It's a Wednesday. Quite an insignificant day generally, however, this Wednesday is the second time I have said no to going out in less than a week. Both nights (the other being a Saturday) were/are going to be big nights, I didn't/don't have to get up early the next day, it's not that I can't afford it or that I don't have enough friends going.. I even have what I would wear in my head! Why am I not out then? I just don't feel like it. Pretty disgusting really. Usually it doesn't matter if I don't feel like it or not I just do because it's 'seizing opportunities,' as I tell myself. Maybe this is called being a responsible adult. Although, if I really wanted to be one I would be using this time to study right now, which I haven't done at all despite having a week left before exams (argh), yet still I can see myself opting for watching TV instead of using this time 'wisely'.

In other news, last week my uni had a stress less day where they hired out a photobooth and inflatable slide. It is things like this that is what makes my university a thousand times better than any other.