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Aug 15, 2014

FFS. Get a call from the GP, get sent to hospital, get filled with fluids, get discharged. Two weeks later do it all again. What’s the point.

Aug 13, 2014 / 1 note
Aug 1, 2014

I want to go home. I want to quit uni. I want to quit my life. I’m tired and I just want to talk to my mum and not a therapist. I’m failing at everything from studying to eating to sleeping. I want to cry all of the time but I don’t want anyone to see me crying because it’s so embarrassing how badly I’m doing and then it’ll be really obvious that I’m a terrible student. I want to go home, like, now.

South Parks, Oxford
Jun 1, 2014 / 2 notes

South Parks, Oxford

May 22, 2014 / 1,449 notes
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angelclark:

Historic Black and White Pictures Restored in Color

1. Women Delivering Ice, 1918

2. Times Square, 1947

3. Portrait Used to Design the Penny. President Lincoln Meets General McClellan – Antietam, Maryland ca September 1862

4. Marilyn Monroe, 1957

5. Newspaper boy Ned Parfett sells copies of the evening paper bearing news of Titanic’s sinking the night before. (April 16, 1912)

6. Easter Eggs for Hitler, c 1944-1945

7. Sergeant George Camblair practicing with a gas mask in a smokescreen – Fort Belvoir, Virginia, 1942

8. Helen Keller meeting Charlie Chaplin in 1919

9. Painting WWII Propaganda Posters, Port Washington, New York – 8 July 1942

10. Construction of the Golden Gate Bridge ca 1935

See the rest here: http://noarmycanstopanidea.com/20-historic-black-and-white-pictures-restored-in-color/

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Apr 19, 2014 / 1 note

Aaarrrrrggghhhhhhh

So fucking annoyed. Someone has now opened my frozen yoghurt without asking. If I eat food from the fridge at home all I get is ‘did you finish the parmesan? Now we have no parmesan’ and yet it seems like it’s fair game for other people to eat whatever I’ve bought. I replace everything I finish. I do a whole food shop for my parents the first day I come home because there’s usually nothing in the fridge. I ask everyone what they want from the store. So I find it pretty tedious to have to buy my own food so that no one can complain that I’ve used something that was supposed to be for dinner when the stuff that I buy then becomes fair game for everyone else. So far I have spent £60 on food since I came home on Thursday because apparently I now pay for five people to eat.

Apr 10, 2014 / 2,102 notes

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Apr 9, 2014

I’m only writing this to push my face down as it’s creepy having it up top.

I have nothing else to say other than today has been generally useless, apart from writing a million emails because I am producing a show in 4 weeks’ time and practically nothing is organised for it. Today I made a decision on what kind of glasses to have at the bar (plastic).

In teaching today I was asked to do a procedure that I had no idea how to do and it was totally humiliating because I had to just stop and be like ‘I have no idea, at all’ until someone else was asked to take over and try. Clearly the two tutors didn’t believe me when I told them I had no clue what to do and for some reason had to watch me fail to do it rather than just explaining it first or having someone else do it from the start. So that was suuuuper awkward and I had to leave the room to make sure they didn’t see how upset I was.

In other news I got an essay back after 6 weeks and the only feedback on it was ‘Good essay on…[paraphrased title], good use of references and clear discussion’. I only got 8/10 on it so not helpful that there was no useful criticism, especially as I knew it wasn’t that great even though I’d spent a decent amount of time on it. I sent an email in reply to ask if the person who marked it had actually read it.

Then I got a text from work asking me to work a shift that I had said no to twice already because it was a late shift and I’m down to work from 5:30 am - 2pm the following day, but in the end i just gave in and agreed to it. I hate myself when that happens because I know I should keep saying no but I also know that they will keep texting and emailing me until I say yes, because I always do eventually. So I’m working 47 hours this week, on top of uni work and trying to produce this show.

One of the worst days in a long time. I bought a bottle of wine on the way home so at least things have improved slightly.

Apr 9, 2014 / 2 notes