I have a car instead. Well, all I've paid for is the insurance and a sat nav. I'm so looking forward to understanding the cost of petrol and the fun of services and MOTs next summer. And trying to understand the lights, the fan thingy, the windscreen wipers (ok, they're simple) and de-icing. To say nothing of cleaning and painting related activities. Why is owning a car so complicated? It's very strange to see dad's car parked outside my house, though, that's not right.

If only I could drive it... I need to convince people to let me take them round the block in it. I did get dad to take me to Tescos before he left, which was just as well because they've moved my milk to the highest shelf possible, then stacked it up. So there was no way I was going to be reaching that.

I hurt from swimming yesterday as well. I discovered just how much my arms ached when I started my driving lesson this morning. Yesterday I just felt really tired and couldn't be bothered with anything. I have got a bit more done today, though. Except when I looked at the clock on my computer and saw it was 21.39. How did that happen? Where did the weekend go and do I really have to go back to work tomorrow?

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