Coursemate was texting me at stupid o'clock hassling me about what time i'm coming in to uni. I'm like fuck off. I just ignore her texts.

Then i ring the doctors to book an appointment tomorrow for my cough. Fucking receptionist gives me a lecture on why i should be registered in Leeds not Notts. I keep telling her i left it like that because i'm mostly in Notts. She wouldn't listen stupid cow. There were no appointments (i knew there wouldn't be, the surgery is a bag of wank) so now i have to call back tomorrow at 8.30 to book an emergency slot. I know from experience noone will answer the phone till well after 9 and there won't be any slots left. AARGH!!!

House is a shit hole. I'm sick of cleaning up. Love housemates to death but they are well lazy sometimes. I'm sick of being the only one to clean the bathroom, hoover up, mop kitchen, wash pots, empty bins, take out rubbish etc.

I hate the group project i'm doing at uni. Idiots in my group are at GCSE level i swear. Whatever they write i have to change cos it sounds like a fucking child has written it. This will give me a shit mark so i have no choice. I'm not being big-headed but i swear we got 82 last time because of me. I tried so hard i'm proper sick of it. AARGH!!