stress

just had my job interview, first weekend at uni, so much work, dorothy perkins didnt have dresses in my size, james bond thing on thursday dont know what to do arrghh.
My course leader is a PRATT. I have to go filming on monday, though they dont know what they are filming.
We finish for 6 WEEKS (YES) in 2 weeks and so many deadlines have suddenly sprung up. Bad uni, bad organisation, bad, bad people. Apart from my flatmates and the people i choose to hang out with i HATE the people. Hate em with a pashmina.
Yesterday we went to hyde park with the church people. Adam didnt go. Joel came late-i felt happier when he was there. Fiona went off with her bf.
Psycho-Blah and fat-blah were there, they were shocked to see me talking to people. Later they were with Billie so i pulled her away from them. A guy that looked like elijah wood invited me to a party "do you do journalism?" "How did you guess?" "Because you're thinking of fast answers to turn me down."
Chris Mann also asked for my number, i thought he was joking so didnt say anything, til he asked again.
Gordon Rollo was there. He's fit. He cheated on an old friend of mine called megan. she expected me to say "o sorry." But instead i said "well now he's horribly and grossly attractive."
This boy i met that goes to institute was dancing with his ipod on, the whole night he listened to Justin Timberlake, While they were playing slow songs and slow dancing, he was doing all those weird moves justin loserlake does.
Cate is going out with a boy called reuben i used to know when i was 16...smallllll world.
Also small world, when we went to see my uncle play last saturday, my friend told me she'd seen him play before in his band, Calgary 04. How strange.
My room is in a mess. I actually have no enthusiasm. Except for this job, met friends already though i might not get it.

Ok i need to go find a dress ad a date on the internet, then go to my room and watch garden state with subtitles because the audio doesnt work, while fretting about the amount of work i have to do
ciao