note to self ; go to bed early tonight - you need sleep.

Its got to the stage where im so bloody tired that my whole body just aches. I don't know why i dont just have a nap, i think its because i think that if i do have a nap i'll miss out on valuable time doing college work. Even though im 100% i wont do shit all so then would've just sat around wasting valuable napping time. Im finding it hard to get my head around this thought.

I can hear my family downstairs, i should probably go and say hello as i haven't seen them in over 24 hours and i dont think they know i am home. I spent last night at my dads, he picked me up from college, which i was bloody knackered from, (tiredness progressed from there) because i'd spent the day doing hardcore painting of giant carrots and rushing around trying to get everything ready for the presentation that we had to give to the principle and vice principle. It actually went well, they liked our idea. I was almost set on joining in on the speaking, up until Matt presented his groups idea, and the princ & the wannabe princ (because isn't that what the vice principle is?) absolutely ripped it into him.

So anyway, i spent the evening at my dads watching various programmes on tv, eating fajitas, and drinking wine. Which was good. However, i was f*cking knackered by half 8, seriously, i actually wanted to close my eyes and sleep right then and there. I lasted until 11 before i had to crawl to bed, i was then accompanied by the dog who slept on my feet and kept them warm all night. Going to bed that late was a mistake seeing as i had to get up at 7 this morning to go to a stupid open day which was a complete waste of time seeing as it was horrible there ! University of Bedfordshire. We got there, the surroundings looked stingy as anything. We went inside the uni, flicked through a little brochere thing, i was quite disturbed to see that you didnt have a choice whether you wanted an en-suite bathroom in the accommodation, as i dont really want to share my bathroom with complete strangers first off. So i rung my mum told her about it, she agreed with my dad (for once) that we should just leave. We decided to walk into town just to see if there was some reason that was worth staying and having a tour. But it was dirty, there were more boardered up buildings than there were open, we practically got chased up the street by a man trying to sell us a book on spirituality. And then we passed a man who looked like he was going to mug me, he was rambling on to himself and had no shoes. My dad turned to me and went 'i think that just about sums this place up. shithooooooole. shall we grab a mcmuffin and leave?' and so we did exactly that, im thinking we may not have seen the good side of the place, but i really couldnt be assed to carry on. We got there at 10. We left at half past. We got lost on the bloody way home. It was like a repeat of the time me and my dad were in france and we popped out for some milk from the shop which was a 10 minute drive away and arrived back at camp 2 hours later, we don't know how, but we did get lost. It got to half 1 and i finally arrived home. I haven't moved from my bed since. Its now 14:49.

Im going to go put some music on, try and do some work, and go and show my face downstairs. See you.