Roast dinner and college tomorrow

Tommy wasn't well last night. I was freaking out. He seems better now but I'm scared something is going to happen. Really, I shouldn't think of it too much because I'll start crying again. He slept on the pile of my clothes last night. Lazy little boy. I love him so much. My little bubby. Nick did a roast dinner and I'm still full 5 hours later. College tomorrow. Ew. Everyday gets more and more depressing at that place. I can't cope being there anymore. I want to leave. Get a job or something. I would happily move out if I had a good job. That would be fine by me. I'll probably do BTEC next year and get a job to work those days when I'm not in college. Still sick after several days. At least I can walk more. More music. Less people. Library time. Psychology first. Ew. Although I hate all subjects so I guess it's not that special is it?