the coming of the weapons of math destruction

That would be, in other words, my A-Levels, in which the only numbers I have to write are the date and time. It's a beautiful thing.

I got a job, folks! Interview was surprisingly easy and the new employer is really thoughtful (read: nice)- he said they don't want to get in the way of my full-time education but might ask me for help at some times during the week. Tomorrow I'm going to go in search of a job for Friday nights because that's the time everywhere needs help. Hoping from about eight onwards because I go skating.

Aha,haha,hahahaaa, I currently own a new pair of shoes (courtesy of mother in reward for getting the job) and I'm sat here wearing them. They are from Marks and Spencer, size eights (my feet are shrinking!!!) and they are Men's shoes because those are always more robust than women's. I did make an effort and have a look but they were all either ugly, or impractical, and in some cases both...or they were £85 which is far too expensive.

To dye or not to dye? Hair, purple, maybe... Don't know how it would go with the job though. The first thing people see on holiday is, I'm sure, not a fluorescent blob wending its way towards them through the breakfast tables.