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Sometimes I make a real mess of my life. It's as if everything starts going too well so I start thinking about and worrying about what could go wrong. Then when I think of ways I could fuck everything up I invariably start trying them out. It takes a lot of effort to stop me from self-destructing sometimes.

So anyway my last piece of work for the second semester was handed in today. After the Easter break I have a couple of exams and then that's it for my first year at uni. If I could plan my time better I think I could be really good at this studying lark. I get the same criticism on all of my essays - poor structure. I know that only happens because I leave them to the last minute and then rush them. A bit of planning and forethought and hey presto, instant improvement.

I'm staying up in London and need to get full time work now. Something to keep me in money during the summer and hopefully give me a little extra spending cash. That way I can stop sponging pints of off some of you lovely people. A few months of full time work over the summer should also get my debt down a little as well if I'm clever. That will be nice.

I can't work out whether to go looking for work next week or whether to take a breather for a week. Going home and eating well at the folks seems might tempting right now. Sooner I get work the happier I'll be long term though. Have to think on that this weekend.