Isolation Day 4 (Part 2)

Yes, I AM this bored. 9:40pm, and about to die of the tedium.

Dad is watching The Bush Tucker Man. Ahh, The Bush Tucker Man, with is trademark broad-brim hat, long sleeve work shirt, (a style that Dad has incorporated since before I was born & before he met Mum) shorts, heavy duty boots and hairy legs. Do, do do do do, dooooooo, do. That catchy theme song has remained with me to this very day, and I still catch myself singing it every now and then. Blast that stupid theme song!!

I rang my BFF, Lara* (yes, we've made up) tonight. THANK-YOU GOD FOR LETTING ME SPEAK TO ANOTHER HUMAN BEING OTHER THAN MY MUM AND DAD!!!!!!! As much as I love them, and I do, lots, it does get a bit annoying when you can only speak to 1 or 2 people for ages. I am very independent, I like to do things without parental guidance, (I know, terrible) and I love my friends. I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL AND SEE MY FRIENDS!!!

It doesn't help that I have the English assignment from HELL! I usually love English, but we're studying the most boring novel, and we have to write a diary entry for the main character for 4 chapters. Why can't he write it himself? Diary entries are the style of writing I dislike the most. I'm stuck on Chapter 3. It's so boring, and I've read it so many times, I feel like going up to the main character, giving him the book and telling him to shove it up his jumper.

Just another annoying abnormality of life................