Here we are again! Same day, same me.

So here i am again. Insomnia's wrath has well and truly taken ahold. I say this although, it's very much an exagerration. In reality, at home I wish i was a tortured soul, but i'm just not. At university however i am so. Sleepless nights after pointless days spent hermiting in my prison cell window room. I am however determined to make something of myself, and if this means spending many awaken nights on my poor lonesome with 4od my channel for entertainment, then so be it. I'll come out the better person for it.
I've made a list of things I want to achieve, some long term, some not so, but each little one i feel is a lily pad stepping stone away from the pond of depression.
1. come up with a solid idea for the freshers issue of nerve magazine - maybe 2 one short, one longer
2. actually write this article.
These will be my 2 for the week shall we say, I feel this to be an achievable goal.
Eventually also:
3. Learn to drive, preferably before the end of summer, however this can be negotiated (although will be very annoying if not done)
4. Volunteer in Bournemouth when i go back
5. Get a job in Bournemouth
6. TRY and complete this life draining degree, if worse comes to worse i can do a top up at the end in something more specific which i enjoy :)
7. write in this blog everyday :) it's so good just to get it out, even if no one is listening, just writing it down seems as though it seems outta the pores in my skin and disintergrates as it punctuates the atmosphere
I NEED A HERO! I'M HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO AT THE END OF THE NIGHT!. Right sorry really must begin this article now or i'll use the "i'm too tired excuse" as usual. I'm just lazy basically. Ciao

June 6th

Okay, so life sorting starts...now.
I'm in a place right now where I don't know where/what /or even who ;) I want out of life. The mediocracy is killing me; my uni degree is quite possibly the most useless qualification known to man - not that i feel as though i fit in anyway, but let's save that for another day - and I feel trapped in a little GLASS CAGE OF EMOTION MAN! I joke...but seriously; I thought university would be the key to opening so many doors, figuring what i wanted from life and the opportunity for so many new life experiences. I though i'd taste the sweet sweet nectar that is the beginning of my future but i'm left feeling thoroughly dissapointed. It's so frustrating because i feel I have so much more to give to the world, to society, to my friends nand family. Eventually in life I want to be able to help people, I just don't quite know how yet. Does that make me a bad person?
Coming to uni as a fresher I had so many hopes of it being the best time of my life, the kind you see in disgustingly common American Pies movies; but in the harsh reality that is daylight it has become increasingly evident that the it's not all parties and piss-ups. There are lectures to drag your ass to, assignments to be harvard referenced and bitching and backstabbing like you've never before witnessed.
The secret - that's a book i need to get for my sister.
Anyway cioa for now.