Mondays

What the hell is wrong with Mondays? I don't think I've had a reasonable Monday in months. Unreasonable doesn't mean bad, by the way, it just means unreasonable. You can't reason with a Monday.

So yeah, today I don't think I had a full lesson. My full day, and I don't have a full lesson! Physics first thing: we did a practice ISA, which was, to put it politely, easy as fuck. Half an hour in to the lesson, me and the three other people I talk to in there were finished (Emily, Hannah, and Katie), and pissed about for the other hour. Further maths, we had a test that lasted an hour and got to leave after that (fucking legend of a teacher). Chemistry; always a piss about with Heena, and the teacher was gossiping half the lesson which was fun ^^, then maths was easy, but matt left half way through ): but then the teacher went a bit giddy and it was quite funny pissing about near the end xD

Then college finished, went for coffee with Nichola (xD), she came round, shit happened as usual ('twas great fun this time), and I decided to give her the link to my old blog. Now, that may or may not seem like a ridiculous idea to those who've read it, but it was a risk I decided to take and it could hardly have turned out better. So we're sort of having one of those teenage semi-meaningful conversations at the moment that stemmed from a meaningful one.

Tomorrow'll be... interesting, methinks.

I shall report in on Wednesday, hopefully.

Adieu.