...indeedy

Haha! See! Told you I'd be back! You miss me? No, of course you didn't. I'll stop being silly. It's only been OVER A MONTH D:

Wow, so much for starting a habit of blog writing, right? Pah.

So. University life. As I mentioned last time, this semester will indeed be packed. And, it is certainly beginning to pack. Essays due in a month. Performances upcoming. Auditions for next year's TA performances. Roles in 2 Drama Society plays. Busy indeed. But, there is a severe problem there. I don't seem to be doing any of it. Well, some of it. But, honestly, not enough to really qualify being 'busy' as such. It's not as if I haven't read scripts or missed Drama Society rehearsals, no, that's all totally on track and brilliant. But the stuff where it should count, like the essays, the reading, referencing etc, just does not seem to be happening. Am I broken? Am I that bad a student that I've fought all this way to get this far to sit here and not do it? I know I'm not helping myself by not doing anything about it, but even when I do buckle down and get on with work, at the end of the day I always feel as though I've achieved sweet FA. FUCKSAKE.

I haven't been sleeping at all well recently, either. Cannot seem to pinpoint the reason behind that. Bah.

I think I need an adventure. That must be it. I haven't had an adventure for such a long time. I know I'm a university student and that the 'done thing' is to get wasted at any convenient time or to party hard and all that malarkey. That really can't be done this year. Not right now anyway; budget constraints, bills, arsehole neighbours (they whinge about laughter and such. It seems they are just complaining for the sake of complaining. Cunts)

Aside from all that, all is going hunky-dory. House is great, Uni is great, friends and housemates are great. Everything's great.

Still, I sit here typing thinking; blimey, hasn't 2010 gone quickly? It seems only last week that it was January 1st. It's been a bit of a slog of a year indeedy, but I don't regret a single second of it. Not one.

So, it's Christmas soon. So you shouldn't be reading this; you should be out there spending lavish amounts of money that you can't afford for people you love. Oh, and me of course. Just get me a scarf. I do love scarves. Still, Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without the presents, really would it? Admittedly, I am way past the caring about getting presents thing. Not that I object to it. Even if it is a bore watching baby brothers/ cousins tear open present after present ungraciously. But for me Christmas is about the people, the turkey, the warmth and the telly. I have a few musts for Christmas this year; 1) Must be hungover Christmas day (never have been, for shame!) 2) Must be at my Nan Ed's Boxing Day for Bubble and Squeak (it is SO darn tasty) 3) Must watch Doctor Who and Eastenders. Standard then, really. And it's all only 34 days away at the time of writing. That'll be the end of ANOTHER semester already. Fuck, where does the time go? That means that me and all my 2nd year pals at St Mary's will be half way through our degrees. Shit son.

Oh, and did anyone see the HD remaster of Back To The Future in October? No- shame on you. Yes- brilliant, you're a star. Best film trilogy ever.

So, thanks for reading (if you did) and I will leave you with this...

'DOC! Are you telling me it's 8.25?!'
'Precisely!'
'Damn...I'M LATE FOR SCHOOL!!'

Genius.



Night!
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