I do not like the cone of shame.

Right, where do I begin?

Woke up late for my lecture today, and as Becka thoughtfully pointed that out to me I replied in a french accent 'You know what I do now? I forget about that and just go to my next one, mwhahaha'. Fail number one. I fraped Becka but it was a poor attempt as i made out she nearly killed herself by falling off her bed and hitting her head with blood everywhere, and i also told her flatmate that she was the one that left the floater in the toilet.

When i got to my lecture i was late. I walked into the room only to find there was no seat at the back at all, and i forgot my glasses so i was squinted at everyone to try and find a seat. This guy started to do the 'Haha your fucked now love and you have to do the walk of shame because there are no seats here, your not welcome' type of laugh. So i did the walk of shame. All the way down to the front. I spotted a seat right infront of the lecturer and sat down in the seat of shame seat because it didn't have a table thing to put my books on and it didn't have a lovely cushioned back, it was just horrible white plastic. Fails 2 and 3.

Anyway, as i was sitting there, learning about "environmental science" and realising how fucked up the world is i thought.. what is the point in me sitting here learning about things to get a degree to move onto a masters to hopefully getting a job in environmental science and try to, dare i say it, 'change the world'? There is no point. There is too much money in extracting everything you can possibly extract from the world to make new ipads and ipoos and apple shit and new cars and new phones and laptops and fridges and clothes and make-up and just about everything that we use and upgrade day to day. There is too much money in it, and there are extremely powerful people behind all of this money that they are taking from us. So, how is there any chance in the world of someone as small as me (in more ways than one lol)to actually make a difference, or an impact, or anything. Seriously dude. Who will honestly listen to anyone that wants to change the way the world is? The only people that will listen are the people that actually want to change the world too, then they will have a lovely conversation about it. Then that's it. Nothing else will happen. I know there are lots of jobs in environmental science other than trying to change politicians minds, i know this, i'm doing the course, but i don't want to do anything else. I want to save to oceans, but like fuck am i going to be able to do that and like fuck i'll be able to do it in time. I know it's not going to be just me btw, there are millions of people that think the same way and want to do it too.

And whats really funny is i saw a book the other day and the title was something along the lines of 'How to persuade people in changing their methods to help the world', something like that. Well Mr.Author man, what a lovely thing to write about, if it's so fucking easy then i suggest you do it and show us, go on and give a good example on how to change Mr.Moneys mind about their methods of destroying the world and then we can all make the world a better place to live in. Twat. I'll go back to that shop and take a note of the name of that book, if anyone is actually reading this and is interested.

Anways, back to when i was sitting there learning about this, i decided i'm going to pack in uni and go live in a ranch in Texas and breed and bring up lovely horses and round up cattle and make them move across the state and have a very happy farmer life as a ranch girl. With my mum and dog and whoever else wants to come. Or even better still, i'll go off with the faries in fucking dreamland. Okay, you've convinced me. I'll become a professional baker just to have a community skill and live in Australia and hang out with the indigenous tribes. Uch.

Walking back from uni, i went into the 'rip-off' spar. I didn't really want anything but an impulse buy always makes me feel good, well, satisfied. I bought a packet of crisps, a family tin of soup (because the little ones were priced at £1.15 and the big ones were £1.99, bargain!) and 2 cartons of tropicana orance juice. They were priced at £3.29 each. But the funny thing was that they were 2 for £3.00!! WTF?! Spar, i mean, come the fuck on love, you could have made an effort to think that it was a good deal by putting them at £2.50 or something! I mean, omg, i was in shock. But the deal was by tropicana and not spar, so fucking take that you rip off bastards! This will probably be my only win of the week btw, i'm a massive fail.

Then i saw the most unconvincing transvestite ever.

When i got home there was a bunch of letters on the floor and a magazine for someone that doesnt live here so i nabbed it because, ironically, it was a 'visit USA travel planner 2011' (remember what i said about living in Texas?). Coincidence? I think not. Plus, it has a killer whale on the cover and i have 2 killer whales tattoed on my back :)

Putting my impulse buys away and i nearly got killed by a flying condiment out of my housemates cupboard. Fail.. number 4 or 5.

Right, this isn't a point, but i'm just pointing out that there is a pretty picture of a duck on the left. It's probably up there now though because i've written so much. And the physical point rather than 'i'm pointing out that there are lots of things wrong with this chocolate cake.. it's not chocolate!' type of point.

So, in total (haha) i've had about 5 fails and 1 win. And the day isn't even over yet. FML ;).