In which Demi needs sleep. And more time. And more willpower.

Okay, postitive Demi has well and truly vanished. I'm now facing my biggest, most difficult and time-consuming essay. While it's my last one and only 3000 words, I'm seriously concerned I simply won't get it done in time, if this week's anything to go by. I've filled this past week with more events and friend catch-ups than I really should have, and both my work and accompanying motivation have seriously suffered.

Add to the fact that I'm gaining weight by the bucket-load (since my parents don't even think about buying tasty treats, whereas when it's my money I'm more restrained. But if they're there, I will eat them.), have dark bags both below AND above my eyes and have developed a confusing sickness whenever I've had a few sips of alcohol this holiday, probably down to exhaustion and an immune system which is running on empty... I'm so ready for this to be over.

Just think of summer. Just think of summer. Just think of summer.

And my (up-to) 7 weeks of unpaid 9-6pm work experience. Holy moley. xo

I need this right now SO BADLY.