9/28/2005 06:55:00 PM|||James O'Malley|||

A while a back, you might remember me moaning about buses. With the recent change in University living arrangements (I'm going to live at home), I'm now going to have to commute in every day on the train- not that I'm complaining. I'm looking forward to having time to read the many political books I'll no doubt get for background reading.

Before, I mentioned how on a bus, you have to master ignoring your fellow passengers- on a train this is even more tricky, as in some parts of the carriage, there are two sets of seats facing each other. This meant this morning, I awkwardly sat opposite an old bloke who was reading The Times. What made it awkward for me was that I didn't have the foresight to bring along my new Andrew Marr book, so I didn't know where to look. Wherever I looked I'd risk looking like I was staring at someone- and looking down would have been odd, as I didn't have a book to look at.

In the end, I attempted to get into deep thought, so I'd be sort of staring into space- my head would be forward, but I'd look dazed enough to not look as if I was watching anyone. Unfortunately this was impossible because I was concentrating on trying to not look like I was fully concious of what was going on around me.

In the end, I successfully completed the journey without looking too weird. If you can see how I worried about things like this, then I'm sure you can understand why I can't cope with living at University!

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