Exams n Shizzle

I'm tired, Its 12:17.. and yet.. I'm only just really read to start working. My body clock frustrates me, I know i could get used to less sleep, but yet I just can never physically move unless I know I need to. I even woke up, went back to sleep, then had a really really odd dream. In this dream, I moved into a house in a estate that looked like Pymore with Kirsty, Emily H, Rozanna, an old work friend and Kirsty Eve. Well WEIRD.

so what else? well I'm tired, and the maths hurts my head. I really hope the exam is of similar difficulty to last years.. and not the years before... the years before look like gay diseases.

So life is good, settled, and I'm happy.

now Dan and I broke up I get to spend lots of time with my flatmates, and I'm close with them again, like i used to be! I get to sag out in my living room watching Sex and the City all day while trying to do maths.. less fun.. but still. It's good. The sexual frustration I'd been feeling recently has also recently been fulfilled. Reminded me I've no need to feel the self conscious way I had done.

This next week should be aweeeesome! like a holiday. See my friends, and try to plan my future a little.. should be good! I just need to take a book with me and make sure I give myself 5 hours in the week at least where i sit and borrow laptops and work! Dissertation is looming and the fact these exams have just happened reminds me how hard it is for me to get a 2:1.. and how important it is that I manage it with my Dissertation.

cry cry cry. All in all i shouldnt be on this computer.. I should be set up in the lounge ready for work o clock. All day. Maths. SULK

xxxx