Decided I don’t like third year. Currently avoiding my dissertation by job hunting, which is making me as miserable as my dissertation would. Fuck thissssss.
Half an hour dissertation work means food and procrastination time surely? Or possibly time to go murder the asshole down the road trying to play drums.
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4 months ago
So my day consisted of: face-timing Sarah and my sister, cuppa tea with Iain, cuddling in bed with Bernie, faffing with my hair and makeup for over an hour. And listening to Kelly Clarkson’s album on repeat.
Definitely girlie productive.
To then find out I’m not needed at work tonight :D
Happy days.
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4 months ago
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