I shouldn't be judgemental

but I don't like it when people cheapen themselves, know that I won't and don't approve and expect something more friendly than 'ok, well that was a bit cheap, wasn't it?' as a reply to their sordid, drunken fumblings.
This is my message to you Rudy:
I thought more of you than that, is all, I guess. I thought you of all people would not behave in a manner that you chastise others for behaving in and you can justify it all you like. I am not the one to judge you, you can do that all on your own. I just don't understand. I don't care how drunk, stoned or tired (or needy) you were. I don't care that you did it (I sure have heard worse) I just care that you felt the need to tell me, in the way that you did, like I cared and THEN got a bit annoyed that I had nothing to say in response to your big, grand revelation. Grow up. That's my advice. Grow up and concentrate on getting your degree. Stop drinking so much and getting yourself into situations that you are uncomfortable with. Your latest Facebook update was another thinly veiled cryptic message about regretful shenanigans. I dread to ask, so I won't. After all, I have an essay to write. See? Priorities. Dumbo!

How I Wasted Reading Week and how it all went wrong

Not only have I done no work, no reading, no planning and no dissertation stuff but I have now got a massive cut on my right thumb. OUCH! Being right-handed is at my disadvantage for the moment.
I am sure that my 2 assignments due on Tuesday will be done, after all they are only 2,500 words (altogether!). I shall be fine.
I worry too much. About time, money, the dogs, my thumb (although only since yesterday), my parents, my brothers, my future, my love life...
I need to take Valium perhaps.
The Apprentice is on so I shall watch that, then American Dad, then eat a biscuit then go to sleep, then wake up, trek to Mile End, attend lecture and seminar then DO SOME FUCKING WORK, then relax... It's a lot to get through.

3rd year, which is 4th year of my 5 year plan. Got that?

So, week 5 begins tomorrow and I am getting all antsy as usual. I shall, one day, when all of this is behind me, finally be calm about everything. I may go eat some biscuits.
I am supposed to have read the novel Wieland by tomorrow, The Years by Tuesday and Hetty Feather by Thursday. Think I'll just read the end of Wieland...
Or I may go eat some biscuits instead.

Not even 1:30am and I am tired

I am finally to leave the house tomorrow... 48 hours indoors and several batches of Rice Krispie cakes are enough to drive anyone up the freaking wall. I am seriously considering selling all of my possessions in an attempt to have a little bit of spending money.
Am having a mini-solo party in my room at the moment, watching an episode of League of Gentleman that was on about 2 days ago. And they say we have more choice nowadays!! Liars!
I need a life.

Neck ache and loose wires

So, I really don't have anything at all to write about as I have no thoughts. I really need to go back to school or something. I am so bored... ugh!
I absolutely, positively cannot wait for my student loan payment, but I have to wait. Until the 23rd, so just under 3 weeks. COME ON!
I have finally got a C grade for mathematics GCSE so my 5 year plan is still right on track. Thank the gods of any and all descriptions.
My eyes are really rubbish and I am getting an eye-test as soon as I get money. I am thinking of getting prescription sunglasses, which will be very novel, if a little late for this year, the sun has already given up... tut!

Stir Crazy

I haven't left the house in 2 days and my sleeping pattern is all messed up again... :(
Need to go out, anywhere, tomorrow (today, you know?) and smell the fresh London air that I miss oh so much. I wish it wasn't this way.
One day I shall live alone and do as I please and all will be well in the world, or at least this small corner of it that is mine. Is that too much to ask? Perhaps, perhaps.
My friend told me I need to let people 'in' more. Maybe that story about the little goat children and the wolf got to me more than I realised. HAHAHA. OK lame joke, but I just don't see why others are so concerned with my single status. She said 'you're so lovely and intelligent, and people can see that, but you push them away!' I thought: uh huh.
And...?

My Oh My...

it's been a long time. I am recovering from a damaged hand, but all is well if still a little numb. Nerve damage?
Bored as hell and cannot wait for 3rd year to start so that it'll finish and then I can get onto the career-stage of my life.
I FINALLY got Swastika Night, the novel about a dystopian Nazi future... can't wait to read it and at least this way I have to read it for a valid reason and so the price tag is worth it. I already have a ton of books to read but Millie and Tia aren't getting along so am paranoid and hyper aware of them and can't just relax and read a fucking book.

Think I should attempt to get some sleep now (but will read a little of my book first!)