It's grey and miserable.
I'm in the house on my own and none of my friends are around
I don't think my hands have been warm all day
I've not even managed to do revision
The day has disappeared leaving me feeling like I've just wasted a whole 6 hours of my life without doing anything
I have a big blister so I can't even do exercise
I'm going for a walk on the same old streets of a boring town I've lived in for 16 years.
I'm not so much miserably as cripplingly fed up, indifferent and bored. Bank Holidays always seem to encourage that feeling, ssame old films on the television, people doing gardening, empty roads, half the shops shut.
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