Work is the refuge of people who have nothing better to do

Haha, I do love my Wilde quotes!

I find myself in an unconventional and sort of uncomfortable situation, and its due both to my laziness and the ever so uncanny timing of mother nature to throw a hissy fit. You see, I live on a small island isolated from normal civilisation (I'll post some pictures of this in future) and the only method of transport available for me to get to mainland Britain - where myself, M and C attend boarding school - is by plane. And even though the tiny sixteen seater's that would normally carry me on this voyage fly well bellow the level at which the volcanic ash (from an eruption in Iceland for those who haven't heard) initially lingered, we residents of this forsaken isle were unable to depart as all the airports in Britain were closed for business. Now, a lot of people in this position i.e. facing the prospect of a few extra days holiday, would not be complaining. However, as you may have been able to tell due to my tone and use of the phrase "forsaken isle", I'm not the biggest fan of my home. It's not that I don't like it at all, its just that three weeks there, with pretty much nothing to do (it's not the world's most exciting holiday destination), can become quite grating. I also enjoy school quite a bit, so yeah XD But this awkward situation arrises from the fact that, over the past three weeks I've meant to have been undergoing an intense regime of revision. Unfortunately, due to my lethargic nature and tendency to procrastinate, it's been more like an idle stroll through the various syllabuses as opposed to vigorous note taking and essay writing. If I were to return to school today like the majority of my colleagues, I'd be condemned to a frantic Sunday evening rush of waffling through a few essays, and then the damnation of facing teachers tomorrow who are expecting substantial progress to have been made on the revision front. Instead, it looks like I have until around Wednesday to actually get some work done, yet I'm stuck at home were I'm hardly forced to work, and what's more the weather has just decided to become beautiful! But I must persevere... some higher being has given me this opportunity as a test of my resolve, no doubt, and so I must prove myself... It's going to hurt, but I have to do it... Oh God...
(image belongs to t-chest.co.uk :D)

J