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Didn't get to sleep until 6am. That is incredible. It was broad daylight. I'd been doing Paul Hedley's liaison essay. Then, a few hours later, I was woken up by the very man himself ringing my room phone. That really is outrageous. He liked my essay though. I should bloody well hope so, the sleep-depriver that he is ( Read more... )

If there is one person you can't stop thinking about, post this same exact sentence in your journal.

My God, I hate linguistics. Picking, picking, picking poor defenseless words to pieces. It's fucking disgraceful.

Morrissey was amazing. Just stunning. I danced my socks off for the whole thing. And he gets more attractive with age. He said it was his best birthday ever. And he gave us all badges as presents. Oh my. I cannot stop smiling! :D

Tip from the top:

Look after the pennies, and you can spend the pounds with reckless abandon.

Home is odd. It's excriciatingly cold. A duvet, a double duvet AND a blanket on top of me in bed, and I'm still not toasty. It's sort of lonely too. I have no friends!

Going to see Belle & Sebastian tomorrow. I hope Norwich is warm.

Me and Babs have broken up - my decision - further details on written application.

Gemma and Dave and Miles had a nice party and we ate Fajjjjitas and other delicious items and sconced ourselves into oblivion.

A ruddy great bee came into my room to die today. I felt really sorry for it, but it terrorised me for hours. Eventually Katy came and knocked it out of the window with a dvd. Poor old chap. It picked the wrong room though. I hope it hasn't laid any bee-eggs.