Urgh.

My dad's flight to Iraq was today, but he left for his RAF base last night. It was awful. I've never seen my sister cry so much- she's a real daddy's girl so she's taking it badly. Took the day off college (again) today; I've been tearful on and off and really couldn't be bothered with it. I hate college. I haven't been in for the past two weeks, apart from last Tuesday, which I had to attend for First Aid training, because I'd like to have a First Aid certificate. The First Aid exam is tomorrow, otherwise I'd probably bunk that too. To be honest, I kind of want them to kick me off the course, because if they don't I know I won't leave until the end of the term in July. I just want out of it. I'm not really learning anything, and I don't want to work in Health and Social Care anyway. I want to withdraw from the course now, but I don't have a job, and I don't want to be a bum and laze around the house all day.

I'm starting to worry that I'm turning into my sister -she's dropped out of college two times already, went back to college in September, and it looks like she'll be dropping out of this one too. Then again, I can't be turning into her yet because I still shower and she doesn't, so maybe there's hope for me yet.

My goals for the next three years are:

• Leave college
• Get a full time office job (admin work)
• Learn to drive
• Buy a car
• Move out

Lets see how it all goes.