Day 26

Friday. I went to HMV at 10PM to buy some CDs, I bought:

- Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway

- Shakira - Pies Descalzos
               - Dónde están los ladrones?

-System of a Down - Toxicity
                               - System of a Down
                               - Steal this album!

 - Melody Gardot - Worrysome Heart

 - Regina Spektor - Far

 - Norah Jones - Come away with me

I think I want to return Melody's album, I didn't like it as much as I thought I would to be honest. In fact, from all of the albums I bought, I only really liked System of a Down and Shakira.

On Friday, I reflected again about what happened on Thursday. I had my oral presentation, which went better than expected. I made a few comparisons that not a lot of people thought about, so I felt a bit better about myself. After that lesson, however, I started getting very painful stomach cramps and couldn't go to the rest of my lessons, it was one of the few times when I had a legitimate reason not to go. I went to the WC and stayed there until it was ok. Altogether, I spent almost 2 hours in there. My bad eating habits lately were/are finally taking its toll.

I went to the National Portrait Gallery and the National Gallery after that. Afterwards, I went into an Art shop that is next to the National Gallery because they had clay on sale. Whilst I was looking at some clay which was in a bottom shelf, a member of staff which was reshelving some glue sticks, shoved a couple to the pack of the shelf and 2 or three sticks came crashing down, on my head. He apologised and left then. So I picked up the clay and went to pay. As I stood there I was thinking about my rent which was due on that day and planned to go to Barclays afterwards. What happened was that The Cure came on, specifically the song "Friday I'm in Love", here it is, with a video.

The Cure - Friday I'm In Love
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And so it happened, I couldn't stop it, I started crying. I looked at the floor and tried my hardest to stop the tears, but they wouldn't stop. I mumbled thank you to the woman and ran to Leicester Square tube station where I spent the entire journey home looking at the floor. That was my Thursday.