I am having an torrid affair filled with passion.
This affair is with my Byron essay due in for a week's time.
All I do is think about it, dream about it and worry about my future with it.

Seeing as it is meant to be handed in a weeks time and if I am even 5 minuites late with it, I will FAIL ( in capital letters!) I am sitting in the library daydreaming out the window. As I look down the row, 15/20 students are doing exactly the same thing but if anyone came up to us, we would all proclaim that in fact, we are the most busiest people in the world and can't stop for a coffee now. Unless of course, if that person is our best friend or if we fancy them. If they are our best friend and we fancy them, then we would already be gone with not a backward glance out of the window.

Byron.......Byron is a funny character in English Lit. I am over my word limit despite not putting in a single quote from one of his amusing poetry. I am arguing that Byron was in fact the first rockstar who lived a lifestyle that would rival Pete Doherty.

This is my first Blog and yet, I am still going on about Byron.

Halloween/Bonfire night was good if not a little crazy, my bank balance has certainly had a bit of a scare. I have exactly £11 to live on for the next month and that must include food. Normally, I would ring up my mum and have a moan and pray that a few pounds enter into my bank account like magic but I have decided that this month, I am going to learn the hard way to stand on my own 2 feet. Even if I have been half starved and no longer pysically able to stand; mentally I will be there like a byronic hero of all students.

wish me luck.