Hello insomnia, my old friend
26.09.05, 12:59 am

Hmm, this must be the start of a new period of insomnia. Oh joy. And what perfect timing too, seeing as tomorrow is the first day of third year. The stupid thing is that I'm blatantly very tired, but my body's having none of it, although it's perfectly happy to get progressively colder and hungrier. Sometimes I feel like getting a refund on my current existance.

So yeah, today's been the last day of freedom before the start of the last big slog. I went to the gym, although I didn't do as much due to my heart not being happy about something or other, and consequently giving me SEH regularly. There was a girl there wearing a boob tube and hotpants. Jeez man. She was also vaguely anorexic looking, and really powering away on the exercise bike. It made me vow never to get that obsessive about exercise (I'm blatantly not arsed enough about it as it is, anyway).

Hannah arrived back today, complete with excellent tan. It may actually have just been a slight tan, but because Hannah's usually so pale (anaemia) it's very noticeable. She's not too happy with Guy, over both the whole housing issue and the repeating second year issue. I still dislike Guy, for the record.

My first lecture is at 9:00 tomorrow morning, and is BMS301 Membrane Receptors. My, doesn't that sound fascinating? I have a horrible feeling that it's also going to be taken by that psychotic American bitch who took us for a lecture last year: the one who simultaneously pissed me off and freaked me out so much that I ended up skipping 4 of the 6 lectures. The one who walked by and into the lecture room just as I stupidly remarked, "Okay, so if the notes are on the net why the hell have we bothered to turn up?". I have a really bad habit of talking about people without noticing that they're in my vicinity. That and sending text messages to the wrong people, solely because I have mentioned their name in my text. Man, that's put me in some tricky situations, I can tell you.

This entry seems a little rambly. I've actually been feeling pretty pissed off for most of the evening, for reasons unknown, and have therefore been holed up in my room arsing around on the Internet. Paddy's escorting me to my lecture tomorrow, so hopefully the pissed offness will have gone by then.

Okay, going to try the whole sleeping gig again. If it fails I shall again turn to Stephen King - Misery, which is the book I'm currently reading, for the second time. It's an excellent book, but I'm drawing near to the part where Annie cuts off his foot, and I don't really want to wind up having a dream about that. Buh.

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