Apparently as you grow to not care what kind of obnoxious people read your blog, you unintentionally fall into the caterogry of becoming careless about what you write, and you know what? I don't. I love the fact that you read it, I'm happy for you, but really its become more of a journal that's completely personal yet impersonal at the same time. Crazy I know.
So I didn't write an entry yesterday as I was too tired to do so, I came round to doing but only managed this title. Spent the day shopping with Hayley and her friend Helena, I say shopping, I mean they shoped while I went around oxford street looking for a toilet and a place to eat. Enjoyable enough? I think not. Managed to see the amount of people who like to heckle Noel Fielding and how witty and quick he is to come back at them, I love his drive to never give up, even when 20 or so people turn against him at his own gig before he's told one joke. How can people be so eager to tell him he's shit before he's even said anything?
On an entirely different note I've come to the understanding more people have complained about my flat, I look forward to seeing the letter. I shall probably scan it and put it up as a reminder to how pathetic some people in uca rochester's halls truly are. I apologise if its past your sleeping hours but I can recall many times when people have been loud past 2am and I didn't complain, its halls, its what you kind of expect? Or am I just too old school believing that it was party time, I'm sure people have got away with a lot worse than singing till 4am? Meh. I'm writing this on a freezing xold bench waiting for my train back to the bridge, sunday services are well and truly wank. I'm completely unsure whether to head into uni for tommorow, but after all it is our brief. Shall upload a cople of pre-editorial photos I took yesterday walking around london. Have to admit it was quite a nice day.
Toodles young scallywags.
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