W00t. 2008. W00t. Not that exciting. In like the last month nothing's happened. Let's see:
Dec. 3: Wilhelm's birthday. Didn't get him a gift on time because I had no idea what to get him. But I did make him a cake the evening before, as an apology. I even took a picture of it cuz it's the first time I ever actually cook something completly by myself, so I was rather proud, though it turned out a bit sweet cuz instead of doing a whipped cream topping like I usually do, I made proper icing, so you know, butter and sugar basically.
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Dec. 5: Went to the Tate Britain with the rest of the IB to have a tour on Romantic Art. It was utterly boring, 'cuase our guide was about as unfamiliar with Romanticism and Wordsworth as we where, considering we hadn't even started it yet. But then me an Naheed pretended we had rehearsals to get back to school to, so that we could go. We didn't really have pantomine rehearsals, but the teachers did't know, now did they. Consdering I was in Lonodn got Wilhelm a sweater.
Dec. 7: Ooooh my birthday, Natasha's and Phoebe's (mentiong Phoebe, I got ther gift last week, I just keep forgetting to bring it in..it's one of those Bunny Suicides Diary, i dunno if she'll like it, I just found it amusing.) Also the day of the Pantomine to Year 7s. I got presents from Wilhelm, Naheed and Jessica. My mom had bought me a some clothes the week before, and my Dad didn't know what to get me, so if I want anything I can still take him up on that. I only had two lessons to go to, first period physics, and third period maths. There where some random Italian people, they annoyed the shit out of Mr. Gajdus. So the modern-day Cinderella went okay I guess, I mean it was infinitly better then the script. (note to self: never act in a play written by a certain one-testicled person, i.e Aaron Pearson) So then Iwent home, my mom made me help clean which just mean, and well Wilhelm called, which was lovely.
Dec. 10: I became ill over the weekend but I wanted to be at school that day becuase it was the Procter & Gamble Choir trip, which is always exceedingly fun, if only for the amount of cosmetics they give us. Wilhelm kept saying I should stay home, but I didn't, and anyway I only went for the trips so I was back at 1pm. so I went home and Wilhelm came over and took care of me, as he does when I'm ill.
Dec. 11: The next day was my English presentation and I hadn't done jack shit, so my dad stayed home and helped me. and the when Wilhelm came over duriing his lunch hour to help me as well, my dad kicked him out. Oh well, I wasn't that bother because I got the presentation done.
Dec. 12: English orals for me. W00P W00p, I think it went pretty well!
Errr, yeah, I'm tired of writing...I'll keep on doing a recap later.