It's that day of the week already, apparently. I feel utterly shit from the lack of sleep and the fact I am alone. It's tomorrow, and I don't want it to be tomorrow. I remember about 8 years ago now, the text I recieved. I was wondering, kept smiling and almost wanted to be hasty in actions such as replying and asking. I remember finding out later in the night and I couldn't stop smiling. I don't think I've been alone for Valentine's for years. It's basically just a consumer's holiday. Nothing special about it, really. I plan to just get on with amounts of work and relaxation starting with a lie-in tomorrow. Everything was pretty usual, coursework continuation and DA actually isn't as easy to carry out. In CRM, I understand why I didn't quite get a first (2 marks off) because David bleeeeeeedin' Baker marked my work. WHYYY. But then we had the lecture, and Graham demanded our respect. He must have been having a really bad day because he accused us of 'twittering' three times; and then when he'd rushed through the lecture, because so many people were packing up he decided to keep us for the last twenty minutes and go on about reflection and being university students and blah blah blah. Not the kind of thing I want on a Monday. Anyway, I'm hoping things go well as most people have started this poster coursework in the past weekend where I was fucking wasting time due to my fucked up family.
Also, I should really edit some previous entries so that they make sense.
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