would take me that long to commute from my new house. Suffice to say, it did not. Lesson learned.
In just nine days, we've learnt an awful lot in these PMA rooms. We need to read the news more, we should practise shorthand on the tube and technology should never be taken for granted. I've always been jealous of those with clever little Macbooks, but it appears that Macs aren't always what they're cracked up to be. Today we learnt how to increase our online presence using social media and thought about how we could apply that to 'Destaurant Business.' But that's easier said than done when your computer is slower than a bus in rush hour.
So with Twitter (partially) updated, we were set a goal of finding 80 people to follow and told to do this every day. Using this formula, perhaps I'll even be as popular as Mark Zuckerburg. There's no harm in trying. We're certainly powering ahead with 'Destaurant Business' planning after Nina drew a highly accurate map of the UK on the board. All manner of interesting establishments should expect a plea for news from us very soon.
So the bad news is that it's dark again and I'm still here. The good news is that I don't need to be up at 6:00 tomorrow. It's graduation time and a day off from Mac-related dramas.