Monday, January 11, 1982
School again, any optimism soon replaced by familiar frustrations and regrets. I felt negative and dull-voiced all day and sometimes really get to hate school. I was glad to get home at one. I have an interview date (January 22) from Watermouth and an offer (BC) from Rummidge. My Kerouac biography still hasn't arrived.
The news is still dominated by images of a snow smothered Britain, which in some places is colder than the south pole: talk of a ‘new ice age,’ etc. In the evening, I revised for a History test.