Weekend. Long weekend, bank holiday on Monday. It's been a crappy crappy week, so I'm glad of the extra day. *sad face*

I've had a constant headache for the past week, too! It's annoying, nothing helps and it's leaving me like I've got the stuffing ripped out of me. I'm sleeping a lot more, but I don't feel any more rested, which is a bitch. It's sooooore and I'm in a foul mood. Well, not foul but slightly 'grr'. People at school are being wankers but that's nothing new, is it? I guess not. My mum thought I loved school until recently. My brother's only started liking school, and he's got a day left until he leaves. Yeah, that's right. So...she's upset that we haven't had a good school experience. It's not her fault though. She can't help that other people are bastards. Every year at the end of summer I hope that my year might've matured a little bit, but to be honest I think we're the worst year group this school has seen in a long while.

Don't even know why I'm writing about school on a Saturday. Bored, I guess. I may do some art, or maybe write a bit more. Maybe read...I have to engage my mind or else I'll make myself mad with depressive thoughts.

Winnie caught a mouse today, out in the garden. I'd known she was a mouser, but I'd never seen her with her prey before. I wasn't so horrified as I thought I would've been, but it was difficult seeing that the sweet little 'grumpy pigeon' (don't ask, I don't know!) I know is the same cat that kills for fun. And her little face, it was just so angelic, looking for approval. My dad praised her anyway. He's like that, I guess.