Burt.
i don't know what our dearest alan burt would write if he had a livejournal, but i presume it would go something like this: "hi, today i was hairy & shouted at people. tomorrow i get to teach victoria alice folan, hurrah! she is one hella sexy beast, unlike her faggy friend; that samantha person." WELL, ALAN, you don't have to talk at me tomorrow! i have my drama examination. 12:30. i'm well excited about it, although it does entail a horrible early start. slightly nervous, but i think we can do it boys.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaahberjknejnesquiggleniggle.
i was excited because i cut my finger wide open this morning (kitchen knife, sawing open a keyring, slipped) which meant i got to wear a scooby doo plaster on it aaaall day. it's stopped bleeding now, but we can still pretend i guess. in tennis my racket actually made contact with the ball(!) but it kinda resulted in my racket flying across the court at a hundred million miles per hour. well, what can ya do? i swapped rackets though, & then i was pro! hahahaha i was just thinking, if the prom dj actually fulfills our requests then that night is going to be some crazy shit. rage against the machine alongside spice girls & s club. that, my friends is perfection. (ignore chav poo)
&now i'm sleepy so i'll go to bed.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaahberjknejnesquiggleniggle.
i was excited because i cut my finger wide open this morning (kitchen knife, sawing open a keyring, slipped) which meant i got to wear a scooby doo plaster on it aaaall day. it's stopped bleeding now, but we can still pretend i guess. in tennis my racket actually made contact with the ball(!) but it kinda resulted in my racket flying across the court at a hundred million miles per hour. well, what can ya do? i swapped rackets though, & then i was pro! hahahaha i was just thinking, if the prom dj actually fulfills our requests then that night is going to be some crazy shit. rage against the machine alongside spice girls & s club. that, my friends is perfection. (ignore chav poo)
&now i'm sleepy so i'll go to bed.