Today was a Sunday. Usually my Sundays go along the lines of doing nothing for the whole day and then panicking because I haven't done any work, consequently staying up until some godforsaken hour trying to get all of my work done. Today, however, was no such day!
(Anthony went skiing on Mont Blanc. I do know where he went.)
So today, I got up, had breakfast, played my whistle for about two hours, did homework, came home, had a lovely evening with Thomas doing The Sound of Music cockney style. O_o
Feeling a LITTLE more prepared for this Sandhurst thing tomorrow! (I don't even know where we're playing yet...)
So...yeah.
I can go to bed now. I have no work to do.
Anthony is requesting that I write about how amazing his return was back to England. He broke his glasses. Silly boy.
This is an aubergine.
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