Fact.
It doesn’t feel real yet. I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. For the past week all I’ve done is write, so it feels quite strange that I don’t either need to be making notes or writing my essay.
Only two exams then I’m done with this university lark. Cannot wait to graduate.
I’d go as far as to say that Bill Cunningham New York is the best film I’ve seen so far this year. Genuinely tempted to go and see it again on friday.
Worryingly, this is probably the first time in a month or so that I’ve been awake at this time. Exam one is over. Phew. I need sleep.
2011. A year of real highs and lows.
IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME AT NUMBER 39!
WE ARE READY FOR CHRISTMAS!!
I have elected to sleep on the sofa tonight because of the HUGE FUCKING MOTH that has taken over my room. It is essentially a bird. Fuck my life.
There’s a moth stuck behind the blind in my room, it’s been there two days now and I keep hearing it flapping. I’ve opened the window for it and everything, but it’s a bit stupid. I wouldn’t mind but it woke me up this morning and I am super tired. :(
I feel your pain. The moth stopped my sleeping too! They’re so stupid and ugly and I hate them soooo much. AND to make matters worse, Jayne has bought a top with butterflies all over it! Does she not know me and my fears at all?!?
