diary of a 3rd year fine art student . day 1 : pointless attendance

This been quite pointless day in my restart of university. As I woke late cos I was just not arsed enough to get up early to secure a nice space in the studio. I ended up sleeping till 8.20 and leaving the house at 8.30 pretending that I will catch the train at 9.20 which I obviously did not . But it at least gave me time to go buy a yearly student bus card taking away lovely chunk of 249.50 out my student loan . Always a great way to start the day . But still keeping it positive marched to the studios just find out there is no space left and me and couple other people have to wait till someone puts more walls up so bad space guaranteed exactly same as last year . So was pretty much going in turning around and coming back out . But I treated my self with a pretty new note book for this year and maybe even get some chinese or the good cakes .to keep this day rolling hopefully with no more badness .

uni starting..

So its another saturday morning when I almost miss my work cos trains at least manager people being understanding and letting me get the next train and be at work hour late . Last time I forgot that it starts earlier at saturdays all together so I have improved . Starting uni in 2 weeks too so see how ill manage part time . You know the jobs not bad its easy etc but its been what 2 and half months since started it and I’m extremely bored of it . Like the other day me and my bf were talking about tattoos and I’m quite determined to decorate my hands . He’s like “no chance for u to get a normal job then” you know I dnt want normal job I want excitement I want do something that ill love not miss my train cos I dnt think its ok to get 3h early to get to work . Is it bad to think like that?