'The Fear'

This phrase is bandied about by English people for some strange reason. Apparently it's a feeling of anxiety you get during a hangover. I've never got this before and I haven't a clue what they're talking about. I first heard about it from Lucy, and every time she said she had I felt like smacking her. It's one of those stupid phrases that really gets on my tits. The 'fear'. What the fuck are you even talking about?
It's also the name of Lily Allen's latest single. I don't know or care if it's about that anxious hangover feeling (and the lyrics suggest completely otherwise) but I actually like that song. For a pop song, it's really dark. I like Lily Allen. Her music's alright and she's delish, in a junkie sort of way.

I fell in love again today. There are too many pretty girls in Kingston. But this one is smart as well and she made me laugh loudly. Except I don't know her name.

A few funny/stupid things have happened this week so far. On Wednesday, during our Writer's On Writing lecture, our lecturer was telling us about how novelists have to imagine most things instead of experiencing them, and for some odd reason the example he chose was a rape scene. I laughed so, so hard when he said 'You'd have to sit down at your desk and just say to yourself "Ok, I'm going to imagine a terrible rape this morning"'. Hahahahaha. Amazing.

I ordered the remaining books I need for this semester from Amazon the other day and they were meant to come on Tuesday but didn't. Then yesterday, me and Tom decided to get some pizza from Dominos. It was cheaper if we ordered it for collection, and wouldn't you know it, the books came while we were out. We were probably gone for about 10 minutes. I came home to a note saying that the package was too big for the letterbox, and I could pick them up in 48 hours from the post office. So fucking lame. At least I get them tomorrow and don't have to pay for anymore books. Got them mad cheap too.

No plans for the weekend, again. I have to get a job.