But I've sorted my ToK essay; change in title. "When should we trust
our senses to give us truth?" And my mum told me everything I need to
put into it, so now I just have to make it fit together, which
shouldn't be too difficult... But I haven't done the Chemistry yet, I
need to ask Peter to explain that. ... I feel as if I'm starting to
sound like I can't think for myself. That's not good. May be true
though. I always feel like I need someone to tell me whether I'm doing
something right - that's what comes of having a twin, I s'pose. Not
that she's any use.

Robin went back up to Sheffield today. I'm not sure whether that's
good or bad, so I guess it just is. At least it means he won't be
spying on what I'm doing on the computer. But it also means that I
won't have anyone to compete on minesweeper against. Except Amy's
started to get hooked on it too... Such a bad habit! Why do they put it
on computers? I need to get out of this habit of procrastinating.

And I should also start going to bed when I'm tired, not at midnight...

We finally went on our second ramble yesterday (for Action hours for
CAS...) after delaying it numerous times. There were going to be 5 of
us, but one 'couldn't be bothered - spent the whole of yesterday
playing football' so there were only 4, which actually turned out to be
better. We got dropped off at Warwick Castle, planning to walk back to
Kenilworth's over the fields. Ashlie had planned the route, so she was
in charge of the navigating... not such a good idea.

It started out alright: we found the canal we were to follow for a
short way. We had to go a long winded way around a bridge that had no
footpath, which I think is where it all went wrong.We found our way
back to the canal and continued up the path, all the while discussing
how we could hire a barge for a weekend during the summer, which
doesn't sound very likely to happen. Every now and then we stopped to
look at the map, but couldn't work out how much further we had to go to
reach the bridge that crossed the canal, so we kept walking. Big
mistake. We came up to a hill with an amazing number of locks on it,
and stood admiring it, trying to find out place on the map by it. And
then I saw the train. The way Ashlie and Jennie thought the map meant
made no sense with the train there. For it to make sense, we should be
in Hatton by now. Hatton! Sheesh.

Lucky for us, there was a cafe close by, so we stopped off to have
lunch and plan what we would do next. (My Tuna mayo toastie lacked the
mayo, and the lettuce was all brown, but it was cheap and I was
hungry.) When we'd eaten, we planned our new route and set off again,
slightly distrustful of the map reading. The distances seemed all
wrong: we came up to the different farm houses much earlier than we
expected, but at least we found them. Most of the walking was through
fields and farms and the sun was shining, so it made for quite a nice
walk, and it wasn't as long a detour as we expected.

We ended up in the same cafe as last time, waiting to be picked up
as Jennie had an appointment to go to, and today I'm happy to say
that I'm no where near as stiff and achey as after the first ramble!

Today I attempted to start this holiday's homework. A ToK essay -
"Compare and contrast our approach to knowledge about the past and
knowledge about the future." How on Earth do you go about that?? I gave
in and went to watch the snooker, which has already distracted me from
my work enough. I need to do so much more before the week is up... And
it didn't help that I had a hairdresser's appointment today, and it
doesn't help that I have to collect my glasses and go to the
orthodontist tomorrow. I don't like being a procrastinator, but I can't
seem to change my ways. Grrrr.

It's been over two months since I last spoke to him, and well over a
year since I was talking to him freely and regularly. I've never met
him, and never heard his voice. He drinks a lot, smokes occasionally,
and, I believe, has a 3 or 4 year old son.

And yet I can't get him out of my mind, even when I should be
focussing completely on the task at hand. I always hope as the computer
loads up that I'll see his name at the top of the screen for once
telling me he's online. It's a pointless hope, but it's always there. I
guess I could always text him, but I don't know if he's busy or doesn't
want to talk to me or whatever... I might pluck up the courage at some
point.

It doesn't help that I don't really have any close friends. I have a
bunch of friends at school who I eat lunch with, but I don't really
talk to them at all and they don't talk to me. I'm fairly sure at least
one of them wishes I wasn't there. In lessons there's a bunch of around
14 of us, and in a way we're quite close, but we don't really know a
thing about each other... It's weird.

On a different note, it's only two weeks until my practical driving
test! Ahh! I had a lesson today, and I still can't do the reversing
round the corner, which is extremely annoying since they're fairly
likely to do that, since it doesn't rely on other cars... Parallel
parking's kind of alright, s'long as the camber's not to steep. If I
get bay parking and turn in the road as my maneuvers, the only thing
stopping me from passing will be meeting traffic and keeping to a
sensible speed. I think I have 3 more lessons before the exam, so I'm
hoping hoping hoping that I'll get the hang of it all.