Well, I'm sitting at home waiting for my new computer. I'm bored. I want it now. It's supposed to be here within the next hour. I hope it is, because I think that waiting to hear the door would distract me from my work.

I've been told to give myself a bit of a break today...So, until my computer comes, I'm not revising. I might put my notes in a folder though, and make it look like my work's really organised, even if that's a total lie. Perhaps I might convince someone.

In a week & a day, my exams will be over. Lots of people seem to be really happy that their exams are almost over. I'm frankly just scared. The fact that they're almost over means that it's even closer to when I have to do them....

There's a big van outside my house. It's yellow. I hope it's my computer. It's quite exciting. It's parked & everything.

The van's gone now. It was my computer, though for some reason, I didn't get my printer. There's 4 HUGE boxes in my lounge. How do you set a computer up?

Now, I'm off to watch my computer being set up; phone my doctor because I've been told to; phone the evil computer people to say "oi! where's my printer?!"