This weekend has been a bit shit.
Friday, had jazz combo after school, but we had no drummer, just bari sax, trumpet and bass... so we did a sort of free improvisation collective instead. That was fun. Kenny gave me a lift home, listened to some J-rock that is surprisingly interesting when compared to its western counterpart. Got home, fell asleep. Wasted Friday evening.
Saturday woke up and read 100 Years of Solitude for a few hours. Then went to the marching band game, then to marching band festival. Fairly shit waste of a day, got back late and watched some Red Dwarf before going to bed.
Sunday arsed around with my UCAS personal statement ALL FUCKING DAy and its still not done. Stayed up late listening to noise from Africa and watching footage of the Liberian civil war

, printed off a play and a short story by a friend of mine in Sheffield and read them before going to sleep at 4 am. Woke up this morning and had some liqueur truffles for breakfast with a mug of instant coffee and watched some Red Dwarf. Now thinking about possibly get my homework done.