The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars.

But in ourselves.

So maybe I might read this for the second time. I cried like a whale the first time, and with the film coming out and things I may as well give it another go. With all my spare time and everything.

Well the past few days have been quite nice. Work was hilarious as always, I was on coffees, I must of made about 100 lattes it was unreal. I don't understand everyone's obsession with hot drinks on a warm day. But I'm there all next weekend on ice cream, so best get my wrist support on.

Yesterday I wasn't at college so I went to see Josh who was all in a flap about his deadlines, I just sat back and laughed because I've finished all mine. Can't believe college is actually over on Friday. Crazy, I don't know what I'm going to do without my little ceramic family. Josh is cute though, with his little ways. I swear when I'm a student I won't leave all my work to the last minute. I don't think that is physically possible when it comes to clay, it's like you can't really do it the night before.

Tomorrow I'm back in there sorting out things for my exhibition on Friday where Vanessa will be there in all her glory. Bless her. It's so funny because when I'm talking to random folk who obviously read my facebook and my blip they are all like 'aww, how's Vanessa doing after her accident?'. So cute how she has like a personality now. I bet she's lovely as well.


Happy Blipping.