Sleepoholic

So back to uni tomorrow. Maybe then I'll actually have something to blog about, something worth reading, or at least worth writing. Maybe I'll get my results for semester one, which would be good. I'm dying to know how I did. Been having some great conversations with my new flatmate Irvis, he's a really great guy. I really like him. He does Radiography, diagnostic, so I can have medical conversations with him and his friends, it's great! Kind of wish I'd taken something medical related now, it sounds like so much fun. And half their degree is done at St George's which is where I wanted to go to do Medicine. My Grey's Anatomy obsession has escalated, I now have a new... responsibility? Is that the word? I don't know.. but it's fun. I like pretending to be someone I'm not. I can live in the Grey's world and pretend I'm scrubbing in and performing actual surgeries. I wish Grey's was real life. I can't stop listening to This is the life - Amy Macdonald. Such a great song. But yes, uni tomorrow, and I'm not looking forward to actually having to get out of bed, but I'm sure I'll enjoy it once I'm back into the swing of things. I should go to bed soon if I want to have any chance of making it in tomorrow, but seeing as I was still awake at nearly 5am last night it seems unlikely. I'm a night owl, I just don't do daytime. Sleep doesn't like me. Well it likes me, just only in the day. Nocturnal.