Tuesday 3rd April (Early)
Ive majorly ruined my sleep pattern with wrestling and mischief.
Still on a bit of a high from the weekend, and i don’t mean a chemical one.
Tuesday 28th February
Today i woke, and decided uni wasn’t gonna happen. Im not quite sure what it is, my sleeping pattern has miraculously been sorted due to a 36 hour bender in Dublin, so tiredness is no longer an issue.
I feel like i’m in a weird stage, like i can’t quite decide whether i’m happy or not. I think i over exaggerate my loneliness because i spend my life over saturated with the attention of people. When I’m not at university i’m doing stuff for the club nights. When i’m not at the club nights I’m at another club night. When i’m not at another club night I’m with the bro’s.
The weekend was eventful, and doors felt like they opened, and i guess i know that deep down a lot of it is sink or swim. Its just taxing me knowing what i want and knowing how i should use what little spare time i get. Or if, in fact that little time i do get would perhaps be good enough for anyone.
But enough of the pondering. I made a load of cash last night photographing some man from The Only Way is Essex. I don’t remember his name, but he seemed like a nice guy and not a melon headed moron like i kinda expected him to be!
Tonight will be dull. I think i’ll be giving Phlebas a miss due to working late elsewhere. I should probably get more work done anyway…
