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...coming back up to Stoke after three weeks at home, I mean. And I thought I was doing so well at 8 this morning. Sure, I'd slept in, and as a result had only been awake for about 15 minutes by the time my dad came for me and my stuff, but I did virtually all my packing last night -- only my laptop to put away this morning since I'd been up late reading porn doin' stuff on t'Internet until the wee hours.
Biiiiiiiiiig mistake.
I've left two things down in Bishopstone, two vitally life-savingly (to me, anyway) important things, without which my life is going to be bloody difficult for the next wee while. I've managed to replace one of the things, and I somehow have to cope without the other until Tuesday at the very, very earliest.
*sighs* I'm tired, physically and emotionally exhausted, and now all I want to do is curl up in a corner and try not to think about my exams, which start in three days.
Biiiiiiiiiig mistake.
I've left two things down in Bishopstone, two vitally life-savingly (to me, anyway) important things, without which my life is going to be bloody difficult for the next wee while. I've managed to replace one of the things, and I somehow have to cope without the other until Tuesday at the very, very earliest.
*sighs* I'm tired, physically and emotionally exhausted, and now all I want to do is curl up in a corner and try not to think about my exams, which start in three days.
