I’m feeling fairly certain that i’m still hungover but I’m back in Edinburgh so I can spend the week in bed. Last weekend (well the weekend just gone) I went down to Leeds to stay with some friends and partttyyyy. I actually ended up in bed at 1:30am, which is fairly embarrassing isn't it really. Perhaps at 21 i’ve actually lost my ability to drink. It was lovely to get out of Edinburgh however, and just be with my friends for the weekend. We did very little which was nice, and ended up watching a lot of First Dates when we were hungover and eating our bodyweight in chocolate and grapes (??? that combo).
I’m in bed now, but i’ve got a hot chocolate and some porridge so i’m on the road to recovery two days later. I also managed to squeeze in a gym session yesterday when I got back, email my mum and eat a burger before crashing out. Something about travelling always exhausts me and I'm not sure why? Maybe it’s because I can’t sleep on trains.
I have the week off uni now and i’m desperately trying to be productive. I’m focusing on dissertation research because i’ve neglected that a little this past week. ALSO forgot to say that I watched all of Stranger Things and i’m not sure what to do with my life. I got my dad to watch it too, everyone should watch it really.
#deadlinesssss
Song of the day:
False Alarm - Matoma, Becky Hill
Quote of the day:
“Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Lauren
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