I seem to be getting very addicted to computer games. Not that, that is a bad thing. It just takes up my time. When I really should be doing other things.
Such as listening to The Goon Show, and reading Harry Potter for the millionth time because I'm that pathetic.
My mother somehow persuaded me to go out into the sunshine (dear God no!) and...go fruit picking. Cue sound fx of thunderclaps and such. What is even more frightening is that I enjoyed it. Though, I'm sure the owners of the place were evil. Very, very evil. Sigh. Only about 1 week left of the summer holidays, until school comes around.
Year 11, here I come. The only plus side I can think of being in Y11 is that we get a new uniform, which defines us from the rest of the school. Striking terror into the hearts of new Year 7's. Heh. I've missed my Sunday morning cartoons for 3 weeks running now. Bah. Not that they're any good, anyway. Enough now. I can feel my eyes drying up completely with boredem.