damn those clocks.....

I am so knackered. After 10 days of getting up whenever the hell I want, to going back to my strict up at 6.25 (5.25....*shocked face)....really messes with your system. Plus in the morning when I get up the weirdest phrases or parts of songs are on loop in my brain....today it was "the love of Richard Nixon, death without assassination" (it's a Manic Street Preachers song)...so that was annoying.

I got all paranoid again in the morning, and mooched about reading or checking I had everything in my bag. Then Mum insisted that she make me a cheese and cucumber sandwhich, even tho' she know's I won't eat it unless I make it in my 'special way' cos, y'know, I'm fussy like that.

Anyway, so I was in a bad mood by the time I got to College...because we were back, and because it was raining, and because I was tired and because I was paranoid. Anyway, the classes and stuff went okay, even though I found out I did that English Homework totally wrong......my teacher didn't seem to mind when I told him, so meh. I'll forget about it until Friday.

Art was cool. Did another portrait in pastel, which I work much better in, I was quite proud of it. I was doing Art work up until now, just sketching out idea's for our main project thing. I've got a pretty good idea of what I'm doing.....but my sketchbook is a mess. Everyone elses is so neat, so styleised or whatever, and mine's just a mess. That's annoying because I don't feel like I'm at the same level as everyone else..........

Right. At lunch I bought some Hobnob (yummmmmm) biccies (the little pack thingy) and TOTP mag. Looked at it on the way home. Rather amusing pictures of McFly all in blue, at their video shoot. Haha.

Journalism went on foreeeeeveeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.................because the exercise was dead easy and then I had to sit there and do nothing, thinking of a story to do. I'm gonna do something on the Election, young people's reaction and stuff. Meh.

Haven't been doing much at home, just been on here. Geez. I feel like I've been home for hours....which I know I have, but the time seems to have stretched out for aaaaaaaages.........and I'm not sure what I've even done. I'm not making sense. Don't worry. I'm just very, very, tired. I shouldn't read so much. When I want to read I have to force myself to put the book down, but when they make me......oh well. That's just the way it is I guess. I just hope I don't have to re-do that English thing. It might push me over the edge.

Back to the TT now, and........................whatever.......

Phill.