So angry at myself, i had a lecture at 9 am this morning and of course in my sleepy state i turned off the alarm instead of hitting the snooze button. Not exactly the way i had intended on ending my first week, but there’s nothing i can do about it now i suppose. Have two more lectures this afternoon, philosophy and perspectives… like honestly? don’t even get me started today.

wearing my new top from a boutique up in SLC, jeans, and a pair of boots. going over to simon’s tonight, and then spending the day in the gym tomorrow! looking forward to a good work out, i feel like three times a week is barely anything..?

alarm clock rang this morning and i turned it off. i thought to myself fuck uni i don’t care, it’s not like i’ll miss anything. then i thought to myself what if i do? what if i miss something important? i can’t miss a lecture? i have to pee… got out of bed to go to the bathroom and then i decided what the hell, i’m already out of bed.

so here i am ready to go to uni. but a word to the wise, when you go to bed upset you wake up angry. 

not sure which one it is. my brain or the trains?

woke up at 734 this morning, and nearly screamed. started panicking and freaking out. my train was meant to be leaving at 730, no way in hell was i making that train.

luckily i found a decent priced train today, only 2 hours later. got to the train station was ready to leave but there’s delays. apparently a train derailed somewhere in the north this morning, thank god i wasn’t on that train!

so at least i wasn’t the only one delayed this morning

Emmelie and I on midsummer

so why is it that when you actually want to sleep in you’ve got something to get up for, and when you’ve got nothing you wake up right away. is it a mental thing? aja, doing the washing this morning, and there’s quite a lot!