location; extended study lesson, room M31
time; 11:12 am
activity; writing this fucking blog because its more constructive than anything else i could produce in this poxy lesson.
so ive been on the UCAS website, and after revelling and slapping the moniter of this hunk-of-crap computer, i've decided i cant be fucked to apply on UCAS, its a load of nonsense and makes less than no sense. im not a genius, all i want to do is find out which universities have my courses so i can go fart ass about on their websites and get some applications but this whole UCAS thing has thrown a spanner in the works, resorting in me throwing my toys out the pram and writing this instead of securing my future in further education. anyway, "i dont give a shag."
its raining at the moment and this displeases me on so many levels; for one i have to walk back to the train station once my lessons are finished, which means im gunna get shit hair and a face that looks like someones taken a blow torch to it. im a bit of a hypocrit, since i would usually look at girls screeching and sheilding their faces/hair from rain as they scramble for shelter and think they're pathetic and wonder why they cant just deal with it, its not like they're made of sugar, they're not going to dissolve in the rain so why the hell wont they man up. BUT, after getting up at half 6, straightening my hair and powdering my nose, it is a bit of a piss take to then walk through the rain and come to your next destination looking like a burns victim.
im looking forward to developing some bed sores this weekend, minimal movement is key to a good weekend. Gluttony is the theme this weekend. i want to eat shit and drink tea untill every cavity and pore on my body is crammed with food. i then want to drink untill i go blind and wake up as a tangled mess of limbs with eyes like a cat ass hole and mouldy mouth, throw up down the side of my bed and then go back into a deep and sweaty sleep...
OH, i used my hands to paint in art today! it was liberating, to grab a tube of acrylic paint and squirt it into your palms and then just smear it around like a wild woman, with the rest of my art class sitting there observing their work with pride and using fanny paint brushes for the intricate details. fuck that, im all about getting down and dirty with my art, i got involved and i loved it, no regrets, even though i have gold hands and i look like ive been fisting a bond woman.
on that note, tuttah mongspot
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