School.

Well, I'm at my Mum's, which means I'm on a huge computer instead of a laptop, and that I'll have to sleep early. It also means that I feel like I'm being watched, and just as I typed that Mum looked over my shoulder o.o
Ahem. It's school tommorow, which means I'm panicky. I don't know why, but I just get panicky and jumpy and stuttery, for a few days my stutter'll get worse until I have to be quiet for a long while, building up the confidence to say something. before speaking VERY quietly. I'll screech and hide at the simplist things and it'll be SO easy for me to burst into tears.
Like Furby.
...

Uh, Furby didn't belong in that sentence... Anyway...At least Ilia might be coming down to visit me soon? I can't wait, I suppose I'll have to ask my parents... They might not be keen on that. Anyway...
Well, that's pretty much it. I've just been panicky about this, unable to actually clear my mind...
The bullies... Oh God, this is going to be rough few weeks. The teachers...
Ugh. I give up.