So, I just found out that my Austrian e-pal, who I met on holiday and is in the army, is going to Georgia to help the people there. He told me that he hopes he'll come back.

Ugh, what a great end to a great day. I though that that awful iced caramel machiatto on the way home was the icing on the cake, but this is the multi-coloured super-sprinkles.


"This job would be great if it wasn't for the fucking customers." True say man, true say.


Oh, and I didn't see one interesting-looking person when I enrolled at college on Tuesday. I know I'm judging books by their covers but that's what I do; I have a library card which allows me to do so on a regular basis and I'm quite good at it. I kinda don't want to go back to school now.


I wish my icon was true.

Right, well, I think I started hallucinating. Yesterday I saw a massive crawling insect on the bathroom floor during my shower, moving just behind the towels as I caught sight of it. I was petrified. But when I finally plucked up the courage to get out of the shower and fetch my mum to help me investigate, it had vanished.  (And by 'me investigat[ing]', I mean standing at the doorway shuddering while my mum looked.) And then, a few hours later, I saw a giant moth flapping around behind my door in the corner of my eye.

There was no moth.

But I'm not helping myself here. I'm drinking coffee (and I drink it pretty damn strong) and it's five minutes past midnight, according to my new £5 watch with a face that's a third of the size of the actual watch. I'm a sucker for cheap things that look snazzy, even though it's not very practical at all. For example, I bought four Family Guy badges today for £2.99. An individual, slightly smaller badge, costs 49 pence. I'm paying a pound for cardboard. Cardboard which I'm going to throw away.

I spent about £80 in the last two days. Seriously, what the hell?! At least I'm getting my wage from the menswear shop of doom tomorrow. That'll just about cover it.

But my Toyota Aygo dream is driving further and further away from me... come back little Aygo! I love you! *sobs* I don't care about your small bootspace. I have more than enough behind for the both of us!