Carbonara carbonara carbonara. How to make carbonara? Still need to google that stuff, bit of cream, onions, garlic, bacon (of course) and some pasta to go with it. And of course a lovely bottle of wine with my girlfriend, that show tonight will go hopefully. Unless she doesn't want wine, in which case, cider it is! Takes that edge off of uni work, lots building up now and need to get cracking. Gotta make a magazine, a hypertext (whatever that is) and a tv show. Sounds like quite a lot when you put it like that. That';s because it is a lot, not to mention the 8000 word independent study i haven't started yet/ One month, one week. May 1st, coming at me faster than anything I've ever seen. Just keeps on coming and i keep sitting here. Like i'm one of those girls that gets ties with rope to the track while that big dissertation train comes to run me over. Except I have the scissors to cut the rope myself. Just can't seem to do it. Like I've never been taught how to use scissors before, just gotta cut that rope, get out of the way of that train. And hop on the next train to the land of success, going in the other direction. Get a job, move into a flat (possibly with stepbrother)and live my life as I actually want to, not be dictated by bloody lecturers and ofsted.
Writing a fable eh? It's my first time, not entirely sure what it consists of, just writing and writing and writing. Listen to some inspirational music, oops too loud, better just, yeah, turn that down. Ok now we're good, typing and typing, trying to get my creative juices flowing for this assignment I'm meant to be doing. Writing the "letter I've always wanted to do" or something to do with a memory about a recipe or something stupid like that. I mean, i cant think of anything like that off the top of my head, so i guess maybe this will free up some space in my head, or let out anything which maybe i cant access. I dunno, hopefully if I do this at least once a day from now on, I can begin to write creatively once again, like I used to for my A levels. It's been a while since then, and i haven't done much reading or writing. God i feel so selfish, just going on talking about myself like this for 200 seconds or whatever it is. I didn't figure that out, I just saw it in someone's fable. Maybe i will work it out... ok not 200 seconds, that would be 3:20 minutes, it's actually 260 seconds; what a muppet. Ahh well only half a minute to go, guess I'm starting to feel a bit more relaxed, like I'm not bound by the rules of whatever, I'm not even sure what i was meant to say then, oh well, bye now!!