I guess everyone's gotta start somewhere right? Usually at the bottom of the pile. Oh wells. What to do? I need this to chock up work experience. Only 8 more weeks to go. THANK THE LORD.

My mom is INSANE. She's driving me up the wall. (I know, what's new, right?) This morning she came barging into my bedroom at 7.35am, yes, 7.35am, and screamed at me to get out of bed or she'd throw water on me.

WHAT THE FUCK KINDA CRAZED, INSANE LUNATIC HAVE U GIVEN ME AS A MOTHER, GOD?!

Seriously, I just can't wait to get back to UK. At least there I have peace. (And my mom said, how the hell do u wake up early over there?! U must be lying!) I don't know. Somehow, over there, I just can get up at whatever time I set my alarm. But here, it's like my brain doesn't function.

Only 83 more bloody days to go.