This is what putting a project off for a week does; CUE PARANOIA, FRANTICNESS AND EPIC SAD-FACE D:
I have to listen to the next kitchen down having a party, be away from Phil (more annoying than it sounds), try and cram a weeks worth of work into a night and a day, AND COMPLETE A FRUSTRATINGLY VAGUE AND DIFFICULT ASSIGNMENT ON GOD KNOWS WHAT! Oh woe...
By the way, studying the 13-year-old fashion blogging prodigy that is Tavi, a.k.a
Style Rookie, doesn't half make a girl feel like a complete failure at fashion. That is, on top of visiting the Vintage Fair at my student union today, which made me feel really silly for some reason - it could well have been the ladder up the back of my left ankle that apparently wasn't noticeable until I kept mentioning it. Note to self; get more self-confidence, you freak :)
Things I'm loving at the minute; Phil's bed. Baking with Ben. Font (its a bar) &their strawberries & cream cocktail. Blockbuster deals. My noticeboard. Spotify. Halls internal phone. The Studio in my building. My coat (pictured below).
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&On a last little note; STUDENT FINANCE, GET YOUR FUCKING HEADS OUT OF YOUR FUCKING ASSES, OR I WILL UNLEASH MY BEAR JEW ON YOU, AND SHE WILL TAKE A BAT MITZVAH TO YOUR MOTHERFUCKING SKULLZZZZ! AS LEANNE'S MOTHER SAYS; DON'T MAKE ME FUCK A BITCH UP. That is all for today, kids. Phew!