Police, Assignments And Lack Of Sleep

Last night was crazy. We were out celebrating for Jordan and ended up in a police station making witness statements against this girl who punched Frankie in the face and tried to strangle Liv. So I didn't get home until 6am. And I was really hoping uni would be cancelled again because of the snow so I could sleep, but no such luck. So on three hours of sleep I made it back to Kingston, almost falling asleep on the train, eyelids so heavy. But then I got to uni and got my assignment back. The assignment I thought I'd failed because my tutor hinted that I had the other day. But I got 69%, 1% off a first. Which personally I think is a pretty respectable mark, well I was pleased at least! So I cheered up a bit, I'd been totally dreading finding out what mark I'd got. Then to finish off my day, you texted me to see if I was okay after yesterday, the one year mark. And that really meant so much to me. It actually reminded me of a year after Caroline died and I texted Soph almost the same thing. Which is odd, because I'd always been comparing you to Soph, but maybe you're more like me. I don't know, I'm confusing myself now. Anyway. I've been awake for far too many hours now, so I shall get some sleep and write tomorrow.