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I can't believe it. School tomorrow. I was hoping this day would never come. I have mock exams for the next two weeks. Great. At least they're only pretend. But so are ghosts and I don't particularly like them either. But it does mean that when I don't have an exam, I don't have to go to school. Most of the time I will have an exam, but I don't have any on Friday so I get the whole day off. Mwahahaha.

This christmas holiday has been fantastic. I've had so much fun, and I've also had a lot of fun just doing nothing at all for days on end. I love that. I think it's important just not to really do anything for a while sometimes. It cleanses the mind. Although, in the past week and a half, I only left the house once, to go to my Dad's finacée's house for New Year. Therefore, I decided that today I should go into town, because otherwise I'd get another big shock when I step outside the door tomorrow morning and find fresh air pouring into my lungs for the first time in so long it must be unhealthy. I'm already gonna have a big shock tomorrow when I have to wake up at 6.30 am again. Let's just say that by the time I have finished my first exam tomorrow, I would normally still be in bed.

Not only am I not ready mentally for school, I'm not ready... physically? I don't know if that's the right way to put it... but basically I don't have any of my stuff ready... In fact I've pretty much forgotten what I wear to school, which is scary, since I've been wearing the same thing everyday for the past five years (not exactly the same thing obviously... unfortunately there's no way I would be able to fit into my year 7 uniform now). I haven't packed my bag... in fact, I don't even know where it is... I've tidied my room so many times this holiday (I have to try to tidy it regularly cos it doesn't take long for it to get back to its messy state) that it could really be anywhere. In truth, which is a sentence starter I have never used before and probably never will again, it seems so long since the end of last term that it is taking a lot to try to remember everything. Most people would say that the holiday has seemed really short, but I try to bury all memory of school as soon as possible, so it makes it seem very long. It's not necessarily a good thing, as it takes me a lot longer to get back into the swing of things. I'll probably just about be getting back into it by the time half term starts. If I'm lucky.

Another case of verbal diahorrea from me there... I think I only really write a lot when I'm trying to avoid actually working. That happens a lot to me actually... I have the sudden urge to empty the dishwasher or thoroughly clean the inside of the bread bin when I have an important deadline the next day. And we don't even have a bread bin.

So until next time... I need to think of a way to sign off.