Time to get a grip.

I've decided, if I get a certain text message on Thursday then I will make an effort.
If I don't, then that's not what it is about. I'll know where I stand. I honestly don't know which way it is going to go, so I'm leaving it up to him. If he cares enough about this friendship then I'll get a text. It's the first sensible idea I've had concerning him in a long time.

Today was bearable, probably made more bearable because I know that I get a little sleep-in tomorrow and get to go to London to see my sister, who I haven't seen since late December. The Killers are tomorrow night and February is almost over, it's flown by. I have a maths mock on the 5th of March and I got my statements of entry today for my exams in June. I'm so scared that I will epically fail in all subjects, although I know I'll fail in Chemistry. I don't think I'm going to bother revising for it. I'm excited for my birthday now, and for the weekend. The only present I think I'm getting is Love of Pink perfume by Lacoste, it's very nice. Think I'm going to take my French coursework to do on the train and my parents are giving me money to take to London. I haven't been to London in years, I'm pretty excited but scared I'm going to get lost in the underground, or blown up... or something. I'm scared to wear my Ugg boots because my sister is going to kill me because they've got water marks all over them already. I have barely taken them off since I got them and they have been through drunken adventures and the most snow we've had in 18 years. I've really started to wonder how I ever really survived without them. I think I might save up for some more, even though these are still more than wearable.

I really listen to Busted too much. The amount of times I skip songs on my itunes/ipod until it gets to a Busted song is unhealthy.