This weekend, I think I need to:

Desperately start packing my room. Because my two laptops are stacked one over another on my table, on top of my keyboard. I've got no space to do my markings that I've got to move to the dining table.

Finish what I need to finish marking for this week.

Reorganise my wardrobe. I still have one big packet of hand-me-downs from my cousin chucked away in the corner of my room, causing me to be unable to open the wardrobe door.

This weekend, I'm sure I'm going to:

Cut my hair! Bob-bob here I come.

Have dinner out with my family tonight.

Accompany my daddy to get his new phone.