26.11.09
I haven’t done much today apart from lie down and do a little bit of art.
I’ve been given a new tutor called Andy who I’m pretty sure I’ve never met. Not fair :(
I want Ken. He’s the loveliest lecturer there, but he can’t be my tutor because he’s theatre and I’m fine art. Bummer.
I like watching everyone else worrying about their personal statements safe in the knowledge that I don’t have to do one. End of education here I come!

![24.11.09This will ensure no-one steals my space!
I’ve decided to make the entries here a bit more interesting by talking about them more. After seeing this and this(hello to you both :]), I liked the idea of it being a bit more like a diary, rather than just the photos on their own, so expect more detail from now on.
So today Max and I were looking for studio spaces for ourselves, but the two rooms we looked in were packed. However, when it eventually occurred to us to check out the third room we found it empty, so we nabbed some spaces by the window. Mine’s got a shelf: HOW EXCITING. It’s all uni, uni, uni at the moment and Max was stressing over his personal statement, which I happily don’t have to do since I’m not going to uni. Laurence apparently wants to have a chat about it though. Wait until I tell him I’m going to be a farmer.](http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktmdgrI5Y01qzipjyo1_500.jpg)







