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G's party was actually really good and I managed to pull! :O
But it wasn't S because he wasn't out.
First proper day back at College today. It was totally awful but I have friends in every class so that's good. I only had two lessons today but I still feel emotionally drained and definately not feeling tomorrow, but I must. If I knew how to do a fancy table thingy I'd post my timetable here, but I don't, so have to condensed version.
Monday: 09.00-10.30 - English Language - 2 and 1/2 hour gap - 13.00-14.30 - Media Studies
Tuesday: 10.45-12.15 - Film Studies - Dinner - 13.00-14.30 - English Language
Wednesday: 09.00-10.30 - Media Studies
Thursday: 09.00-10.30 - Film Studies - 4 hours and fifteen fucking minute gap - 14.45-16.15 - English Language
Friday: 10.45-12.15 - Media Studies - 2 and 1/2 hour gap - 13.00-14.30 - Film Studies
I've also come to realise how much debt I'm in to myself. I owe the building society £700! Well I don't owe it but that's how much I took out and I don't know how I'm going to put it back before my family find out. I also need to take another £50 out to cover my tattoo and R's leaving do. Looks like I've my priorities right (That was a joke.).
I'm thinking of joining the Film Club at College to have something on my personal statement, but it's a Wednesday afternoon and I'm not going all the way back into town for it. If they'd sorted out my timetable better then I probably could've gone. Oh, and they cocked up my Tutor Group lesson. It's not Wednesday dinner because there's no lessons at dinner, fucking stupid place. And I've lost my EMA form, but that is my fault.
This is really ranty because I'm low on money and cigarettes so I don't want to smoke them all, because then I'll have to quit because I'm fucking broke from spending all my money on booze and smokes over the friggin' holiday.
I am a whiny teenager, so I'm going to whine.
And I don't want summer to end, I don't want R to go all the bloody way to Cornwall because I'll never see her and she's been there for me so much these bloody holidays.
But it wasn't S because he wasn't out.
First proper day back at College today. It was totally awful but I have friends in every class so that's good. I only had two lessons today but I still feel emotionally drained and definately not feeling tomorrow, but I must. If I knew how to do a fancy table thingy I'd post my timetable here, but I don't, so have to condensed version.
Monday: 09.00-10.30 - English Language - 2 and 1/2 hour gap - 13.00-14.30 - Media Studies
Tuesday: 10.45-12.15 - Film Studies - Dinner - 13.00-14.30 - English Language
Wednesday: 09.00-10.30 - Media Studies
Thursday: 09.00-10.30 - Film Studies - 4 hours and fifteen fucking minute gap - 14.45-16.15 - English Language
Friday: 10.45-12.15 - Media Studies - 2 and 1/2 hour gap - 13.00-14.30 - Film Studies
I've also come to realise how much debt I'm in to myself. I owe the building society £700! Well I don't owe it but that's how much I took out and I don't know how I'm going to put it back before my family find out. I also need to take another £50 out to cover my tattoo and R's leaving do. Looks like I've my priorities right (That was a joke.).
I'm thinking of joining the Film Club at College to have something on my personal statement, but it's a Wednesday afternoon and I'm not going all the way back into town for it. If they'd sorted out my timetable better then I probably could've gone. Oh, and they cocked up my Tutor Group lesson. It's not Wednesday dinner because there's no lessons at dinner, fucking stupid place. And I've lost my EMA form, but that is my fault.
This is really ranty because I'm low on money and cigarettes so I don't want to smoke them all, because then I'll have to quit because I'm fucking broke from spending all my money on booze and smokes over the friggin' holiday.
I am a whiny teenager, so I'm going to whine.
And I don't want summer to end, I don't want R to go all the bloody way to Cornwall because I'll never see her and she's been there for me so much these bloody holidays.