Tommy Collison

One thing that never fails to amaze me about summer is how the days become names. Friday now means the same thing as Tuesday, which means nothing different to Saturday, which is identical to Thursday, and so on.

Now that I’m back at school, I’m happy it’s a Friday because it’s the weekend. The weekend, which of late has just been 2 days like any other, is now Saturday and Sunday, it’s rather shocking. Saturday and Sunday have an immediate smile to them because now they mean something.

School’s going well, by the way. Double Business Studies is no longer the last thing on a Friday, it’s now the first two periods. That doesn’t sound like a big difference but Business is by far the hardest class, so it really did murder the cute little rabbit thing that is the Friday Feeling.

In other news, my laptop’s speakers, which have been fritzing for a while now, have annoyed me so much I’ve decided to nick a pair of speakers from Patrick’s room.

I’ve had worse set ups, I’ve had better, but it beats using headphones all the time..