This was one of my worse mornings...
Get up at 8 for my 9am lecture, teeny bit hungover from the night before.
Have no dry tops, dry one with hairdryer, pretty much fail
Crack open a can of blue bolt (yeah!) to drink on the way to the bus, as I'm leaving I'm rummaging in my bag for my keys and drop the can in the bag.
Shove all my stuff into an I <3 Vodka bag from the Rev's stall at Freshers, barley fits
Finally leave at 835, knowing I'm going to miss my preferred bus and be late for the grumpiest lecturer in existance
powerwalking to the bus stop, my laces on my boots get tangled and just rip off one shoe entirely.
Turn around, head straight back to bed. Realise I left my blue-bolt drenched purse on my sink anyways.
Grrrr