I have a really bad headache at the moment, and I'm doing nothing to help myself. I'm on the computer for one, and everybody knows that staring at a screen when you have a headache is no good for you. I also have Pink Floyd on really loud because both of my parents are at the hospital and I've eaten a lot of sugar today. I find that after eating a lot of sugar, I'm almost always incredibly tired and that then makes me more vulnerable and therefore more likely to get a headache. I was also sat in a boiling hot maths classroom for over an hour and we had to do quadratic equations. I found it extremely difficult and after I while I started to fidget and complain. Then after that I had to sit through a crappy assembly about I don't know because I couldn't hear a word that the people were saying. Neither could I see the screen at the front of the hall because I have terrible eyesight. After that I had to walk home in the freezing cold and I got some sort of brain freeze. When I got into my house my face started to burn because of the sudden increase in temperature. From that you will probably come to the conclusion that I am very irritable. I'm in a good mood, but saying the wrong thing might set me off.

I am talking to Jack on MSN right now. Both of my parents really like him, especially my dad. He says that he has a good sense of humour. That's always nice to know. I wouldn't want my parents to hate my friends. Besides, I wouldn't care if they did. I will hang around with who I want to and there's nothing that they can do to stop me. They would never stop me from seeing my friends anyway because they're cool like that. To be honest, it would be a waste of time trying because there's always a way to bend the rules. I have a skill for bending rules and not getting into trouble. ;-)

I started my Romeo and Juliet essay today! I wrote about 250 words. I thought I might as well start it today because it will take me ages to write it. I've got all the ideas, I just can't get them down on paper properly. I'm not that good at writing. I've always been in top set for English, but sometimes I wonder whether the teachers made a mistake or something. I got all level 5's for my Key Stage 2 SAT's and all level 7's for my Key Stage 3 SAT's. That must mean something.

My nan and granddad just rang twice in a row. I ignored it both times. We have a special ringtone on our phone that plays when the 'Senile Old Man' phones. Then we know when to ignore it. Me and my dad are terrible, I know, but neither of us can stand him. If it was urgent then they'd know to phone my mobile. Besides, I would only answer it from nan's phone. That's how much I don't like him. It would be silly to get into details just in case any of my family ever read this. He's a horrible man.

It's almost 5pm and I'm getting hungry. I've been eating constantly all day so there's no reason for me to be, but I am. It looks as if I might have to cook my own dinner tonight because there;s no one here to cook it for me. When my mum goes into hospital for her operation and chemotherapy, dad will be back and forth from the hospital so he'll probably be too tired to cook for me. When that period of time comes it's going to be hell. Everyone will be all stressy and upset. I'll hate it. I just want to get on with my life and pretend that it isn't happening. Mum would feel guilty to know that it was affecting my school work, so I'm doing my best to get on with life. I must say that I'm doing a fucking good job of it. Anyone else would just break down.