I was probably the only one from my uni course actually looking forward to going to Yorkshire Sculpture Park, but of course my bad luck would strike. I spent an hour with my car on, defrosting it all this morning, then turned it off so that noone would steal it, went inside to get ready, argued with my mum (:(), then left to go to uni, my car doesnt start. fuckyou.

Went and asked my uncle for help, got shot down, cried in the street whilst waiting on my cousin, then came back to bed when he said it wouldnt be worth driving. Actually gutted. Was gonna mope around all day, but Im trying to get posi again after last nights car ride, so Im gonna eat loads of food and do loads of work.