The Morning Plan of Action/Madness

So I'm a bit fed up with things at the moment. OK, so I've got my future sorted out and I'm smiling and laughing more than I ever have before, but something just isn't quite clicking at the moment. What I'm trying to say is that I'm boring myself. I'm fed up with not get out of bed when I plan to and when I don't start uni work when I want to. I'm fed up with taking an extra five minutes in the shower just because it's warm. In short, I'm losing patience with myself at a time when I should on top of everything. With all of this in mind, I've resolved to do something about it - I'm going to get out of bed.

Walk Into Me at Your Peril

It feels like a long time since I sat down and had a really good moan about something that isn't university, drinking or females (a reference to Friday Night Dinner for you there). Tonight I'm branching out and I've decided to just have a moan about people in general. Well, not everyone because that would require a book but a certain type of person that I've come across recently. I live and go to university in a pretty busy city and my route to university includes a particularly busy part of it. Everyday I walk to and from my flat hoping that that will be the day when someone doesn't walk into me. I'm not that big a target nor am I the kind of person that walks so casually that I end up walking into people. It appears that I carry on my head a homing beacon for these people who, for the sake of this blog post anyway, will be referred to as idiots.