Well I am not one to usually feel sorry for myself, but to be honest I have had it fucking shit recently.
The Easter holidays began all well enough but a week into them, one of my best friends Robyn-Ellen France (19) was tragically killed in a car crash on the way to see her boyfriend. What makes it worse it that it was completely not her fault, some idiot just pulled into the side of her. Anyway so the rest of the Easter holidays is about as depressing as it gets, but really thankful for having such great family & friends at home who helped me though it it, and I like to think I helped them too.
I came back to uni briefly to find out I nearly failed my essay which is bullshit and our film got another high 2.2 mark, making us realise it was never going to be possible to get a 2.1.
My Summer Project group is good though, so there is something to smile about.
All in all though I had to go back home last weekend for Robyn's funeral and I got to see all my friends. Before I knew it I was back here and its fucking shit. I don't want to be, I want to be home with my friends.
What a load of shit
Night