11.00am Mum rings, crawl out of bed (I can do that now, I go through a whole day without standing up if I want to, everything but the pc's at ground level, and I think I'm gonna be moving that when I can be bothered) I answer the phone. She's simply being kind and reminding me I have truckloads of cousework to do. Yeah thanks.
Back in bed.
If I think I'm gonna get back to sleep I have to be kidding, it took me long enough last night. Feed the cat, turn on the PC, check no one read last nights livejournal babling and hit delete. I'm thining the way to wake my head up is by eating something. Ya know? All that crap about a healthy start to the day, so now I've got cereals squelching round my stomach. I do not feel refreshed and ready to start the day. I feel like I'm going to be sick.
Back in bed. Okay. so what did I hope to achieve here? Downstairs he's got the TV turned up so loud I can feel the floor moving, even with the blanket wraped round my head I can still hear it. I-pod, earphones, problem solved.
But I'm still in bed, and I still feel sick, and there's still a pile of art under the window I haven't touched in a fortnight.
Best way to get motivated? Plan. Okay.. so here's my plan for the day.
-Shower, put clothes on (that always makes anyone feel human)
-Get art out and decide what needs to be done.
-Start doing art.
-Go for a walk to keep my brain moving.
-Come home, continue doing art.
-Eat somekind of crap to keep brain and body awake, whilst checking e-mails.
-Do more art
-Mum's home, go be sociable.
-Eat dinner
-Read, or come online.
-Sleep about 11pm.

*looks at list*
Here's what's going to happen.
I'm not going to shower, because who's going to see/smell me?... or I'm going to run a bath, and sit in it until the water's cold, because I just can't be bothered getting out.
I'm going to post this, then wait half an hour to see it there's any comments.
I'm going to get the art out, decide that there's no way in hell I'm going to get it all done, and do bits inbetween watching whatever cra I decide to shuv on the TV.
I'm going to continue to feel sick for most of the day. Because me, and food do not go too well together when I'm not going to move from my room in 24 hours.
I'm going to ignore Mum when she get's here, she'll be upset, but deal with it.
I'm going to go online and sit here talking to no one, cos frankly MSN conversations are painful. Writing crap becuse it's easy to watch crud spill from my head to a keyboard, there doesn't seem much point in thinking if I'm just going to forget it, so think onto paper and it has a point.... and watching the pictures change on my screensaver for an hour.
I'm going to either fall into bed and stay there till morning, or watch TV until I can hear Mum moving round getting ready for work, then I'll sleep till she rings and tell me to get up and do coursework.

This isn't a plan, this is what's going to happen because... it's a holiday, and during holidays I loose the will to live. No school to give days backbone and force life out of me, this is what I do. Vegetate.

Now let's see. Where do I post this? Livejournal's too personal... it just killls braincells when I get no comments from the people who supposedly care in real life. I mean, honestly, I wouldn't want to attempt to socialise with this either.