Gee I'm depressed today, and my back is hurting, and I have lots of work to do. It be driving me mad. I wish I had a hole I could crawl into for the rest of this day, week, month and even come out because, to quote John Lennon, I'm so tired and haven't slept a wink. But I can't have a lie down because I jolt myself awake. If I had some pot I might smoke that but I'm a bit too much of a goodie two shoes to go looking for pot. Maybe if my back gets really bad I'll take a couple of pain-killers. That can sometimes knock me out.

I don't even have anything to think about at the moment. 

EDIT: Decided to add my comment here because I've started ranting - my back still feels uncomfortable. Now i'm starting to feel really ticked off. I tried to sleep it off, but it still aching, so I'm going to take some more pain killers. It doesn't hurt so much as it's really uncomfortable. 

I hate taking tablets; they make me feel 'drugged-up' and weary, which I feel anyway so it makes it worse!^^ I used to be scared they'd get stuck in my throat when I was a kid. It's only recently I've got used to them because I had to. *groans* It's been a bad day all around, just like yesterday. It's been a bad week what with the dentist, and having to go back to see him next month to have a filling *cries* He's a nice guy... I just don't like dentists. I should rant about that too in my entry...

I've hardly had a chance to rest it because I've been running arounf after my mum, who has made herself ill because the stupid doctor wanted to see her to see if she's valid for support money. Err, hello? The woman had a stroke, has had two operations replacing her knee caps, and nearly died around this time last year... someone like that should have to drag themselves to Romford to show how disabled they are. I think that's what did my back in, sitting around for ages and walking up flights of stairs, over and over. Gee, I feel like an old lady. You can see why my mum must be feeling rotten.

Right, that's my rant out of the way!

Plus, have you seen that daft advert with the cow and the slippers. "If cows were supposed to live indoors they'd be born with slippers?" Err... if humans were supposed to live indoors we'd be born with slippers too. Hmmm... looks like we should got back to living in trees with the other antrapoids, then.

Sophie

Here is what has happened, as I don't have the energy for a rant today, as follows:

• Got up very early for me on a Saturday and managed to listen to music for about half an hour before my dad comes through the door with the shopping *already*!
• Amazon stuff came today: Beatles (The White Album) and Midsummer Night's Dream came.
• Got my hair cut short and layered - looks much better and makes me look by age at sixteen. Without the hair cut people assume I'm thirteen or fourteen. This may come in handy in the future when I need to look younger/older.
• Listening to the music - favourite Beatles songs at the moment are: "Love Me Do", "She Loves You", "A Hard Days Night", "Help", "Eleanor Rigby", "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds", "I am the Walrus", "All You Need is Love", "Hello, Goodbye", and "Something".
• Came here to write entry in diary.

It's been an okay day.

Sophie

Hello Net,
How are things?

Went to college.
Saw James, finally after ages and ages. He's dyed his hair black, which is probably why I couldn't pick him out of a crowd. I'll have to wait for him to do it in the future.
Worried about my hair and think it needs to be cut. I just can't control it.
Have to remind my dad to call the TV people so we can get a new DVD player - I'm worried it'll break my CDs.

Current interests:
Jack the Ripper/Montague John Druitt
Ancient Rome and Julia the Elder (duh!)
I've got into 60s music, like The Beatles, and it brings back some childhood memories of Yellow Submairnes and Thomas the Tank Engine - what with Ringo and everything. I grew up in the 90s, you know. I love that film, A Hard Day's Night, and I love Help! too. More people should watch them because they are so silly, well, Help! is in any case. I mean, how many cultures out there would cause such trouble for poor little Ringo.

Christmas:
At college we have been given a box, a Christmas box! We have to fill it with old junk to give to the children's home not far from here. What would a bunch of teenagers have that little kids would want? Nothing much and that's the point. I'll feel guilty if I don't put something in though I'm really tight when it comes to giving my stuff away. Even if it is stuff I never use any more. They're not having any of my stuffed toys, though. I'm too attached to things like that. I might give them some books but I'm even awkward about!
The other day I shopped for Christmas stuff for my dad, to save my mum the trouble. I didn it on Amazon, of course. I got him The Beatles Anthology book to go with the DVD set I got him for his birthday. With any luck we'll have that new bloody DVD player before Christmas. 
I'm not really looking forward to Christimas this year - you may know that my granny is sick and I'm scared of what I'll do or say when I see her for New Years. This will probably be her last. It makes me feel a bit sick, actually.
I'll get off that subject and go on to better things, like what I bought:

The Beatles Anthology Book
Help! - The Beatles Film
A Hard Days Night - The Beatles Film
Hairspray (The film, not actual hairspray)
The Devil Rides Out (Dad loves this film)
The Jungle Book
The Beatles Official Calender (Because he always gets me one!)

Anyway, that's me for today.

Sophie