6.40 - wake up (feel sick ( Read more... )

So currently, internet, I don't like my life very much ( Read more... )

Bedtime is my favourite time of the day.

On Thursday's I normally go to Fitness (colloquially known as Prancing in the English department) for an hour after school, because it is free and otherwise I will probably die of heart failure before I'm thirty. Anyway, it turns out that my friend Sarah is a qualified trampolining coach, and (chance of chances) the trampoline was out from ( Read more... )

Il neige a Londres aujourd'hui.

Only 4 lessons til Christmas. That's right, FOUR LESSONS.

Part the First: Food.I made a casserole. Casseroles are satisfying not only because you have to do very little to make them taste good, but also because they are warm and hearty and best served with wedges of bread and butter. I don't have any wedges of bread, but the principle holds nevertheless ( Read more... )

Nobody heard him, the dead man ( Read more... )

Gotta tell you, internet, I'm fucking miserable at the moment ( Read more... )

My mum is here. She is here because I haven't eaten a proper cooked meal in the best part of a month, except on Saturdays. I have eaten pizza and ordered out and occasionally boiled some pasta to eat with cheese ( Read more... )

I got home tonight at the very reasonable time of 6.15. It's the earliest I have been home this week and I was very excited about not having to plan for tomorrow, watching some crap tv and going to bed early. I changed into my pyjamas as soon as I got in because it is my favourite thing to do ( Read more... )