There's a wall around me that you can't even see. It took a little time, to get close to me.

Ho hum. Well, today I ate

a bowl of muesli I'd made myself
two tangerines
a chicken wrap
more muesli
two more tangerines.

I am unsure of how much the second lot of muesli came to. I felt sick after eating it, maybe this is because I've ate too much of it. I think so. Anyway, it's better than yesterday when I ate 1400; I don't need that many calories.

I'm denying the amount of work I've got to do at the moment.

The director of the play I'm in asked me not to be so late to a rehearsal he hadn't told me about today. He apologised later. He's nice but I don't really get on with him; we have all these weird silences, which make me feel weird because he's so perky with everyone else. And it's a hangover from my schooldays that I don't enjoy being reproved; I feel embarrassed, even if I haven't done anything wrong and I find it difficult to stick up for myself, resorting to a surly monotone.

Here are a list of things I shall do after my last exam:

wax my armpits
get very drunk
have a completely leisurely sunday with no prospect of work hanging over my head.

I can't think of anymore. This is how bad it's gotten. And that is all I want, at the moment. Here are some things I must do

1. Three essays
2. Exam revision
3. Learn my lines properly and emotively
4. Contact work experience for summer.