I can hear the birds chirping. Shut up my feathered friends.

Feel like I’m witnessing an important moment in history.

Sarah’s dad’s home and is making me breakfast. I feel like I’m living in another dimension.

I’m at Sarah’s having a pyjama day and eating bacon.

But she’s not even at her house, and her parents aren’t in either.

Is this weird?

I’m lying in my bed and all my family is in Judy’s room next day and they’re all laughing their heads off and I’m just left feeling the wee odd one out.

Lucy made me the nicest ever meringue after my exam today. It was heaven in the form of food.