HappyUpHere.

Right this second?

My hair is messy, clean but unstraightened, and i'm listening to radiohead, as i try and motivate myself to do art.

I'm eating 49p indonesian, vegetarian noodles, waiting for the lovely Daryl to call :)

i'm going to london tomorrow, and i really, dont want to nor can be assed to fork out the £15 for 30 minute train journey to see two paintings for an essay i dont want to do in a module i regret taking.

on top of that, i'm sick of organising everyone in my art module groups fucking lives. why do i have to do it? it pisses me off. urghhh venting.

Please god, give me motivation.