STRESS

Yesterday was the most work related stressful day of my life.
ALL my work got lost for radio, hours of editing. So i had to do it again. Then it got lost. So i had to painstakingly do it AGAIN.
Then i had to do shakires,(twice) then hyguettes, then elizabeths. I missed out on the editing lesson while these people didnt. arrrghhhh. Also something that annoys me is the fact they are going to get a better grade than me, though i did all their work. (The people i interviewed were IDIOTS. "o are there cuts to the nhs? thats all i have to say." "i think its a bad idea" me-"can you explain why its a bad idea?" "nah, i just think it is")

i should have done what everyone else did and asked about celebrities or something, i forgot i hated people.

Then our video group-disaster, dont even want to talk about it. I was so tense i got a massive headache. This uni is so crap- we're paying for something, but its not going anywhere, cant really make a video when the sound equipment is CRAP.

I managed to do 500 words though. Then just crashed in the apple mac room and lay there. Nereasha and i went to the plough to get food. I had 'saved' £5 up cos my flatmates wanted a christmas meal, then someone told me it wasnt happening. So i went to the plough. We ate, i kept zoning out-thats what lack of sleep and no food does to you. Sometimes conversations are boring. I stared at people for a while. I was staring so much and not realising what i was looking at, that when i kinda resumed consciousness, i realised i was staring at 2 boys making out. Then this loud bang was heard. I turned around and a girl playign pool earlier, was just lying on the floor with the cue in her hands. Just-lying -there. I ate my chips and watched.
Her eyes were open. I thought she was an idiot, you dont just lay there when yu're capable of moving, just get up. She finally got up after pretending to be dead or whatever. pssh attention seekers. She was believable though, fell quite stiff and right on her face. Must have hurt her chest-lalala.

My flat mates looked at me in pity when i walked in. I paid £2.35 and got desert. I talked to sophie who i never see. We walked back to the plough because i wanted to win a snowboard, then walked back. dan castrated and i had a massive discussion on why at the end of year 13, chloe (outcasts-my group) angered stef (her old best friend) so much that vito (stefs bf) punched dan and mona (my best girl friend) and then got a restarining order put on her.
My rooms a mess. Im in the library.

i only have 3500 words to go!
This time next week i'll be en route a la canada. i cant wait to see my sister. I actually get nervous/sick thinking about it
(im not freakishly obsessed with my siblings, im just very close to them. The only version of homesick i get (minus trinidad) is missing them)


macs are cool