So I've been single for like forever and now for the first time, almost ever, I've met someone who gives me that tingly butterfly feeling that makes you smile and feel excited. Nothing's happened yet though. Nada. Fingers crossed, I know he likes me too.
So its not the worst thing to happen, but pretty close. I've lost my usb stick with my dissertation on it. Fortunately I have someof it backed up, unfortunately, I have to start the main bulk all over again. I'm numb about this, that I don't know where my usb is, who has it, and why they wouldn't hand it in.
Yes, I know those aren't actually proper words, but bleh! I have far too much work to do and I feel I have very little or no time to do it all, especially to do it well!
When did life get so hectic? The thing is, I know this is really only the beginning, that it's all going to get worse. BLAST!
Well, that pretty much sums it up, I HATE PR! I don't like not knowing or understanding. And it's really fucking me off cos I'm doing shit, and I want good grades, excellent grades. I don't wanna be another fuck up in the long line that run in my family. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
You never think it's going to happen to you, and then it does. It's a good job I've got a great family and a superb set of friends who are there for me when I need them.
So, FYI, don't send anything to my old address, because no-one lives there anymore.
I'll be returning to uni on Monday night for those who didn't know. See you then.