Ahhh the weekend... Now I can sleep. Or technically I would be able to sleep, but my mother has made a ridiculous arrangement with a maths tutor who I don't even like and who's not even a good teacher (sorry) for me to call him this afternoon around 1 or something. When, otherwise, I would be in bed. I finished school at 5pm yesterday, and Mum and my sister picked me up, before we toured around going to the supermarket and a DIY place. Consequently it was around 10pm when we got back, if not later, and I was only in bed after 12. So I could very easily have continued sleeping well into the afternoon. I don't know why I get so much more tired here than I did in Kenya - I even get up slightly (slightly) later here. And besides that, I want to get up at dawn one of these days and take some photographs.*sigh*
 I wish Dad would come back. He's gone to Kosovo until Sunday (he went on Wednesday) for a meeting. I wanted to go with him! I've never been to eastern Europe. Well, bye.