I need to English coursework but I can't be bothered. Me and Laura going to Lumière tonight and apparently it's nice so yey. 
Today at college was geek theme fancy dress for children in need, hardly any one dressed up unlike last year where almost every one did. Geek theme is lame.

Blues

sick of feeling like this, sick of feeling like absolute shit. I have no motivation, so emotional, feel so lonely a lot of the time. And the stupid thing is it's actually because of sixth form. It gets me down so much. I want these last months to go so fast I barely realise them, I hate that fucking place.
I feel  like crying when in reality I have absolutely nothing to cry about
I never have energy
drained
I don't go out because I honestly can't be bothered. Sitting here with a huge lump in my throat typing this. I feel like a dick but I can't help it.
Half seven on a Friday and I'm doing nothing again, my mam is going out as well so I'll just be sitting here all night alone, like a lot now because my mam is never in.
I just found some of my kittens toys which also upset me.
Everything is stressful, feel like I can't even take it.
Struggling with so much at the moment, I detest the dark nights as well, they make me feel even worse. I go out when it's dark and come in when it's dark, and the only thing I come in to is a shit load of fucking work.
Maybe I just need to get a grip.
I know probably everyone else feels like this, w/e, this is my blog and this is where I will write it. 
I know I'm complaining when in reality my life is good, but I hate it when people say that. Just because I'm not majorly suffering in life doesn't mean I don't have the right to feel upset. 
I can't be fucked for my driving lesson tomorrow
I wanna go to bed, at Dans, and sleep for the whole weekend not getting out of bed (bar peeing of course)
I can't even watch TV because my broadband is off

So yeah, to sum up, this is how I feel.