So my parents are redecorating my room. Not that this fusses me that much, because I'm probably moving out in February, but regardless, they asked me what colour I want the room.

So I went through the charts and picked out some mild pink colour called "jasmine shimmer" or some bollocks, and said "I want that".

So a few days later, a conversation of the room starts and mother says "We didn't get that paint, it was a bit... pink". I say "So?".

Turns out they got some Ivory colour instead, so I was like "so why did you ask for the colour I wanted, then completely ignore me?"

there was no real excuse from them and I don't really even care what colour the room is, but I stuck to it because they made a big thing of asking me and if they weren't going to listen, why should I let them do it?

PS. I have a new tamagotchi. It's awesome.

don't you ever wish some people would just fall off a building?

55% for a dissertation?! REMARK SIR!

ahhhggg actually just get fucked woman

I'm doing the following -

- Dissertation
- Editing a documentary
- A case study
- a boring essay (which I haven't started)
- and, perhaps most excitingly, this

Oh god, Uni's been crazy the last month or so.

I was campaigning recently for something in the SU, but lost by a good four hundred votes. Although I did get a good 132, which is pretty good considering I did barely any campaigning.

In addition to this, I've been acting in a TV Musical project some guys over in Multi Camera have been up to. I'm envious of their working ethic, those guys do so much. I've been chipping away at my dissertation slowly by surely, although I really need to get that sorted. Also, last week I was in London doing a documentary on a stand up comedian that Siobhain in my group knows. That was pretty good, got a chance to use some SGPro gear so some of it looks beautiful.

Right, it's half two in the morning and I should have been in bed ages ago. Take it easy kids and rapists.

So I've been pent up with my group in my room editing our film recently... It's coming along swimmingly, the rough cut is there and we need to record some foley, shemping and shoot one last scene involving a fair bit of action so that should be fun. Also want to play about with lighting and shit so that is all EXCITING STUFF.

My good friend Tom and I worked together on a Research and Development project, alongside two others, where we "pretending" to pitch a pornographic musical. A Pornical, if you will. We played and sang a little song which was all lovely and that, walked away with a decent grade which is nice for all concerned.

I went to the Snowflake Ball with Laura last night, but she is still besotted with her ex who turned up so I ended up removing third wheel status and doing one. Ah well. I had a good enough time. Expensive though, fucking hell.

What's she doing going there? Has she got a job?

I gotta let things go but I really can't. Everything is going wrong, and i can trace it all back to someone who I shan't mention here. I would ignore them if I could but alas it's all very difficult due to current situations. God why are people so stupid sometimes.

So life has been pretty fucking crazy recently.

I ended up fucking a local girl in freshers, much to my friends amusement; as well as my housemate but we don't talk about that.

I've done precisely no work whatsoever for uni, and we've got a presentation to do in a couple of weeks.

Halloween was pretty mental. Two parties in two nights, I woke up afterward saying to one of my housemates "oh god, I think I was snorting E last night", only to dive into my jeans pocket to find a polaroid confirming such an act.

Recently I've had some sort of stomach bug, which at first I thought to be food poisoning, but my housemate came down with a similar illness who maybe something is being passed around. I ended up having to go to the hospital because I felt awful, only to discover that I have a water infection (or Urinary Tract Infection, if you will). I was vomiting and doing other sorts of bodily passings which I won't discuss every 15/30 minutes before I went up to the hospital, and afterwards it happened throughout the night. I weighed myself to come in a whole stone under what I was previously, just on loss of everything from my stomach and water weight.

I felt a bit of a twinge of illness in the middle of the night so decided to do something online. Might even do a spot of work, who knows....

So I changed my user info and my live journal page for the first time in forever.

Recently I signed up to be a lab rat in some clinical study. I've posted this pretty much everywhere else but here.

( off my face )


Me and hayley also recently broke up which is rubbish but that's what you get when you fuck off to Portugal and become a slag for a couple of weeks. You women are so fucking awful it's unbelievable. how do you wake up in the mornings?

Hello Live Journal for the second time this year. I'm just about to finish my second year of university.

Just finished our last film, got one more essay to do and that's it.

Got the job of being a photography assistant in a couple of days time.

Also; my new band ManBearPig have got a session on BBC Radio Lincolnshire soon. Should be JOLLY GOOD FUN.

hiya kids

i'm a tired boy.

I got bored so I made this




News of LIFE - Year 2 of University is going about as good as I expect it, apart from Radio which I'm dropping in favour of Photography. Well trying to anyway. Me and womanface have been going well. I still like cheese. I have a new band, who you can find here

Sleep now.

people are shit
uni is shit

shit shit shit.

Fresher Helpers need to choke
Fresher's need to choke.


This whole drinking culture can fuck off

I met this new girl, we get along very well and things, she tells me she's all comfortable with me and whatnot, but she's 16 and I'm 20, and I'm off to university in two weeks.

Yeah. OH WELL.

One more week left of work, can't wait.

well now I'm 20, single and feeling a bit shit about that latter fact.

first headlining gig on monday. fuck it.