In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky, in my heart there'll always be a place for you for all my life...

I've decided that I was incredibly naive in thinking that dropping Art would allow me to have a life that doesn't fully revolve around homework.
I got in from school today at 4.30 and I only really stopped working at 7.30; though I can't quite say that I worked three hours solid, because there were, of course, the occasional breaks made for bebo-stalking.

It's a good thing that I actually quite enjoy my subjects then, isn't it? If I didn't, chances are that right now I'd be leading a very dark and unhappy existance.

I've managed to cut down my personal statement, which is now ( thankfully) a few adjectives and "howevers"shorter. I am so pleased that it manages to fit inside the UCAS personal statement box- I thought I'd never be able to cut it down, and would ultimately be told that I've had to many chances at trying to squeeze it in, and so I'd have to apply next year or something.
Succinct is not my middle name. Actually, Tanya is. I often think I don't look like the type of person whose middle name would be Tanya. But I guess that it's hard to tell from a bald, whining baby what name they'd suit.

I am eventually getting my hair cut tomorrow, thank flipping goodness. If it stays like it is for any longer, I think it will most definitely fall out, or turn to straw.
This time I'm not going to make the mistake of wearing my glasses, which I have to take off when I'm getting my hair cut. I can't actually see what's happening to my hair when they're off, and so I could, blissfully unaware, end up with a mohawk or a shaved head. Not good.

I've been thinking recently about how I don't complement people enough or do nice things and, to be honest, I have no valid excuse. My goal for tomorrow, therefore, is to try to complement people because, after all, a small complement could brighten someone's day.
Today I was not in the best of forms, and would have made Victor Meldrew look cheerful. I have no idea why I was a grump machine, but I must try not to be.

I'm going to start off by actually getting some sleep and then, hopefully, I'll be in a better mood.

If that fails, as Suzie would say, there's always coffee.