Over And Over

This whole writing a blog everyday thing is harder than I though it would be. Having the time to write a post every day is hard, with everything I have to do, and finding something to write about. Although to be fair most of these posts have just been full of shit, or me moaning and ranting. 

I'm too tired to try and write something interesting tonight, and it's late and I have uni in the morning again. Yay. It's only been a week and I'm so tired, and have so much work to do. I pretty much have no life anymore. 

Sleep time.

Game Over

So I never posted anything yesterday, so I've already lost the bet. But after a long hard day at work I got home at 2am and could barley keep my eyes open. Shit happens. But it really was a bad day, then today was just shit too. Today I managed to trip over a chair (I think, to be honest one minute I was walking then I was on the floor) and face plant the ground while carrying a tray of drinks to a table. Oops. And I hit my knee pretty hard on the floor too so I spent the last three hours of my shift limping about work in pain. And it still hurts now :(. There is nothing worse than falling in the middle of a full restaurant, when everyone goes quiet and just stares at you. Awkward.

It's been a busy week between working and uni but tomorrow is a new day. And hopefully it'll be a better week, where I might actually get up with my alarm going off and not when I realise I have like 10 minutes to get ready to get to uni on time.

This week I've been trying to read a Mills and Boon romance novel, for my Women and the Media lecture. To say it's painful to read is an understatement. The woman in it is pathetic. Like she put up with her husband cheating on her for 3 years, divorced him and has sworn off ever being with another man. Like even sex or casual dating or anything. But still desperately wants a baby. Because that's all women want right?

It's just another pathetic female lead in the entertainment industry. But that is another story, and another rant that I will probably have tomorrow. Now it's time for an early night to catch up on some of the sleep I've missed out on this week, and hopefully I can get up for uni in time tomorrow. Or not ;)

I Bet You First...

So I've finished my first week back to uni and I'm scared. Te amount of work this year is crazy and dissertation will possibly kill me but it will all be worth it in the end. 

And now apparently you can bet on what degree you'll get when you graduate. What. The. Fuck.?! Erm yeah that makes it all no pressure right! You better get a first cause I've bet all your savings on it. Betting on football and shit like that yeah. Bering in your degree, get a grip! Cause the gambling problems in the country are not bad enough as it, let's give people more ways to throw away their money. 

And since this whole blog is for a bet I'm being really contradictive here!

Handful Of Painkillers And A Lot Of Cough Medicine

And yes, the title's of this post and the previous one have been stolen from Sixx AM song lyrics. And yes the lyrics are about heroin (mine obviously isn't heroin addiction, just a cold but I like to exaggerate). There's my music obsession coming in again.

Sleep didn't help. I didn't get much of it. I was wide awake at 5am, then 8am, then 9am, then pretty much gave up. I feel so crap again. The head/ears are better but the rest is worse now. I'm pretty sure I've od'd on cough medicine today already, and cold and flu stuff, and painkillers. Yay wild one.

Between that and trying to get through some of the crazy uni work I already have it's been a fun filled one. 

So now I oficially give up on it. It's time for ice cream (Ben and Jerry's) and a Fast and Furious marathon to cheer myself up. Cause it's hard to be miserable watchin Paul Walker and Vin Diesel and Dwayne Jonhson, and the cars! *Drool ;)

Sick As A Dog

Holy shit, so last week I thought I had freshers flu, this week I know for sure I have it. My god I feel like shit right now. Sore head, ears/hearing being weird all day, coughing, sniffing, sneezing. The whole lot. And such a busy day.

Cineworld had free films on at Union Square for their student day so we went to see Runner Runner, which was alright, not the best thing I've ever seen but it was free! Plus, when Justin Timberlake is in a film who cares about the plot ;) Followed by food at Giraffe and shopping, then a thank you party at CLAN Cancer Support for our class raising £20,000 for them. Yay us.

But really, I feel like death warmed up and I'm all dosed up on cold and flu medicine so now I think it's time to try and sleep. Sleep will make it better, I hope!

Crazy Kids

It's been another long day. I spelt in for uni today, woke up at 7.55 and my first lecture was at 9. Oops. Mad rush to throw myself together and running out the door 15 minutes later with my flat mate who also slept in. But what a day. I have now had all my intro lectures to this semesters modules and I'm quite excited to et started. 

Dissertation sounds scary as fuck though. Like proper terrified of failing scary. But my motto for this year is it'll be fine, so positive thinking for the next 8 months and I'll get there. Although with very little sleep. 

I'm finally reunited with my bestie tonight as well, it's been like a month! So exciting. :). So being the crazy ones we are it's 10.30 and we've been in our jammies for 2 hours and nearly falling sleep on the sofa. Opps! 

Fuck It

So I got home from work half an hour ago and I have to get up for uni in 6 hours. I will not be a happy person tomorrow. A lot of coffee will be required. And red bull, really just any form of caffeine. It's going to be a long day. 

Even longer than today was. Work was a total night are again! Like people need to realise that I can't do a million things at once. I've never been shouted at and felt sorry for at the same time as much in my life ever. And I think I said sorry about 3 million times tonight. But unfortunately I ant make the oven cook the pizzas and fucking faster, and trying to run a full floor and tell the chef exactly what needs to go where while reassuring the customers their food will be out is not fucking easy. 

Like just fuck off. 

And now I have 8 hours of lectures to look forward to tomorrow. Yay. With the amount of work I already think I have I will have no life. And no sleep by the looks of it. Even my afternoon nap today was full of weird dreams about uni and work. I don't even get away from it then for fuck sake.