So here's how it is.
I'm tired. As in, sodding tired. But it's 4.18am, and I kinda have to be helping out in the Nuffield at 9 because no-one else will turn up (this is nearly certain). So no sleep for me. Luckily, I have my trusty can of Relentless.
Hamlet was good. Can't comment on it much, but Bibby (our Ghost) was awesome, his makeup in particular :D
Someone might hurt me for this, but the aftershow was pretty shit. In part it was because I was Really Not In The Mood, and had promised myself not to drink any alcohol. Being sober around drunk people is not really that much fun when Not In The Mood. Especially when you give yourself the task of making sure all your drunk friends are safely back to campus.
Add to this my current Boy Issues, and it was really never going to work, was it?
These Boy Issues that have kept me sleeping badly and really distracted for the past few days. I haven't even been hungry. I feel electric whenever I see him. And I was almost entirely sure he wouldn't be there.
So I was depressed to begin with. I really really REALLY wanted to go to his aftershow too (two separate parties in one night), but there was no way I could've deserted everyone. Also, it would've been weird. I also had no idea where to go. Mike was having fun and getting drunk and stuff so I decided to stay to make sure he was OK.
Also, shit food is REALLY shit when you're sober and depressed and tired and fed up of sodding shit food.
Imagine my utter surprise and delight when I come into a corridor to find none other than Boy. Tired-looking, stressed-looking beautiful Boy. In a very snazzy suit. Hugging him was awesome. And his hair is fucking irresistible. But I managed to resist. Luckily.
But yeah, hung out with him quite a bit but the party was SO FREAKIN LOUD and my shit mood had settled in and he was clearly tired and stressed and things and other people were there and it was so damn awkward. So it failed, really.
Also, must stop being so obvious or this will become awkward. I'm almost certain he doesn't like me in that way. I think he's an awesome friend and stuff and that's probably all I am.
That being said, he did give me his number tonight, and took mine.
THAT being said, it was for a valid reason involving Producing and stuff.
God I like him. Stupid Boy. Even though it's not his fault.
And now I have to force myself to stay awake all day. Brinner will probably fail because of me. Shit. Really MUST tidy up here. Might do that now - moving around and crap keeps you awake better. Save the Relentless to just pre-Nuffing. Also, really need Brinner supplies. Could also really do with doing laundry, but it'll keep - I still have a couple of skirts and a dress.
Oh, and yeah. Exams are this weekend. LOL. Haven't really revised yet.
I'M SO FUCKING FUCKITY FUCKWITTING BOLLIOCKINGLY SHITFACEDLY
WANKERINGLY
ABSOLUTELY
POSITIVELY
CUNTING
TWATTING
fucked.
Hamlet was good. Can't comment on it much, but Bibby (our Ghost) was awesome, his makeup in particular :D
Someone might hurt me for this, but the aftershow was pretty shit. In part it was because I was Really Not In The Mood, and had promised myself not to drink any alcohol. Being sober around drunk people is not really that much fun when Not In The Mood. Especially when you give yourself the task of making sure all your drunk friends are safely back to campus.
Add to this my current Boy Issues, and it was really never going to work, was it?
These Boy Issues that have kept me sleeping badly and really distracted for the past few days. I haven't even been hungry. I feel electric whenever I see him. And I was almost entirely sure he wouldn't be there.
So I was depressed to begin with. I really really REALLY wanted to go to his aftershow too (two separate parties in one night), but there was no way I could've deserted everyone. Also, it would've been weird. I also had no idea where to go. Mike was having fun and getting drunk and stuff so I decided to stay to make sure he was OK.
Also, shit food is REALLY shit when you're sober and depressed and tired and fed up of sodding shit food.
Imagine my utter surprise and delight when I come into a corridor to find none other than Boy. Tired-looking, stressed-looking beautiful Boy. In a very snazzy suit. Hugging him was awesome. And his hair is fucking irresistible. But I managed to resist. Luckily.
But yeah, hung out with him quite a bit but the party was SO FREAKIN LOUD and my shit mood had settled in and he was clearly tired and stressed and things and other people were there and it was so damn awkward. So it failed, really.
Also, must stop being so obvious or this will become awkward. I'm almost certain he doesn't like me in that way. I think he's an awesome friend and stuff and that's probably all I am.
That being said, he did give me his number tonight, and took mine.
THAT being said, it was for a valid reason involving Producing and stuff.
God I like him. Stupid Boy. Even though it's not his fault.
And now I have to force myself to stay awake all day. Brinner will probably fail because of me. Shit. Really MUST tidy up here. Might do that now - moving around and crap keeps you awake better. Save the Relentless to just pre-Nuffing. Also, really need Brinner supplies. Could also really do with doing laundry, but it'll keep - I still have a couple of skirts and a dress.
Oh, and yeah. Exams are this weekend. LOL. Haven't really revised yet.
I'M SO FUCKING FUCKITY FUCKWITTING BOLLIOCKINGLY SHITFACEDLY
WANKERINGLY
ABSOLUTELY
POSITIVELY
CUNTING
TWATTING
fucked.