I'm in deep shit for shouting at some visitors that my college is a shithole on Wednesday. I've had to write a letter to the senior management, for christ's sake... I don't actually feel any remorse, and any remorse that I do feel is simply the result of others projecting their shame and embarrassment onto me.
I had yesterday off. I spent most of it sitting around, moping, cutting and generally beating myself up. I was supposed to go to parents evening that night, but because I had the day off because I came home with a sore throat, my mum said I didn't have to go. So I basically bothered to get dressed for nothing... I could've been seeing Bat For Lashes that night. This is going to be a really short entry because I've got nothing else to say and I hate everything, bye.
Lana Del Rey is doing a cocnert in Birmingham next year. The tickets go onsale on Monday. I'd buy them on the day but I've got no money.
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