Prepared

I think I'm ready for my time off. I know what I'm doing to prepare for my French exam, I have lovely soft PJ's to wear during the op and after, junk food like pot noodles and Oreos to snack on when I have to fend for myself (I can't cook, I'm awful), I have the new big TV and I have the promise that my two best mates are gonna cone over to keep me company, draw on my bandages and bring me colouring books. I actually can't wait.
I'm still going to go mental though. Loneliness and boredom are sure to attack, despite the homework I've already been set. I asked for a book to read, but no, apparently I'll survive with the ones I have and homework. Yeah, I'm gonna die. Because no matter how glorious it's going to be to not have to get up to the freezing world every morning, I know that I'm gonna miss school. I'll miss my mates and the teachers and some of the lessons. I'll miss the structures and the bus drivers and the people-watching every morning. I'll miss the stupid little people running into me in traffic and the Crow... Yeah okay, maybe that's a bit too far. But everything else I said, yeah.
I kinda want to tidy my room just to be even more prepared, but that's more for Christmas too, because OHMYGODITSCHRISTMAS! :D