"Life is like a chocolate box, you never know what your gonna get"

To be honest, I don’t think I have ever disagreed with a statement more, right now it seem every morning I have to drag myself out of bed with the same dread for the day as I had the day before, I head out into the cold harsh world, to do my paper round, usually this involves buckets of rain being constantly chucked on my head. Then I go to school, where I’m submitted to the constant nagging of teachers, which I have become so used to its no more than an annoying drone, which occasionally reminds me I have detention tomorrow. Once home I tend to spend my entire life focused on doing absolutely nothing, a nothing which is occasionally interrupted with phone calls, little sisters and my mum.I know almost exactly what is going to happen every single day of the week, I never have the joy of a simple suprise and I can almost guarantee that novthing new will happen in the next week. Life will carry on in the same boring way it has done since the summer holidays ended, nothing new, nothing interesting.So once just once, I seriously wish that something, exiting and fun would happen, anything would do, just so long as it prolonged normal life just for a few days, a few short days in which I could possibly get my life (and my head) back together.