My first scribblings...

I'm scared. I'm all alone and no-one else is in. Its cold. My room is bare. I'm starving but I have no appetite. I'm tired but I can't sleep. I've still got a hangover. Add to that my headache. All I can hear is the rain dripping off the window ledges outside and the whir of my computer fan. I've barely made it to now, where I am now. But do I deserve this? I still have a lot to do before I can continue. There is nowhere near enough time. My coach I have to be on is in four and a half hours. I wait for an ex to keep me company. I miss everybody so much already. But I'm going ahead with this... Right???

So lets begin.