One does wonder at the state of ones Corgies, does one not?
My original title for this entry ; And as grains of tiredness engulf me into a land where the formidable leaves of oak flutter softly towards the ground of slithery slimey worms. Was apparantly too long to be made an actual title, but I thought it was quite poetic, by my standards anyway.
My thought processes in the last hour;
Sleep... Bedroom messiness getting out of hand even by my standards... Ukulele... sleep... need to learn more tunes on ukulele... OH VOLLEY BALL!... swollen feet... There's my slipper!... sleep... can't reach the bin... Hamster needs cleaning... is hamster even alive... thirsty... headache... swollen foot really starting to hurt... sleep... hamster making noises, probably alive... swollen foot not getting any less swollen... sleep... Thirsty... DAMN missing Billie Piper on Jonathon Ross... sleep... HOODIE!... Sleep... thirsty... sleep...
So pretty much, I'm tired, I'm thirsty, and my foot has swollen up for no real reason.
I went to my sixth form open evening, which succeeded in confusing me completely. I have to decide which two out of Biology, Chemistry, English lit, Physics, Further Maths & German I am going to take next year alongside History & Maths. I have an "interview" next Thursday with my head of sixth form to help me decide, but I'm panicking about that too because I have no trousers to wear. Life was so much easier when I was five and I just wanted to be a bus driver.
Oh AND I have developed an absolutely HUGE crush on one of my friends, which is never going to end well. Although, this friend and I have a wierd connection/history, because our parents were in the same pre & anti natal groups, but we went into different nurseries & primary schools, so we never saw each other between the ages of about 2 & 9, when we were completely randomly paired up in an inter-schools science competition. Then when we came to secondary school at 11 we were put in the same tutor again, and became friends, although it wasn't until we were 13 that we found out our parents even knew each other. But I'm sure this'll pass, like everything else does. Because he is sweet, but he could be described as "boring". Well he is described as boring by Megan, but her idea of interesting is a guy who's going to mess her about and leave her depressed for the next three months. So her judgement is questionable.
My thought processes in the last hour;
Sleep... Bedroom messiness getting out of hand even by my standards... Ukulele... sleep... need to learn more tunes on ukulele... OH VOLLEY BALL!... swollen feet... There's my slipper!... sleep... can't reach the bin... Hamster needs cleaning... is hamster even alive... thirsty... headache... swollen foot really starting to hurt... sleep... hamster making noises, probably alive... swollen foot not getting any less swollen... sleep... Thirsty... DAMN missing Billie Piper on Jonathon Ross... sleep... HOODIE!... Sleep... thirsty... sleep...
So pretty much, I'm tired, I'm thirsty, and my foot has swollen up for no real reason.
I went to my sixth form open evening, which succeeded in confusing me completely. I have to decide which two out of Biology, Chemistry, English lit, Physics, Further Maths & German I am going to take next year alongside History & Maths. I have an "interview" next Thursday with my head of sixth form to help me decide, but I'm panicking about that too because I have no trousers to wear. Life was so much easier when I was five and I just wanted to be a bus driver.
Oh AND I have developed an absolutely HUGE crush on one of my friends, which is never going to end well. Although, this friend and I have a wierd connection/history, because our parents were in the same pre & anti natal groups, but we went into different nurseries & primary schools, so we never saw each other between the ages of about 2 & 9, when we were completely randomly paired up in an inter-schools science competition. Then when we came to secondary school at 11 we were put in the same tutor again, and became friends, although it wasn't until we were 13 that we found out our parents even knew each other. But I'm sure this'll pass, like everything else does. Because he is sweet, but he could be described as "boring". Well he is described as boring by Megan, but her idea of interesting is a guy who's going to mess her about and leave her depressed for the next three months. So her judgement is questionable.