So yesterday was my furst day back to uni after my lovely month. My morning was rubbish. Network Rail being the tossers they are have decided to close our train line for nine weeks so we have replacement buses on. I get bus sick. Anyhooo, I got on a bus that said 'Ashford' and it went the wrong way. Me and the other people on it were like 'What the...' When we did get on the right road it was terrifying because it's a proper narrow road with ditches both sides. You know them set up scenes at the beginning of Casualty where something is blates going to go wrong and everyone ends up in ED? It kind of felt like that.
The day did get much better after that as I'm directing a short film with a group at uni. It's about a clown and involves a balloon and a police lineup. That's all I'm going to say. You'll have to wait and see what that comes out like.
Today I've been slaving over essays but tomorrow I'm going to see this:
Looks alright. And I got the ticket free. I met Christian from Eastenders when he turned on the christmas lights but couldn't get an autograph so let's hope if I meet him this time I actually get an autograph. I love him sooo much.
Yep, that's my life. It's okay.
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