Snails.

I had such a lovely time this weekend with Adele; I really mean that. We had so much fun, just messing around and talking about Christmas and watching films together...and dancing on some old train tracks. There's now a video of us on YouTube messing around on Saturday. But, yes, I really enjoy times like that with my friends, especially ones that I don't see very often, like her. It's a shame that my parents decided to suddenly get completely over-protective and ruin the whole weekend by screaming at me because my phone had stopped working properly. Honestly, I'll never understand what the hell is wrong with them at times.

Today was an...okay day. Nothing really happened. A lot of the time, I realised that I missed someone very close to me and that I just wanted to give them a great big cuddle and never let them go. I don't even know what brought it on, I just wanted them with me. I was sent to see the counsellor this morning too, but that lasted about five minutes, because she realised that I'm not a danger to myself or anyone near me, though people assume that I would be. Medical records a right pain in the arse at times, I can tell you that for nothing. And what's even more ridiculous is that they never seem to stop following you around either...

I should really be doing homework now, but I'm procrastinating...as per usual. There's nothing strange about that, seeing as half the time these days I just can't be arsed with work. I got home early today, fully intending to start work, but I started watching Love Actually with my mum instead. That was slightly more fun.