Crazy What You Could've Had
The End Of A Chapter?
Well, it goes a little something like this.
Since I started this diary, I've had clouds over my head,
academic clouds and emotional clouds. I can finally wake up
tomorrow knowing that with a little effort, I can blow them
So...by the time I write tomorrow, I might well be flying.
Which would be nice, its been a while since I've perfectly
happy with my lot. OK, so maybe I shouldn't have to wait
for the approval of one of my lecturers until I can
be....but I did. Its straight-forward enough. I felt myself
going under (in work-terms) at university, and it was
obvious that was where the problem lay. To get a seal of
approval, a vote of confidence, however real it was, could
(and was) only a good thing.
So tomorrow, I take my CDs back, and extend my overdraft,
and have a night in with my books. I owe it to myself and
Oh, and I just caught a glimpse of the BRITS on video, and
aside from Kylie flaunting herself in every which way, Dido
looks absolutely wonderful. I don't know if you knew about
the Q Magazine saga, but, well, she's been blowing me away
since then. Singing voice, looks, public persona, speaking
voice, fashion sense. Amazing. Well, that's my gushing
about Dido done....
Until tomorrow and better moods. Cheers!
WILT? Nothing. Its quite late for me now.