Je pense, donc je suis

Tumblr keeps me sane.

Grandmother passed away in her sleep, so with the time difference that’s some time last night.

Nearly over, nearly over, nearly over, nearly over, nearly over, nearly over, nearly over, nearly over… But isn’t is it. Still a lot of shit to deal with after exams. Tutor suggested getting doctors note for stress LOL, spending time with someone that studies human behaviour for a living has its downsides.
I would very much prefer it if the family weren’t so broken.

Everyone thinks I’m mad

But… Spoke to Elsa, in same seminar group and Mister bloody Eron sent her an email with details of her essay… 2 weeks ago. Childish prick. 

69cupsoftea:

if you say “yew” or “meh” instead of you or me stop drop and roll off a cliff

I’m unhappy at the moment

But soon exams will be over. May have a chance of people staying in touch when they’re not preoccupied and maybe just maybe kell won’t fuck up. And family won’t go completely down the shitter. No one to talk to about this stuff and no use getting upset. I imagine myself living alone for a reason.

My actual birthday

Consisted of: Searching for super glue, gluing frame back together, being shouted at by a nasty pathetic old man (literally got in his car, drove ten metres told me off then back to his drive way because dog had walked on his lawn. Some people need more to focus on in life), giving Will a massage which I could only stop because had to walk dog, being turned down in middle of a field, cooking a rather crap meal, paying £6 to get will to the station (spent nearly a tenner dropping him off and getting home) and crying. Alot. Then more crying. 

Ridiculous really. Thus going to count Friday as my birthday and try to skip over Tuesdays existence.