I am officially calling a 'Do Not Want to Think About It' for the lack of student accommodation thing. There shall be no thinking about it, or talking about it, or crying into my pillow at night about it, or wondering if nobody will be friends with me if I'm not in the student flats until at least tomorrow. Maybe longer. I DON'T CARE IF IT'S IRRESPONSIBLE. I just need to not freak out for a little while, at least.
Perhaps I should have put 'IS A NEUROTIC MESS OMG' on the Why You Should Give Me a Room form.
In lieu of kittens, DOGGIES:
Also, song I am physically incapable of listening to without grinning:
Joe Firstman- Speak Your Mind