holiday.

is it just me.or are my weekends really becoming terrible?i hardly do anything anymore.which is rather relaxing in a sense but also a rather huge waste of minutes.i find it increasingly bothersome to go out with people who do not matter so i end up doing pretty much nothing.thats not stupid is it?...or is it?(thats how the bright young things in Waugh's Vile Bodies speak. "darling,how very divine of you to help out.oh dear, its not too much trouble do you think...or do you?". nobody does satire like Waugh.) well im convinced i'll be home today till i have to get back to camp.i declare today Sombre Solitude Day.