19th nervous breakdown

And I'm approaching my 19th, ha! Well basically, my imending doom as I called it a few blogs before has caught up with me. I thought it might but not like this.
Yesterday we found out we have a news story that's due before 11am on Wednesday. A fair few of us did not know about this. So clearly it wasn't just me not listening, they really had not emphasised it enough. So I started panicing, thinking how the fuck was I going to find a news story in 2 days. Suicide would be easier!!! I jest. In my head I quickly thought of a couple of ideas (neither of which worked out)but luckily my mate Ellie came up with an idea later. Anyway he brought round our assignment work. I got 54 which is equivilent to a 2-2 (or however you would write it). Not bad I guess. The teacher was happy with all of our results. No one got a first and no one failed. But my news story didn't do well because it was a bit dull and I agree, it was. I didn't make it exciting enough and at the time I was pulling my hair out over it. I just wanted to get it written and printed. I'm not going to do any better this time with such a lame story idea but it's better than handing in fuck all I guess.

When I got home I practically spent the rest of the day reading as I have an entire book to read for wednesdays lectures. Lewis came round while I was reading but just sat there playing Zelda quietly so I could get on with work. It was nicer than just sitting in a lonely room I guess. I took a break from reading when I made dinner and afterwards had a chat with Lewis and Ellie. They were going to go out tonight but I'd said I'd stay in and do work as I was swamped. There was no way I was in mood either. Lewis was having second thought about wanting to go out himself but Ellie was planning to go out with Matt, Joe and Rachel anyway. We spent some time winding up Matt but he figured us out eventually. Was funny though. He came round along with Rach and Lewis went home to do some work. When they all left to go to the pub I went back to my room to read. Lewis was on facebook chat saying he couldn't do any work and was starting to wonder if the course he was doing was for him. I am starting to feel the same. Journalism as a course is a joke. If real Journalism is like this (which luckily, I don't think it is) I don't want to be a Journalist. Why can't we all be like Hunter. S. Thompson? Best. Journalist. Ever. Reality sucks.

Lewis really couldn't do any work and I was sick of reading all fucking day even though the book wasn't that bad there's only so much a girl can take in one day. So he came over in some sort of attempt to cheer each other up. Lewis didn't show it but I think he's as depressed/stressed as I am at the moment. Even Joe who also does my course doesn't know what to do withn himself. Lewis is seriously considering changing course or quitting uni for a year. I hope he doesn't quit, I'd miss him so much. He's an awesome friend, I might even go so far as to say one of the best I've ever had, beside from the fact he uses my stuff and doesn't wash it up! We played Super Smash Brawl for a bit and although I was having fun, I couldn't really get into it. We stopped and started typing in random words into Spotify and listening to the songs that came up. That proved for some very strange and funny music!!! I then made us some tea and was giggling because Lewis was spinning around on the floor like a loony! I placed a biscuit on his head and gave him his tea.

Matt had come home, he was on Msn so Lewis started talking to him like he was me. I thought it would have been damn obvious it wasn't me with some of the things he was saying! But Matt fell for it. Then Matt typed something about Lewis being hot or at least, attractive. Lewis was pissing himself laughing as was I! Lewis tried to tell Matt it was actually him typing but Matt wouldn't believe us! I sent Matt a picture message of Lewis sat on my laptop as proof because Matt didn't think Lewis was even round mine. Oh dear. Matt got all worried and embarassed about what he said which made Lewis feel guilty but Matt was just being silly as usual. Lewis didn't give a shit and really saw it as a compliment. Lewis said he tends to start hanging around with people he's attracted to anyway! Dear oh dear, what a mess. But still, it cheered me up enough to get a good nights sleep. In fact, I got two texts this morning and I didn't wake up to either of them which is a first! Nothing exciting unfortunatly.

Today I have so much work to get done, I might not even go to the film club tonight because of it. We're also going to view our first house today which is exciting but I'm far too pissed off, stressed and depressed today. I can't wait until tomorrow when this will all be over apart from the fact I have to remember 100 words and recite them in class on thursday. Somebody do me a favour and shoot me now. It doesn't help that no one is really being that supportive. I mention I'm getting stressed to someone and they just ignore it. I want someone to talk to for fucks sake! Even my dad just said "Oh well". I guess it's just a bloke thing to not give a shit sometimes. I know I have my uni friends but sometimes, that isn't enough.