Why do my old friends from primary school keep breeding?
Well it’s taken me long enough to remember why I hate being at home - my dad’s a fucking bellend.
I’m trying to save my parents some money so for my birthday I’m asking for stuff I need for uni and I think this is possibly the saddest list I’ve ever made: An Italian textbook Peppermint tea Coffee Dried fruit and nuts Umbrella Vitamin tablets Febreeze Slippers Alcohol? Felt tips It’s gonna be a wild one this year.
Well I was not expecting that. Apparently I’ve lost just over half a stone since going to uni. What.
It’s nice to be home but I didn’t think I would be this bored this quickly.
Today is a busy day. I have to: - Hand in my coursework - ‘Av a seminar which I really haven’t prepared for - Hand back my library book and pay the fine - Do some washing - Revise for Italian - Go costume shopping in town - See 2 houses - Go to the italian social for a bit - Come back and get ready - Play The Texas Rangers Drinking Game - Go a Union and all on limited...
I’ve regressed back to a child. I just nearly wet myself from laughing too much and threw up from eating too many sweets. University has broken me.
I seem to be acquiring flipflops.
I did a silly thing and on top of that I haven’t started my assignment.
jennnythunder: deck the halls with parts of bodies fa la lala la la la la laa
What’s wrong with me? I’ve been to all my lectures this week, I’m now up to date with all my notes and most of my work (minus my assignments but I’ve organised time to sort those out) and I just did everyone’s washing up.
I think living with all these boys has taken its toll and I’m going slightly mental.
Well last night didn’t go to plan. Despite not being too drunk the bouncer didn’t let me into the club even though all I really needed was a glass of water and a boogie to sober me up.
Why do I have so many Italian Medieval and Renaissance Culture seminars/lectures this week? And why are they all at such inconvenient times?
Got up at half 7 for a quick shopping trip in town and I’ve only just got back. And I’ve spent a lorra of money without getting what I needed. And I’ve still done no work. Oops.
Last night was so much fun, Frank Turner shook my hand and signed a receipt for me. He wasn’t as friendly as Joe Gilgun though.