I seem to be really busy all the time apart from when I am at work. Work would make a great place to do some of my college work (good desk, decent computer, fairly quiet) except for the fact that people might spot I'm not doing what they pay me for if I have lots of notes spread out in front of me.
Guess I'll have to carry on wasting time on here then
I went up to London on Friday to have a look around Kings College. my sister is studying there so I got her to show me around. I was going to go home fairly early as I didn't want to end up staying on her sofa. So much for good interntions
So got absolutely hammered in the Kings College Student Union with some of my sisters friends. I could definitely get used to paying less then 10 for 5 drinks.
Saturday I went to the theartre with my folks as it was my Dads birthday last week. I nearly didn't make it back in time as the journey back from London took 3 hours as oppossed to an hour and a half as some idiot was walking on the tracks. I did gte back though and saw Whipping It Up with Richard Wilson which was excellent. Very clever and likely very true to life as well.
On Sunday I had to write my personal statement for my UCAS application. I hate writing about myself and I didn't get it done until 1 am and it's still rubbish. It might been less rubbish if I hadn't got a bit drunk over the big roast lunch I had. My big sister was over and she leads me astray. Missed munches gig as well which is rubbish.
Yesterday evenings college class was cancelled as our tutor has hurt herself. Instead of going home to do some work for tonight we all went down the pub. I resisted this temptation for about 30 seconds and then gave in. My class mates are ace.
So basically for the last few days I have allowed myself to be talked into drinking when I know there are more sensible things that need doing. On average it takes 15.4 seconds to convince me to go for a pint. My will power know no equal.
Guess I'll have to carry on wasting time on here then
I went up to London on Friday to have a look around Kings College. my sister is studying there so I got her to show me around. I was going to go home fairly early as I didn't want to end up staying on her sofa. So much for good interntions
Saturday I went to the theartre with my folks as it was my Dads birthday last week. I nearly didn't make it back in time as the journey back from London took 3 hours as oppossed to an hour and a half as some idiot was walking on the tracks. I did gte back though and saw Whipping It Up with Richard Wilson which was excellent. Very clever and likely very true to life as well.
On Sunday I had to write my personal statement for my UCAS application. I hate writing about myself and I didn't get it done until 1 am and it's still rubbish. It might been less rubbish if I hadn't got a bit drunk over the big roast lunch I had. My big sister was over and she leads me astray. Missed munches gig as well which is rubbish.
Yesterday evenings college class was cancelled as our tutor has hurt herself. Instead of going home to do some work for tonight we all went down the pub. I resisted this temptation for about 30 seconds and then gave in. My class mates are ace.
So basically for the last few days I have allowed myself to be talked into drinking when I know there are more sensible things that need doing. On average it takes 15.4 seconds to convince me to go for a pint. My will power know no equal.
The Scotland meet was great for drinks prices, wasn't it? I was shocked when we returned.
Hate personal statements also - I'm having to write one for my Chartership. There's cushty jobs? Where?