Tom Lawrence: Rough Day

Woke up Thursday 4pm, spent my day doing nothing.
Disturbed sleep pattern equals no sleep last night.
No sleep last night plus 9:15am lecture on final year projects equals rough morning. Ugh.
Manual labour in and around Freeside until noon moving computers and other related electronic equipment.
Mobile devices lecture at 1:15pm, starting to feel pretty tired and therefore not concentrating.
Visited the compilers module staff member with regards to my mitigating circumstances from the first semester. Apparently I now have [less than 52 hours] to complete my coursework for the circumstances board meeting Monday morning. More ugh.
Paid a grand total of £666 (devil anyone?) of electricity and gas bills at the bank. Super ugh.
Unnamed housing company has claimed previous fridge-freezer and as a replacement provided a much smaller and shittier model. Gah.
Have my friend spill an entire pint of Coke across my desk and computer, ruining several documents, CDs and DVDs in the process whilst turning everything (including my computer) into one brown liquid sticky mess. I hate Coke. U.G.H.
Spent my entire evening cleaning up the above mess whilst helping cook something quick for everyone to eat, essentially sacrificing my evening of relaxation. Bah!
It is now past 4am and yet another cold night in Hull; I have reached the 36 hour milestone for lack of sleep and still going strong. I’m now past the point of tired where I am no longer tired and cannot sleep, some of my posters (The Beatles, Street Fighter, Shaun of the Dead) have had the nerve to fall from the walls, regions of my carpet are now stained and my room is polluted with the scent of Coke, I have now entered a financially insecure position thanks to this quarter’s bills and to top it all off, I need to be up early in the morning to begin the heaviest programming session I’ve ever undergone whilst maintaining my plans for my friend’s house party on Saturday night and a pre-booked Valentines meal for two on Sunday evening.
My trip to the US could not happen any sooner (well, thanks to my left lung, I’m stranded here until end of April regardless).