Late mornings, Laughter in the Dark and Maths

This morning I woke up late. I lay in bed for goodness knows how long, and eventually, at twenty past twelve, dragged myself downstairs, armed with dressing gown and book, greatly looking forward to my morning cup of tea, which, as is the case everyday, my mother made for me with such love and kindness. While drinking my tea, I also ate lunch (A sandwich of mayonnaise and extra mature cheddar on brown bread, no margarine or butter), and read some of Laughter in the Dark.

My reading carried on throughout the afternoon up until the point I decided I should probably do some homework. (Page one-hundred-and-sixty-four, bearing in mind I started on page sixty or seventy something at the beginning of the afternoon.) I struggled a surprising amount with the Maths paper, so after about five minutes, I, being the kind of person I am, gave up and came to write a blog entry. I shall resume my homework quite soon, most probably, and hopefully this time I will be able to do it.

Tonight, hopefully, my dad will light a fire so I will be able to sit outside and say things such as "Ooh how pretty! Flamey flamey!" or words to that effect. To be honest, I'm not sure that I have ever said 'flamey' in my entire life up to this point, and I do not think it is likely that I will start now.

Well, I must be off to do necessary things, such as Maths papers, and possibly other things too. Until next time, goodbye and goodnight! Bobyn. xxxxx