I wasn't completely sure whether going to Leicester was a good thing to do, considering that it just seemed as if I was using it as something to do instead of work. I really shouldn't do this, it's going against my moral fibres.
Things haven't been fully satisfying over this weekend, it's left me anxious and afraid, stressed out so much to the extent that I don't know what to do anymore. I had all the cards, and I've just played them out wrongly, recovering what I've lost out on is going to be an impossible uphill struggle.
But noentheless, if I'm crashing out, I go out with something to be proud of.
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