Short and Sweet ... Not So Much...

I haven't written for a while, so think I best publish just a little post =]

Well, the last few weeks of my life - went to see Thirty Seconds to Mars a week gone Friday - fucking amazing! I will admit, I was slightly worried when I learnt that Jared had shaved his head and given himself a mohawk - but he was still BEAUTIFUL!!! And I can't even describe how fantastic they were, best gig I've been to, EVER!

Then the following day Louise came back to Lincoln with me =] good times, was just about due for some good old fashioned girly time! Got drunk, laughed, bitched and moaned about life in general! And it felt damn good to get some shit off both our chests! Unfortunately we both had to go back to reality on Wednesday - starting with my unsuccessful trip to court...

So I have done an assignment on capital punishment, and thought hey! I'll get an interview with someone from the Crown Court - legal knowledge and all that! So I rang up a week before, arranged it for 9.15 Weds morning. Despite I knew full well I'd be £ounded on Tuesday night! I wake up, still slightly drunk! Get to the court for this annoying bland clerk woman to be like: "oh, well we can't comment on anything like that. We can't even give you information on it - we're not legally trained." So the fuckers got me up at STUPID O'CLOCK, to tell me no! Then she had the audacity to ask me to advertise a 'talk for students' for her!

Come to think of it I have totally forgotten about that, and lost her contact details. Oh well, I'm sure she can 118 the University's number and ring herself...lazy bitch.

Ok so this isn't as short as I expected it to be. Currently sat in my room, 11.45 on a Sunday night, BORED out my head. And totally fucked with uni! Assignments left, right and center! Supposed to have an original news story ready for the news day tomorrow - can we just acknowledge that we will not know tomorrows news until TOMORROW?! And there's only one good story, about the World Cup Trophy coming to Sincil Bank, and I wonder how many people will be covering THAT tomorrow?

May genuinely try to do some work...after taking a sleeping pill of course! That plus work will surely knock me out until 10am tomorrow!

Anyway, now I appear to be simply bitching about my life. And nobody wants to read about THAT! So I shall leave you once again, until I have something more productive, and perhaps uplifting, to blog about =]

Inabit ;]