sharpie pens and diet pepsi .

today was my first day off in a long time. finally. i couldn't sleep last night which was typical because it was the first night i was actually allowed to sleep for hours and hours and hours and not have to worry about getting up. when i finally did sleep i didn't wake up til like 2, which was nice, i suppose. but i'm kinda bored of the whole teenage sleep all day party all night thing. maybe i will grow back into it when i get to university.

the thing is, i'm getting kinda tired of drinking and partying. bad timing huh?

i watched nick and nora's infitnite playlist last night. which by the way, is actual love. and it made me wanna go on an adventure. lose a friend, find a secret gig. drive a yellow car around new york and get hailed down for being a taxi. life here is just, boring. i can't wait til i am living in a city in two weeks, maybe it will feed my thrillfactor. i need adventure. i think it's one of the reasons i have been a little bit down recently. because we haven't done anything seriously wild since going to dryslwyn castle at the middle of the night and playing truth and dare.

or maybe i am just whining?

i went to wikinson's today and brought some files and pens for uni. and two mini sharpies. got a lot of plans for them. but nothing that i can reveal as of yet. it's all classified information. tomorrow i am going into swansea to get ... stuff... what do i need? kettle? microwave? what is provided? i have not been told any of this. do they just expect me to move in and get it all as i go along? mam is panicing about it all. she has made more lists than i have and is nagging me daily about everything. she wants to know if we need to pay more for a broadband connection or if that is included in the price, she wants to know if we need to buy pillows and duvets or just the cases. none of this stuff i can answer, andthe website is absolutely no help at all. oh i don't know. and the fact my mother worries about everything just simply doesn't help. i wish she would shut up sometimes.

i went to that daily's diner place for lunch today and had lasanga and chips. the chips were uncooked and the lasanga was too watery. i am becoming a cynic. nothing is good enough for me here. it's seriously past time i moved somewhere new. i got itchy feet. i once read this book about this woman who couldn't stay in the same place for too long or she started to feel cramped and needed to move. so she did. she lived everywhere, saw the world, but never kept a decent job down. i reckon that's going to be me. maybe i will think about supply teaching. long term, like what my mom did before we moved to wales. like when a teacher went off on long term illness or maternity leave i would fill in. i'd like that. i could live whereever my latest job was and never have to worry about being in one place for too long. i could move around the uk and see everything. maybe even take some positions in america if i could find them.

oh whatever bee. get your degree first.