>be me, yesterday
>broke ass northern brit. have never been able to travel to the south in my life
>used big chunk of my student finance to go to london with class to visit the tate modern
>i was anxious about getting on the train to get there cause trains freak me out a bit not to mention it was expensive as shit
little did i know the train was going to be the least of my problems
>rawdogged the 3 hour train ride because i didnt want to use up my phone battery
>our plan says we will visit other galleries too but im mainly looking forward to tate modern, like i was genuinely excited to see whats up with it
>tutors begin suggesting (forcing us) to go to a bunch of random galleries that we didnt care about and were never part of our schedule
>autism alarm is going off because the plan we established WEEKS in advance has gone out the window
>tutors make us walk through all the crowded tourist areas in london
>this is meant to be an art gallery trip
>develop megalophobia from seeing that fucking ferris wheel in person
>only things that calmed my nerves were referring to big ben as "large benjamin" and seeing some ring necked parakeets fly over my head
>continue to follow tutors and visit literally everywhere but the tate modern
>boiling sun
>constant noise
>didnt bring my headphones with me
>physically exhausted
>uncomfortable clothes
>bumping into people almost every step i take
>NOBODY IS WEARING DEODORANT
SPERG ALERT
>turn away from group and stare at some waterfowl for a few minutes to avoid fullblown meltdown
>come back and politely ask tutors where we are
>"the tate is just round the bend"
>glimmer of hope, begin to feel better
almost 20 minutes pass. still walking
>tutors suddenly stop, form a circle and check phones frantically
>"sorry guys we wont have enough time for the tate"
>lightbulbshatter.mp3
>eye starts twitching
>genuinely begin giggling uncontrollably
>its finally happening ive actually gone fucking bonkers
>take a deep breath and ask whats the problem
>"we need to catch the train back, if we wanted to see the tate in its entirety we would need just under an hour"
>takes another 20 minutes to get to train station
>look up at timetable, our train is cancelled
>next one is in an hour
god took all the worlds anger and injected every last bit of it into my body right then and there
>start looking around for the best person to strangle
>give up and zone out to pass the time
>next train is now boarding, twice the amount of people as usual
>narrowly avoid becoming kevin mccallister or trampled to death
>get on, no good seats left
>train was going to be 47 minutes delayed because of "an incident in the crew" beforehand
wouldnt be surprised if my bad mood spread and the crew tried to kill each other
>got barely any rest because i was sat next to a greasy old man who wouldnt stop staring at me
>didnt get home until just past midnight
>tutors expect us to be in uni at 10:30 the next morning
it is currently 1 in the afternoon. i just woke up
>mfw
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delta
UGH i dont know why the image at the end has disappeared its meant to be that one picture of susan from the walten files giving a thousand yard stare and its like funny and stuff. something new manages to break every time i check back on this blog and i would be mad about it but i think its fitting considering the raw insanity of this day so its ok
delta
unsure why the title font is completely different on mobile but i didnt make the layout so its not my fault lololol