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Dear Trez,
Thought that I'd write you back, even though it's only 10 a.m. I got up 6.30 because I couldn't breathe. When I woke up, the first thing I noticed is that I wasn't wearing any trousers. No idea what happened there. I must have taken them off or something. Yes. So, anyway, here I was no trousers, and in the morning when I'm still really tired, both my eyes and lips swell and I look like a weird fish.
And my eyes don't open properly, and I can't blink. It's like that old cornflakes advert with the caveman that turns into the hot guy once he's had his cornflakes. Except I don't turn into a hot guy. Bum. Righhttt, so I walked downstairs to get a drink of water, so I gulp down half a pint of water then get the fright of my life because I saw my reflection in the big mirror in my dining room, and thought it was a burglar ( give me a break, it was 6.30 and I was half asleep!) yeah, so I walked back upstairs and heard my dad shaving in the bathroom, getting ready for work. So I went into my bed, and couldn't get back to sleep. I then picked up the copy of Ghost World that Kelsey let me borrow yesterday and read half of that.
I came downstairs just after 7 and made myself spaghetti in tomato stuff ( you know that stuff you eat when you're wee for lunch with toast) with toast and ate half a packet of cold meat. I honestly don't know what kind. And I've kind of sat around, and have the same song on repeat because I'm far too lazy to change it.
And I need to hang out washing or something, my mum left me a list of crap to do (not literally a list wrote in crap, you creep. Why are you thinking about my mum writing lists in poo ?! ) My nan and grandad are coming up from Liverpool today. Can't wait to see them (-: !!
That's it so far, Trezzzzzzy boy.
p.s I've got trousers on now.
P.p.s
The packet of cold meat. i put it at the bottom of the bowl of spaghetti and it was like a little prize at the end of eating the spaghetti. Yum.
Thought that I'd write you back, even though it's only 10 a.m. I got up 6.30 because I couldn't breathe. When I woke up, the first thing I noticed is that I wasn't wearing any trousers. No idea what happened there. I must have taken them off or something. Yes. So, anyway, here I was no trousers, and in the morning when I'm still really tired, both my eyes and lips swell and I look like a weird fish.
And my eyes don't open properly, and I can't blink. It's like that old cornflakes advert with the caveman that turns into the hot guy once he's had his cornflakes. Except I don't turn into a hot guy. Bum. Righhttt, so I walked downstairs to get a drink of water, so I gulp down half a pint of water then get the fright of my life because I saw my reflection in the big mirror in my dining room, and thought it was a burglar ( give me a break, it was 6.30 and I was half asleep!) yeah, so I walked back upstairs and heard my dad shaving in the bathroom, getting ready for work. So I went into my bed, and couldn't get back to sleep. I then picked up the copy of Ghost World that Kelsey let me borrow yesterday and read half of that.
I came downstairs just after 7 and made myself spaghetti in tomato stuff ( you know that stuff you eat when you're wee for lunch with toast) with toast and ate half a packet of cold meat. I honestly don't know what kind. And I've kind of sat around, and have the same song on repeat because I'm far too lazy to change it.
And I need to hang out washing or something, my mum left me a list of crap to do (not literally a list wrote in crap, you creep. Why are you thinking about my mum writing lists in poo ?! ) My nan and grandad are coming up from Liverpool today. Can't wait to see them (-: !!
That's it so far, Trezzzzzzy boy.
p.s I've got trousers on now.
P.p.s
The packet of cold meat. i put it at the bottom of the bowl of spaghetti and it was like a little prize at the end of eating the spaghetti. Yum.