So I guess my weekend's been alright; like it should have been great (I got the perfect prom dress, after all) but I've not been feeling the 'right way' to appreciate it.
Sad as it sounds, my favourite parts of the weekend have involved being curled up in bed with either book (trash I'm not admitting to) or notebook (poetry competition deadline coming up).
Most of the time I've spent curled up I've also been either listening to music (the lovely Heather Peace, of course) or watching Lip Service (if you don't know what it is, I'll explain later this week. If you do know what it is, this isn't as bad as it sounds, I know it's probably classed as totally inappropriate but I can explain- later this week).
Anyway, another week beckons- tomorrow we'll hopefully find out more about groups/rooms/teachers for our six free periods a week.
Lessonwise tomorrow, I've got PE (used to hate it, been really enjoying it recently, which is literally unheard of), English (good times!), RE (can be good, mainly if we get to 'debate'), Biology (also good times) and French (tea and biscuit time).
After school I'm meeting up with a friend, which I'm dreading- as I've said, I'm feeling fairly anti-social recently, and she's annoying at the best of times. You know those people who talk about themselves 24/7? Yeah.
Umm, I'm in a slightly better mood now than I have been, so going to take advantage of it and get off to sleep before things can get worse. I've half-promised myself that I'll speak to someone (either music teacher or head of year) tomorrow and I know I should because things aren't going to get better and I'm still feeling fairly seriously rubbish, it's just hard to ask for help and I'll try and put it off. Ugh.
Night.