And so it ends...and subsequently begins. I remember this time last year I was singing Beatles songs all day. Hmm.

It's the last day of the holidays. Spent it re-reading Bridget Jones (am slacking off the reading front while I can), getting a new bag and getting braces for the first time, which aren't that bad...yet. Next week she puts on the wire, which is when they're going to start to pull. Lovely. And what's the point in getting braces the day before I go back to school? Surely it would've been more sensible to do it at the beginning of the holidays?

Anyway, had a SUPERB day yesterday with Anna, Beth, Megan and Hattie in town. Significant events of the day:

• Anna scaring me half to death with an inflatable dinosaur.
• All of us obtaining rather spectacular balloons.
• Anna failing to look old enough to buy Garden State. I know the feeling, and I AM old enough.
• Observing Anna (whose braces are made so that she can hardly open her mouth) try and eat grapes.
• Me, Beth and Anna making ample use of a photo booth.
• Me letting go of my balloon on the way to the bus stop, watching it bounce along the wind, evading the hands of whoever tried to catch it, observing Hattie rushing across the road to retrieve it and fall over whilst doing so. (N.B. I was in embarassingly loud hysterics throughout this whole scene.)
• Piling ourselves onto the bus and annoying everyone on it by talking loudly and raucously, mainly repeating the more rude sections of Donnie Darko. Loudly.
• Going back to Anna's and making ample use of her trampoline and recliner chairs.
• Playing interactive Catchphrase, all of us steadily growing more and more hyper and desperate to win, which culminated in Anna pressing the button BEFORE the catchphrase was revealed and thus winning me and Beth 100 points for not doing anything. Also, Anna was slightly pissed off that I cheated. Twice.
• Eating pizza and waxing lyrical about crap teachers.

Very very VERY good day, all in all.

Anyway, so tomorrow it begins. The big 1-1. There again, nothing much is going to change it terms of the subjects (except for the absense of French - YESSSS!), but the pressure is going to be huge. Huge, massive, humungous. (Sp?)

Well, mustn't feel down about it. Only one more year then Biology, Physics, Chemistry and Maths are OUT of the window and I can quit wasting my time on the damn things and concentrate on what's I'm GOOD at. That's if I get into the Sixth Form, that is. Which is probably will. After all, I'm part of the way there already.

And so I leave you with the words I left you with this time last year; words to a song I have always liked a lot:

"Schooooool's out! For! Summa!"

Out. Will report on first day tomorrow.