blarrghhh day apart from Art. Am doing a selfportrait in oils. Have been trying to do the politics question since monday but am not making progress.

sigh i'm just not in a very good mood despite art and getting our snowball tickets. it's been a really tough day filled with bitterness, helplessness and close shaves.

ahh debs and sam were so hungover. last night debs kept sliding off her chair and under the table. and we were all in the kitchen singing don't stop me now and wonderwall at 2am. then sam did another rendition of jerusalem. we made so much noise that the porter came round and told us to keep it down. but he chose the moment to come in when debs was under the table and luke was sprawled on the floor haha it was bloody hilarious i swear the craziest thing i've seen in a long time. it was literally like - he opened the door, we stopped mid-song, and he just stared at the amazing sight of two incredibly drunk people on the floor.

i love my housemates. i love times when sam and debs come into my room with carrots and singing along to are you gonna be my girl. and me keeping my room door open so debs can prance around the corridor to the beats of usher. kate and her episode with the blender that she had to be sent to hospital. emma from next door who's practically part of our house. dan who makes a hell lot of noise with his guitars and goes through 8 beers BY HIMSELF then getting so drunk that he slops salad cream all over his leg.

it's when i'm not cooped up in the room that i'm happiest.