So.

Things are not good. Not, not good.

• First of all, my dad is in the hospital with a broken leg. He's fine now, but only after surgery and some time in the ICU. There are also underlying problems here that I'm not going to get into. Also, no one bothered to inform me of this until a week after it happened.
• V. lonely. *cue the self-pity* For reasons mentioned in the previous post. And the fact that I don't have good friends here yet. And that people in my class are weird and competitive as hell. *tries to beat self-pity back with a stick*
• My essay was crap. Really awful. I'm not just saying this.
• Completely lost again in class today, because I spent all last week doing reading for the essay, and not reading for my classes.
• Apparently I get all the effects of being hungover without the 'fun' of being drunk. Curse you, genes.
• Too tired to eat. I have no food anyway. This is something I should maybe remedy.

Going to bed early tonight; maybe 12 hours of sleep will help. Also, maybe I should do something fun this weekend, like go to London... let's just ignore the fact that I am po'...