I'm a creep.

I can't sleep, well i can never sleep at night. I'm always up at this hour, lurking in my room, being a creep. I love it normally but being back home in Essexs means i'm not sprawled on my bed smoking copious amounts and gorming to music fairly selfishly loud. I also can't really do work as all my shit is in Bournemouth, and to be honest i can't really be fucked.

It's christmas eve today, but i've decided i'm not going to sleep today, not yet. Yesterday i woke up at 4pm and i felt horrifically unhealthy all night in my pyjamas, also watching my sister wrap all the presents she has got for people. And i find myself sitting on the sofa slightly panicking that i have got zilch for anyone, though i'm only buying for my grandparents and sister and cat presents, everyone else can fuck off. 

Though i'm going to stay up, and i will head into town fairly early i think, i'm desperate for a Latte. I'm meant to be meeting kris today and be playing Sega with him, yet i'm having trouble digging it up out of the void. 

I got all the games, Sonic, Streets of Rage, Paper Boy, Batman.... it will be pretty intense. But anyway, i really desperately want to buy this for myself..

I just know it will increase my ability to be actually functional so much, it's like £139, that isn't too bad. I might just go and do it tomorrow and hide it from my family, it will only anger them more how irresponsible i am with my money. I also plan to buy train tickets to go to Paris today to see my dear friend James Rowbottom. Only to the point Eurostar website is being a cunt and won't let me. 

I want to talk about the night i had, last monday and how strange it was. I went to Cambridge for student night and everyone was out pretty much. I remember how much i fucking hate Fez, just made me appreciate so much how i am at uni and not stuck there. (Sorry if you are, maybe this will motivate you to leave.) But i got a chance to see most people, but not really actually talk to them. At the end of the night we had a travelodge room for us, and got the impression that we could easily sneak in 10 people. Obviously not. I don't know how my sister manage to party with Babyshambles in that exact travelodge and not get chucked out, i don't know. 

I felt shit as people had to leave, didn't get to see them properly. But anyway, we got charged a £150 fine for smoking, the eastern european manager was shouting at us it was all too much so Jayson fell asleep. Abby, Kris and I took a hot bath, and it was spectacular. 

Friends should take baths together more often. The manager basically came in on us thinking we had more people smuggled in, and then became so embarrassed about the situation he walked on to. Which was good, he became scared of Kris and most likely thought he was a Pimp, seriously. 

No fine, Pizza at 7am, Sick in the towels, broken keycards. It was all ok in the end. Apart from i think i have..

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I have problems when i get out of a hot bath it seems.

Some point soon, i really want to do some animation. But film it like this, or make it so like crap that it's good. I fucking love the short animations that where on Liquid Television, 90's tack, gotta love it.

Nautical Nonsense- i need to buy this print asap.

There was this exhibition in 60 million postcards called "Nautical Nonsense" by This Is...
I didn't get a chance to go, but i spend some of my free time in this coffee shop called Coffee L'amour, it's great for doing work upstairs as it's pretty chilled. And the coffee's good and cheap to students.
But they exhibit some of the work, and i'm actually so in love with this print...

This is by Louise Wyatt i believe, i don't know the mediums it was done with but i'm guessing pencil and ink, and marbling effect? It's only six pounds on the website for a poster, when i get paid i am definitely getting one and perhaps a nice frame for it. I really want to start buying actual pieces of arts or special prints and eventually when i have this amazing house have it all hanging up would be amazing. 

I went to a gallery in cambridge yesterday with three friends and some of the work was standard, "contemporary" but too average for my liking. Other bits so stylized it look like it should of been for a "Get Well" card or some tack, was quite shocked to see it. But then some amazing pieces hiding between the mediocre pieces, some really insane pieces. 

This one piece of art really got me, it was of these lilies pads and koi carps, but something about this painting was amazing. You had to see it to get what i mean. 

But anyway, it was worth like £4,000.00 and i felt abit embarrassed being in this gallery, but yet made my day when the woman who owned the place asked me if i was interested. She actually thought i probably had 4 grand knockin' about to buy a painting. I felt pretty sophisticated, i won't lie. 

Art School Girls of Doom, i want to be them. Love this animation so much, so trashy. 

Swimming in shit.

Eurgh, what to do with myself.

All too familiar..

This scenario, but this is a little bit different as i can't escape to my refuge of a cold room, as no electricity or gas.  General being wide awake is such a pain, especially when it clashes against people who prefer the day light, that ain't me.
Might bust of a few drawings, if only i can find a pen here.

Choas

Never felt so horrific, what do i do with myself. Especially when sitting in a cold dank room and duvets feel miserably wet. I don't know why i haven't gone home yet, like i'm waiting here still thinking something good is going to happen, how wrong i am.
Eurgh and my internet is being a cunt and taking ages to upload images.