Sep 22, 2010 19:47
*points to title* I've been introduced to Bounce, by the Jonas Brothers. I am scarred for life. Nick, dearest, please stop waving your hands in front of your crotch.
Anyway.
So, hey. C: Third week back at school. It's going okay so far, except there's a ton of homework and I'm struggling to finish this essay that's due in on Friday (and basically I still have half of it to write). My shoes are okay now, I'm just having to wear them without the insoles and that's okay.
Hi, cold! Dude, leave me alone. Stuck in bed all day, coughing. I got on the train this morning and had a huge coughing fit and so I just came home. I would have had to play the oboe today at Prize Day (yeah, the conductor is going to MURDER me, whoops) and I can't even think about me having a coughing fit right in the middle of the National Anthem and ruining the whole piece.
I'm a little peeved off. I'm ill today, and I'll try and go for tomorrow, of course. But I have this one friend (and I love her dearly, don't get me wrong) but she's always saying "you are coming in tomorrow." Like she's decided this for me, and there is no room for questions. I am Coming Into School Tomorrow. It annoys the hell out of me. I know I was ill loads last year, but hopefully this year will be different, and I'm going to try and come in rather than being lazy and probably exaggerating my illness a fair bit.
I just. I don't know.
activity: ranting