The A Club

My life-School. By my count, that's 195 days a year eight thirty to four. Plus travelling time. Homework. Basketball team practice. Music. Jazz dance class. Church. Friends. Now don't get me wrong - I love my friends. But why do they so become the invisibles when I need them?

I could go on. Teachers giving their subjects the GCSE hard sell. Parents paranoid about 'tidy bedrooms'. Best mate Em getting the hump. Like, again.

And now the A Club to get sorted. Not to mention Char's problems. Or Eddie Finn fancying me. ugh!

Is it just me? Or is everyone's life like this, whizzing round faster and faster?

Who's really in charge? And how do I get some control back when stuff happens?