So I have an exam in an hour. Italian listening, shouldn't be too disastrous, I've done quite a lot of work...
But could I give a shit about it? Could I buggery. I just realise that today is Thursday. Exactly three weeks from today, me and Na will be in Interlaken! We might even have arrived at Greenfield!! We might even have started putting up the tent!
...of course, that particular thing will take us quite a while. Sure, it's a popup tent. You'd think we'd have a job fucking that one up... Ha. Not me and Na. We could fuck ANYTHING up. This is why we never finished our Duke of Edinburgh awards...
Aaah I'm excited. I'm quite scared too - I've been so upbeat these past few days that I'm semi-convinced I'm gonna go down the other side of the rollercoaster soon. But oh well, if it happens, it happens. At the moment I am balanced and happy (well, nearly balanced. A bit hyper. But otherwise balanced.
The official diet plan has been active for four days now, and I've lost three pounds. Liking this. Not entirely sure how it's happening considering I've still been eating somewhere over 1500 calories each day and not exactly doing a marathon every day, but oh well. I'm not going to complain! Maybe it's to do with my enforced sleep pattern - I've been going to bed at 10 and getting up between 6 and half past. Of course, to get to sleep at that time I practically have to knock myself out with a concoction of drugs, but still. It's working. I'm waking up every morning refreshed and ready to work. Yay!
...and so Brother Firetribe comes onto iTunes and I have to go off and do a dance to the cheesiness...
Misty x