when i got in two hours ago i cast my eyes over the pitch that i spent so long on yesterday and realised that the tone in which i had written was completely inappropriate. i don’t know whether it was my lack of tiredness or my general frustration and missing out on the stereophonics but to describe it in one word, lets say ‘awful’ would do it complete justice. i put my current contentment down to a tummy full of reggae reggae chicken as well as rice and peas, and paired with the pressure of a deadline of what i assume to be first thing tomorrow morning i sat down and the words instantaneously travelled to my finger tips and appeared on the screen in front of me. i love it when that happens.
the geography field trip was as strange as i predicted it would be. i knew it was going to be a bad day as soon as we discovered that we couldn’t even manage to get ourselves on the right train from east croydon (despite being with two teachers), ending up at city thames link opposed to london bridge, resulting in around a one and a half mile walk to fenchurch street. just what we needed. we were all exhausted before we’d even started to walk collecting our data. despite this negativity, the ominous purple grey sky swollen with rain that bulged above us never did burst, so despite us being freezing and thoroughly windswept, we remained dry.
fact # 89
the laptop battery light flashing threateningly at me to turn it off before it decides to itself has decided that it is bed time for me. i really do not feel like sleeping.
fact # 89 1/2
… the laptop turned itself just as i was about to post this yesterday.
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