To Whoever/Whatever Controls the Weather: Could you please try and remember that it is still SUMMER!? Is it really that hard? And if it has to rain, please can you not give us 400mph gales that make umbrellas and waterproofs useless? I do not like getting blown around the street and being made into a flying puddle of water. It is NOT fun. To Work: Stop fiddling with the rotas! I do not have time to look at it every single day! And, if you want to give me an extra shift/swap mine about, could you please have the decency to tell me so I don't have to rearrange all my plans and get stressed with myself for being late? You don't pay me enough. To the British Education System: Why must you make us wait two months for our A Level results? I now have to sit here for the next 50mins waiting for track to update to see if I actually have a future next year! And even then there is no guarantee that it's going to update, especially if it's done in alphabetical order. To My Mother: Why did you have to marry a man whose surname starts with 'R'? It's most unhelpful.