I’m back home. It’s study month, which means a month at home, back briefly for exams then home again. I can’t believe its over already, I can’t belive its going to be pretty much 6 months til I’m back again. I can’t believe I don’t get to go back and see him in two days like normal. Part of me is  happy to be home,  I’ve missed my family, I didn’t realise i’d be so sad so quickly.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

So I’m currently auditor of my college’s Italian Society. I do love it and I don’t mind the responsibility during the week, its grand. But I just wish I didn’t have to be told about/thinking about/ dealing with/fixing things that could easily wait til monday at the weekend. I’ve got a chest infection at the moment so my plans for this entire weekend were to vegetate in the vain hope of somehow becoming healthy again at some stage! But then I was informed of all the things that needed doing, all of which could have waited til monday.

I just want to spend this week getting better but now I’ve realised I have so much to do:

Homework monday, Societies training and viewing the hotel for the Languages Ball tuesday, Movie screening and inter-Langauge party (that I have to go to because I’m auditor despite the fact that my italian is gone to shit and if people try to speak to me in it I’ll be like…..ummmm) wednesday,then studying for my test next week thursday and friday.

Great…

Why didn’t I take the doctors offer of a sick note?????? I’m such a fucking idiot! :’(

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