Today I've had to deal with a 24hr Literature takeaway test paper, the 19th March was cited as doomsday as far as i was concerned, considering I didn't really want to take literature at uni. I thought a test in it which lasted the whole of a day would kill me to be quite honest.
Poetry was always taboo in school, something we hated. In the case of Poetry in Creative Writing, it's not so bad, you're writing it yourself (not in olde english) and NOT analyzing it! However, English lit means you tear it to pieces and feel like tearing yourself to pieces to avoid it at the same time!
I think I've survived though, as far as I know i've written all I can. Now back to another boring night.
Currently, I am sitting in my room with the iPod on, playing Madina Lake of course. I can't believe I'm going to see these guys again in the near future, last time I wound up on the floor having no clue how I got there with a glass of water being thrust at me by a friend who I didn't even recognise for a scary moment.
This time, support comes from Kill Hannah, and their song Crazy Angel? If you know me well enough, you know that I absolutely LOVE that song. I take their CD into work when I have the canteen shift and blast it from the kitchen, loud enough to be heard over the very noisy dishwasher anyway.
Urgh, that reminds me, tomorrow is Friday. I love Friday after one o' clock, it means I get to go back home to Manchester. A 40 minute ride back to the house. This week I'm going to the cinema with mates from home which should be good I hope.
The reason i don't like Fridays is because it means work on Saturday haha. Another lovely 9hr shift woop. I guess once I'm there and have stopped watching the clock it isn't so bad, earning a bit of money to keep up my gigs addiction anyway. We got the dates last week telling us when Tesco is moving to a temporary store for the rebuild to start, typical me I can't remember them exactly, but it should be interesting.
Might just chill on Saturday night though, a week of deadlines and stress hasn't half tired me out, depending on whether people go to The Venue tonight I might sleep, or I might not, we'll find out wont we?
If i get my application sorted, I could be back at home in September, in my own bed! I am hoping to transfer to Salford University, because, despite everything, i really miss being part of the family back home. Trying to sort it all out (and it's not sorted) has been stressing me out on top of everything. Yesterday I even had a wobbly moment wondering whether i was doing the right thing, but I am hoping that I will be happier at home. Even so, I will miss a few of the amazing friends I have managed to make here. Love you guys!
I could wind up doing this quite often, its strangely enjoyable, whether or not you are interested is an entirely different matter, if you can put up with me I should be posting more often, possibly not forgetting to write for months on end like I usually do with normal diaries!
Thanks for reading, if anyone did of course. If not, i don't really care... I kinda like just being able to type away!
Kirsty!
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