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The past week or so has been manic.
I handed in my dissertation and my last ever essay. I expected to feel overcome with relief and happiness but just felt scared and nervous.
At the weekend Adam came to stay and we went to Weston Park Museum to see the Space Age exhibition. It was really fun, we dressed up as spacemen and acted like children.
We came home early because my feet hurt from wearing ridiculous heels and had a nap. About an hour after we got back two chavs broke into my house. Adam scared them off, I'm not sure what I would've done had he not been here.
So the rest of our Saturday was spent with the police and getting the window boarded up (which cost £146!). Adam stayed with me again as I started freaking out from the shock.
Still not too happy. I haven't been sleeping well and jump at every noise, but I guess it's to be expected.
I have 2 weeks to revise for my exams but have no motivation.
Vicky's birthday this weekend, excited!
I want to do something really fun
...go to the seaside
...go away for the weekend
...just go.