I hate sand

It gets everywhere and it scrapes up your feet and it makes your shoes rub and...yeah, I don't like sand.

But I like the beach, and the sun, and my friends, and the smell of sun cream, and sunbathing on rocks.

I don't like having to leave early to go home and revise.

But I do like sitting in the park with my other friend and talking about a show that we both went to see in London which was the best thing we've ever seen (Spring Awakening. Google it).

I don't like the fact that I was meant to be writing notes about said show for my Drama exam which I am meant to be typing up now.

I also don't like the fact that my shoulders are really red. And not in a good, 'we're-going-to-tan-really-well' kind of way. In a bad, 'we're-going-to-burn-and-hurt-you' kind of way.

All in all, a mixed day. But mostly good. Even the bad bits weren't too bad.

But now my feet hurt.

I don't want to go back to school on Monday.

Sorry for this really random blog...I promise I'll try and do some better ones soon.

Bye

<3

Currently reading: Fishbowl by Sarah Mlynowski