House Hunting is such a pain
I've been mainly house hunting in my supposedly fun week off, and its driving me mad, the girls Im moving in seem to have no idea what a student house is normally like, and seem to be expecting some palace as they are complaining about the tiniest things. Plus one of the people moving in really annoys me, I hadn't met her before she was a friend of someone moving in who is actually an alright person but she has no sense of humour, she takes everything so bloody literally, which will make living with me very difficult seeing as humour is all I've got. Plus she turned the radio over when Joe Jackson was on and left snoop dogg on instead, fucking bitch. But most of the house hunting is done now so thats a relief, still got no laundry done and well no-one expected the haircut to happen.
In other big news, I am officially being treated for manic depression. No-one really knows but last year after my grandad died, shit from so-called friends, my break up with Sian and a shit load of other things I suffered a complete mental brekadown and since then have been diagnosed with depression. Now however, they think its manic depression and seeing as nearly all the great comedians were manic depressives it could mean good things for my comedy career.
Still no sign of girl who was always looking at me this term so I'm getting pissed off about that too.
In other big news, I am officially being treated for manic depression. No-one really knows but last year after my grandad died, shit from so-called friends, my break up with Sian and a shit load of other things I suffered a complete mental brekadown and since then have been diagnosed with depression. Now however, they think its manic depression and seeing as nearly all the great comedians were manic depressives it could mean good things for my comedy career.
Still no sign of girl who was always looking at me this term so I'm getting pissed off about that too.