The Splendour Of Paranoia.

Bare with while I consult my blackberry calendar to work out what I did between New Years Eve and Today, which for your information was the first day back at school, so thankfully some routine is back in my life, but an unwelcome guest is the fear and guilt that comes with A level revision and exams looming in the very near future. 

Monday was pretty nondescript. Had my economics tutor and failed at revising all day.

Tuesday revision, econ tutor, personal trainer and generally doing chores, before meeting up with Izzy for some chinese and then going on to the cinema to see Sherlock Holmes 2, with Jude Law in it. I do LOVE that man. 

Wednesday went to school. Raveeee. Then I don’t really remember what happened for the rest of the day..interesting.

Thursday went to school again, before having an INTESE session with my personal trainer before going to Pitcher…how predictable of me. I forced Juliet out, against her will with the promise that “She always thanks me the following day when she’s hung over but had a good time.” I also got Poppy to come out too which was nice. We started off in Spoons, because it seemed a good idea, but it never really is good, or indeed nice in there so left pretty quickly and got to Pitcher, THANK GOD FOR SHORT Q. Saw Harriet and Jess and Lucy, lost Juliet and Poppy. Found Frank, Tab and George, and then proceeded to spend a good amount of time with them, they are all so lovely and cute and incredibly odd when drunk. I don’t really remember much about the rest of the night if I’m honest but it was good. 

Next morning got up and did a Spin Class hungover. WHY DID I THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA. Before going to Wagamama’s with the fam, followed by school for revision. Needless to say at this point I was very tired, intact exhausted so no work was completed. Went back to Izzy’s house after and rented some DVD’s and chilled which was nice. About midnight (miracle I survived even that late) the whole family decided to play a board game…as one does. So we teamed up and proceeded to learn about british heritage until Rosie and I won the game and we were released to bed. It was a lot of fun, but far past my bedtime.

The weekend past uneventfully. School, revision, home, repeat. Pretty much. 

(Source: beautyinthebreakdown8)