Going back to my hometown for just over a week (I'm doomed, don't want to leav my lovely little flat

). I've got a ton of packing to do, and only a few hours to do it, but I just can't be bothered to start. On a lighter note, I've nearly completed my prep for my fast approaching interview at UWE (ouh scary), I have a showreel (vvvv bad), and some drawings and paintings mounted (also vvvvv bad hehe), now I've just got to make another animation disc and look through old essays (which as I remember are also shockingly vvvv bad).
Right well no net for a week *sigh* and a week tomorrow I'll be 21, which is scary and wrong, since I've got so much to do I really can't party, but my mum won't take no for an answer and has got me booked for the whole weekend to do birthday fun things (bless her hehe), and then when I get back to Hull its the Birthday party with the friends, and then the next morning me and

get on the train (possible, ahem actually no doubt about it in my case, dying and hungover, ohhh I feel sick even thinking about it doooooomed I say dooooomed

) to go to Bristol for interview the next day. First things first though, pack, go home, unpack, get used to not being allowed to anything for myself and being mothered to hell and back, then animate, and then hehe hehe hehe play on FFXII- oh its been so long( my TV up here is dead- urm I kinda hit it, a number of times, a few times with an urm hammer.....poor tv poor tv). Anyway the lack of sleep is making me yatter on pointlessly.
Goodbye.....need rum...tumtetum...where is the rum...why is there never any rum...