I tried to do some retail therapy today to cheer myself up a bit, it didn't work, but they were playing "Californication" by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers in one of the shops I went in, so that's where todays title comes from. I know, I'm getting bad at this, it's been ages since I last wrote. But I got some bad news today. Since San Francisco, I've been really tired, feeling a little under the weather. So I went for a blood test last week. Over the past 2 days I've become really ill, headaches, blocked nose, sore throat, sore eyes, bad sinuses, the works, and I got the results back from the blood test today. Someone has given me glandular fever!! I know that it's known to spread by kissing, but it's generally a really contagious virus that can be picked up from sharing a glass with someone etc. so my boyfriend gets to keep my trust, I know he wouldn't kiss anyone else anyway. Unfortunately, the only means of getting rid of it is to have loads of bedrest and what-not. So basically, I'm not allowed to go out clubbing or drinking for like the next MONTH! Which is really horrible after some of the amazing nights out I've had recently. On the plus side, I now have a doctors note to ask if I can have extended deadlines and things! This helps on so many different levels, not that I'm that far behind, but with the 3rd years playing their "we have priority over 1st years in the studio" card all the time, I've not much chance of catching up quick. Luke has been really nice about it. We had a laugh when the result came back and we went into town and bought some strawberries from the farmers market. He's invited me to stay at his house for the next few nights so I don't get lonely and he's agreed to be my model for one of my projects, and convinced his housemate to model for my other one.
I know it's a bad post this week, but it's the best I'm doing. Sorry peoples, I will write again in my health-deprived state, but for now, adieu xx
