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25/2/04 06:33 amI have a driving lesson at quarter to seven this morning. something tells me this isn't going to go well. The time? No, not the time. Just the events. I barely slept (I never do when i have an early driving lesson, and it's driving me insane), waking up at 1am insanely cheerful and more awake than i am most days.Helpful. Okay, so after several hours of trying to sleep, eventually the alarm goes off. It's loud, nad I think 'oh, don't want to wake anyone!'. First act: knock glasses off side. For those who don't know, i have a bunkbed, so said 'side' is about a foot from my ceiling, and when they landed on the floor they were beneath my desk behind my computer. So i grab my glass of water, since I'm really rather thirsty, and climb out of bed to go nad turn hte main overhead light on. I manage to hit the windchime. The inclredibly loud windchime that used to wake me up when i actually had it near any wind, and now instead lies against shelves. So at this point I've probably woken half the house up, and by hte time i've actually managed to hit the lightswitch i'm fuming. I go back,put teh wateron my desk and start crawling underneath. Except my pyjamas catch on the water and it's all over the floor. So i'm groping for glasses in a tangle of wires under a desk kneeling in wet carpet.
Okay,after that it hasn't been too bad, despite knocking the same hair spray over three times, but I now have five minutes to finish getting ready and I'm still eating cereal. Fuck.
I think i may skip Physics.
Okay,after that it hasn't been too bad, despite knocking the same hair spray over three times, but I now have five minutes to finish getting ready and I'm still eating cereal. Fuck.
I think i may skip Physics.