Stupid money.
Nov. 30th, 2004 05:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againSo it seems the money I spent at the Traffod Centre didn't actually come out my account until today. Which means I'm actually around £40 down when I thought I was £15 up. Bastards. I could've sworn I hadn't spent that much money. *sulks* Plus I have over a week and many Christmas presents left to buy. What did I *do*?!
Our Creative Writing lecture was cancelled because the lecturer had to go to hospital apparently and Philosophy sucked - it was just a brief review of the half term and was entirely pointless. I could've come back two hours ago and had an extra two hours revising for my Philosophy test tomorrow. *sigh* Instead I went with L and had coffee and talked about Harry Potter for an hour. Which was undeniably fun, but not enough to make up for the general waste of time that has been today - I woke up two and a half hours late as well, due to my alarm failing to go off. I think that basically set the tone for everything that happened later. *sighs again*
I did have a bizarre dream during those few hours I overslept though - Bridget Jones crossed with Alien crossed with... something, no idea what. It was one of the craziest dreams I've ever had and it was so *real* - at one point I touched someone's hair and I could feel these blond curls under my hand. It was enough to throw me completely off course for about two hours after I got up. I think it took place in some sort of giant, shiny prison facility, which brings to mind 1984... but it was the guy who played Bishop in Aliens who was in charge of it all and we didn't know. And I can't work out if I was part of it or just watching or kept switching POVs between people... really, really weird. -_-
No more sugar before bedtime for me in future...
Less than 24 hours though and I'll have basically finished for Christmas. Which makes me happier - mainly because it means I won't be spending more money. I'm getting a little obsessed with the numbers in my bank account ticking down now. >_<
Must. Go. Revise. *headdesk*
Clo
Our Creative Writing lecture was cancelled because the lecturer had to go to hospital apparently and Philosophy sucked - it was just a brief review of the half term and was entirely pointless. I could've come back two hours ago and had an extra two hours revising for my Philosophy test tomorrow. *sigh* Instead I went with L and had coffee and talked about Harry Potter for an hour. Which was undeniably fun, but not enough to make up for the general waste of time that has been today - I woke up two and a half hours late as well, due to my alarm failing to go off. I think that basically set the tone for everything that happened later. *sighs again*
I did have a bizarre dream during those few hours I overslept though - Bridget Jones crossed with Alien crossed with... something, no idea what. It was one of the craziest dreams I've ever had and it was so *real* - at one point I touched someone's hair and I could feel these blond curls under my hand. It was enough to throw me completely off course for about two hours after I got up. I think it took place in some sort of giant, shiny prison facility, which brings to mind 1984... but it was the guy who played Bishop in Aliens who was in charge of it all and we didn't know. And I can't work out if I was part of it or just watching or kept switching POVs between people... really, really weird. -_-
No more sugar before bedtime for me in future...
Less than 24 hours though and I'll have basically finished for Christmas. Which makes me happier - mainly because it means I won't be spending more money. I'm getting a little obsessed with the numbers in my bank account ticking down now. >_<
Must. Go. Revise. *headdesk*
Clo
