the mystery of ict.

So, despite the fact my mum said i can have the day off. Even though i could be snuggled up in bed with a cup of tea right this moment, instead of sitting in ICT making buttons about how to recycle for England, something i am convinced will never help me in my life: i am so glad i'm here.
It feels like my day hasn't been wasted, and that there is some kind of structure to my life? I like how there's not many people here, so everyone is more at ease, i like how pretty the snow is, and how much fun it's created. I don't remember the last time i actually looked forward to walking the long way round to a science lesson, and i certainly don't remember when i last actually wanted to go to German?
I find it funny how much chaos the weather can cause, and i can only imagine the conversation this white wonder has caused. For once, i really can ask someone about the weather?! And i was slightly upset to realise that the highlight of my day was either someone's bag being spat on, or realising that the school has finally invested in an internet explorer with tabs. I can truly say, that today, my life is average. But i sure as hell wouldn't want it any other way.