I haven't wrote for quite a long time, been too busy with my exams and things. That is the joy of being in my final year. I have been writing to publishers being a smidge away from begging for a job.

Actually, I am becoming quite embittered about having to leave in a few months and enter the real world. It annoys me when people don't experiance the full uni experience and instead moan about it. I honestly have loved uni and have got drunk with the best of them. That is proberely why I have kidney problems now. At this actual moment, I am not even letting my dissertation get me down. I am writing it while bopping to gangster music in the library.

My third year has been pretty strange. Basically, I had this one group of friends from the first year but for one particular reason have drifted away from them and I think that it was a blessing in disguise. I think I have changed so much from my first year that I simply am not that person anymore and also have found amazing best friends this year.

Anyway, my weekend was good. My sweetheart came down and we went to a party on saterday night and I got riduculously drunk but not as drunk as him. I have just seen the photographs that I don't even remember people taking and they are quite amusing. God knows that I was doing with that door.....