Wednesday, 24 February 2010

these are the lovely bones.

okay so i am having a bad week.

well, it's a bad couple weeks, though last week i had Gee here which made it awesome anyway, but this week i am just floating around in a little bubble of shit.

last night at half past three in the MORNING my flatmate brings these two guys from rowing around and fine, i don't mind, i have people back to the flat sometimes. however, when they start SCREAMING and SHOUTING and KNOCKING ON MY BEDROOM DOOR i start getting pissed. as a result i had barely any sleep, which just puts me in a pissy mood and makes it that i can't deal with anything at all. i was a complete moody bitch this morning, and mopped through my lecture and practically slept through my seminar. so, on the way back from uni i went to the bank account, checked my balance and almost burst into tears. i am not going to be able to eat til the end of term. so i ring my dad up and am THIS close to telling him that i am packing and he can pick me up at the end of the day, but instead i go see my mamgu and she feeds me lunch (thankfully. i can't afford dinner).

as soon as i got back to the house i wrote my CV and emailed it to my dad, so fingers crossed i will have a job pretty soon. He said if i could get a CV to him he would give it to the people who run Castell Coch, and it would be basically the same job at home, but at least i would have a bit more flipping money. so keep your fingers crossed.

lottie texted me asking if i wanted to go to the cinema, and even though i can't afford it, i raided my room for pennies and managed to find the £2.50 that i would need for half an orange ticket and went to see the lovely bones. on the way back, however, someone, and i kid you not, CHUCKS A BOILED EGG AT ME. no word of a lie. and i am still lacking sleep, and a bit pissy, but i don't want lottie to think i am crazy since really we are only just getting to know each other but inside i am about to blow. i get into the house and go straight to make myself a cup of tea and margot comes into the kitchen, all sweetness and light and i attempt to give her the cold shoulder, but i fail epically.

OH AND THEN MY COMPUTER CRASHES HALF WAY THROUGH THIS BLOG.

if i make it alive to next week. i will be surprised. don't you think it's about time something GOOD happened to me?

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