What did YOU do?

Is it just me or has Google become the answer to everything? 'Cause you can access so many pages for each answer (my last search returned 2,720,000 results o_O), you would assume that one of them must have what you're looking for.
So, you're having problems. You want to know how to make yourself feel better? Google it. More reliable than me.
Of course, when you lose you keys and whilst thinking of a way to track them down it comes across your mind 'What if I were to Goo-', you know you need to get out more.

It was Sports Day today, the day when I spend the whole afternoon sitting on the grass, in the cold, waiting for school to finish. Yep, good times.

My arm's in a mess. Ugh.

I miss my hedgehog fwiend. Where's 'e gwone?
Feeling a bit fed up, but I can't really be bothered to elaborate. And I did have more to write, but then I changed my mind.

Other than that, everything's just great.
Particularly that little girl in the car. That's gotta be the first time that a stranger in Gloucester - or anyone else in Gloucester - has smiled at me like that. La.

"When all of this Music sounds like you know what you want to say, then it will have been all worth, ever. You will be something complete unto yourself, present and unique"
Jeff Buckley

I had my last Brookfield until September, on Saturday. Realised it will have been the last time I'm likely to see Andy. L. EVER. So yeh, bit emotional.

Ugh, got my french presentation tomorrow and I've hardly got anything done. And what has been done was mostly left to Lucy.

I made fairy cakes on Saturday, which was nice. But then I was sick on Sunday, which wasn't nice. But THEN Becky gave me a big hug, which was nice.

Other things, bah.
Ooh, going to IOW next week. Excellent ^_^
Will probably blog in more detail soon, before I go on holiday, hoorah

Last night went well, it finished about eleven and I got to wear a hat. Whee.
I went into town with Laura and Iain in the break between rehearsals and we had a long talk about flowers, or something like that.

I'm at home today because I've hardly slept at all this week. I'm very tired and I look like a zombie.
I'm not missing much anyway; it's the silly school service that we have to sit through every year.

I'm going through my inbox, trying to clear out the spam that clogs it up. I went through my old messages and I found one from Sam in August last year. It made me sad to think how much closer we were then, compared to now.
I wish things hadn't changed. I'd be happy if I could be there for her, if we talked more often. Maybe I've messed things up so badly that we'll drift further apart, and I've missed my chance at making things better.
Maybe this is silly sentiment, but I love Sam and I don't deserve a friend like her.
You probably don't even read this, but I love you, I miss you so much.