I'm unbelievably tired. I didn't do exercises yesterday, because I was tired then too. Now I'm paying for it, because I'm more tired and I really can't slack off if I want to stay in the habit.
Ah well, at least I've got a nice trip to Manchester to look forward to, right? It may well be shit, cost me ten pounds, get me home at seven, have to do homework after I get home and barely have any time to myself, make me miss physics, have to catch up with that, and generally ruin my day. It might be good, though. I was very much hoping James would go - he sits next to me in Further Maths, and he's one of the only people I can actually have a conversation with who takes Further Maths, but he's kinda in Iceland. So it's likely to be me and George all day, which isn't great. Not that I don't like George, he's just not someone I can talk to extensively.
So much I should've done today, but I just can't bring myself to do anything on a Tuesday, it's my doss day.
Driving lesson moved to Thursday. Not a particularly bad thing.
Haven't done homework due in on Monday. Need to do that soon; possibly on the train.
I'm kinda hungry, but I've eaten too much today anyway.
Need a good book to read.
Need to have something to look forward to on Mondays again.
Need sleep.
Adieu.
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