Hmm. This weekend wasn't completely unsuccessful.

1. MUST TIDY ROOM. Not done, surprise surprise.
2. Go jogging later on. Done, surprisingly.
3. Read Chapter 4 of The Lord Of The Flies. Not done, unsurprisingly.
4. Practice my monologue. Not done. Yet.
5. Practice violin. Done yesterday, and will do later on.
6. Practice keyboard. Will do.

Also, have not eaten utter shite, very surprisingly, and did an hour of free step aerobics on the wii and went running 3 times. Which reminds me. I need to get back to free step. Nothing else has happened this weekend, except plucking my eyebrows. Which is an achievement for me, and would be for you too, if yours were as bushy as mine.

Oh God. Looks like my life is reduced to WiiFit and Eric Clapton. Not that I'm complaining.