i'm going to fail just a hundred per cent....

i have decided that having three free periods in a row is distracting and unproductive. as some chav scrawled across the common room: 'don't let free periods fool you into thinking you are any more free.' i achieved nothing in those three hours, though i did get to listen to louise's AMAZING new iPod, it's beautiful, and you can even watch videos and movies on it... just like liam i was tempted to sell everything i own in order to afford one of those. then again the value of all my possessions would probably not be that much, i mean what do i own that has any significant value? my cello would go for at least £600, but there's the slight hitch that it doesn't actually belong to me. everything else holds only sentimental value...

my cat has become very affectionate recently. perhaps she's pregnant. though i believe she's been neutered. doesn't ever leave my room though: sleeps on my bed at night and sits on the keyboard when i am trying to work. (or playing online trivia as the case may be).

i long for christmas now. because i am tired and weary and fed up with working and being depressed. and not working, and then not being able to not work because i have so much work. and then worrying and crying and playing online trivia because i haven't done any work, and then not doing any work because i'm playing online trivia and then everything revolving in an increasingly desperate viscious circle. long live christmas, where you're allowed to not for work for a minimum of three days. at least. if not two weeks. pure heaven.

i am such an escapist.
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