Gah

I woke up early and got back to sleep at the time I should get up, wake up #2 was late. We have no drinkable liquid in the house other than water, and there was no time for food for breakfast. I was late for the people who give me a lift and they shouted a lot.

First lesson we spent an hour and a half using misaligned equipment in physics so it needs doing again, break time was rainy, core maths I had a load of my stuff thrown out of a window; I found the random scribbles, but 20 pound and important notes are gone. Then I had no mechanics books, as I've packed for the wrong day every day this week. Lunch was cold and wet, as I poked round the stinging nettle bush looking for my lost stuff. Then a study period where every computer I touched in the library in the last couple of weeks cacked up (although I'm fairly certain I'm not involved; some of them I hadn't used for a while and they'd been fine all week), then the general studies teaching rota got messed up so it was the teacher, me and two others of a class of supposedly ~20 going and discussing happiness, while rubbing nasal decongestant in my eyes, which burned.

Then I was late getting a lift home, and when I got home my mum was being excessively attention whorish and annoying. Still not having any drinks other than water I made milkshake with goat's milk for my sister, which now makes me feel ill. I also was called a cold inhuman sicko for suggesting that death may be better than a life of suffering. But thanks to that same knack for obectivity and emotionlessness, I can look back on my day humourously, and be happy that tomorrow will probably be better ^_^