Hmm…

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Basically put, my flat is fucked for the moment. Seen in the light of day, it looks like the whole ceiling in my living room will have to be replaced in case it falls down of it’s own accord. My parents and I moved everything into my bedroom this afternoon and it looks like I’ll be staying with them for the rest of this week at least until we find out exactly what’s happening with the building (like when they’re going to sort the big fuck off hole in the roof that I didn’t notice until my dad pointed it out). Tonight I’m at Andy and Jo’s again, looking forward to the disciplinary hearing tomorrow plus getting in shit for being ill again. If things go badly with the flat/job I’ll be really tempted to just get out of here. Edinburgh or the outskirts of London are tempting locals, but my brain freezes with fear when I think of the logistics of moving and the requirement to get a job. Ach.. I’m gonna try and sleep now…

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