BEDA 1:

The meal was like uh kinda okay. It felt so awkward though. Have a toast to Margaret. There was me on the sofa like 2 metres away. Uh. Do I move over? Do I go over too. I might sure, but I won't. All these things in my head. I ended up not going over for the toast. I felt like someone punched me in the face at that point. It was good for some reasons. Most of the time, I was hiding in my bedroom talking on skype. :') I then actually fell asleep. After I saying I'd pretend to nap(so it didn't look I did it on purpose..) I did actually fall asleep. I just woke up now. Eyes all black. I want something to eat. But, my stomach won't handle it. I kinda had a good day at school and kinda bad day. Mixed. I swear when Friday comes, I'll be ecstatic. I'm dreading work experience though, I shouldn't be. But, I'll most likely ask Darragh a million and one questions before he leaves for Poland. I cleaned all the house today, uh the toilet didn't impress me that's all I can say. Dad cooked a lovely meal I have to admit. I hope the visitors didn't think I was rude. I really hope they didn't. Bed is calling for me.

-[/end] - Day 1