It feels like you're slipping through my fingers.

This is the first year I can remember that I'm actually really looking forward to Summer. I'm not usually that fussed, but I think living in a seaside town, and memories from the last few years have changed my mind. My first few weeks at my new school were really nice. I didn't have many friends and I found the lessons hard and stuff like that, but I really remember being excited to go in each day, and the views from the bus stop and some of class rooms and being able to just wear a dress, and summery music and bbq's at the beach, and picnics. And this year I won't really have any responsibilities, and I'll nearly be 18 and it's just going to be brilliant. Everyone always gets so excited and is then disappointed, but I usually have pretty low expectations. I know there will be rainy days, and days where I just sit around all day, but I'll remember all the beach days and parties and new things so it will be amazing I really remember being able to work at my desk with my legs stuck out the window, with the lovely views of the allotments and the hills in the distance. I'm excited, I think is the point.
I'm finally updating my ipod with music I actually want on there. It had a lot of stuff I'm not really into anymore so now I don't have to be ashamed about showing it to people. Despite the ridiculous amounts of Shania Twain. I've made some really good playlists for the bus.
I keep thinking January is going to be really busy this year, because I've got some big things happening but it's turning out okay. I've got enough stuff for my portfolio so I don't have to worry too much about that, which means I can focus on my A2 stuff instead which is good. We are revising in our business lessons as we've covered all the work now which is making that a lot easier. Then I'm seeing Los Campesinos! in February, which I am so so excited about.
I washed my hair this morning, so it's all frizzy and weird, but hopefully once I sleep on it it will be good and curly. It seems to be different every time I wash it. It's proper growing though, it's quite a bit past my shoulders now. I've had a really good week. Like, a good mixture of fun stuff and work. Me and Dad watched Casino on tuesday. I thought it was a really good film, but I didn't really enjoy it. I think it was more the domestic stuff, with all the shouting rather than the violence, because I love Godfather and Goodfella's which have just as much violence.
I'm going to paint my room after my exams. I'm not sure what colour yet, but I've got hundreds of paint chart things so I'll have a look. I want it to look warmer and cosier, so maybe either a rusty colour, or purply.