So, the last week~
Is it Friday already? Oh right, yes it is!
This week has somehow merged all together in my mind like some sort of strange cake mix.
Monday, the first day of Sixth Form induction, was, at best, hideously boring and then, at worst, a bloodbath of projectile vomitting. Summarised thus:
-Woke up feeling less than marvellous.
-Went into school because 'It's INDUCTION DAY!'
-Found out there is another person called Rachel in my form. Pondered whether there is a God, and if so, why he hates me.
-Lunchtime: found out that no, there is no God. Threw up in a wild, 'impressive' fashion, luckily outside. Money on lunch, wasted.
-Sent home and slept a lot.
-7pm-11am, returned vomitting every 20 minutes precisely.
-Upon discovering I'd lost 4lbs from simply spilling my guts, insisted on seeing a doctor.
-Missed Day 2 of Induction, forshame.
WEDNESDAY
-Woke up without alarm - insisted on going into school.
-Graphics and English Lit induction - funtimes.
-Another assembly, le bore.
-After lunch, leaver's assembly, went on too long and entirely geared toward people who'd been there since year 7, which I've not. Amusing, regardless.
-Missed the bus home.
-Wandered around Bugbrooke for an hour, died a bit from heatstroke, waded through a river. Finally rescued by Motherlady.
-7pm. Finally crossed the right field for Sean's party camp out.
-Nicola and I only sober ones there.
-Late-night Twister and tree climbing, all good fun.
-Tents rudely kidnapped by various couples - people decided to pair off.
-Zombie-movie moment when only Garrett and I were left. Discussion of survival plans ensued.
-Josh nearly jumped off a bridge into a river, then went AWOL for 3 hours.
-Aimee flashed everyone and their dogs and declared her boobage 'AMAZING.'
-She then sat on my favourite sunglasses, bent out of all recognition by morning. Not amused.
-"Slept" under a blanket of stars. Floor unecessarily bobbly.
-Soup to keep me warm at 4am.
-7am, decided to evict tent dwellers in the hope of going home early.
-Discovered Tabby had buggered off to Garrett's at 5am. Goodbye lift home.
-10am finally got a lift home.
THURSDAY
-Forced myself to go into town to visit Jas, sans sleep.
-Was something of a retard all day.
-Walked around in her kitchen going "Lemon Shower Chair''
-Heard the 'Jizzed in My Pants' song for the first time. Not overly impressed, could have been done much better imo.
-Fell off lilo into her swimming pool.
-Nearly died of cold. COLD DAMMIT.
-QUIET! There's a cat in the room. ¬___¬
-Walked to the shop, had a chocolate binge.
-Jasmin knows EVERYONE IN THE WORLD. Walked to busses with a barrage of conversations and people ignoring my existance.
-Caught bus, came home, slept lots and lots and LOTS.
That was the quickest and roughest summary everrrr, and I missed lots out, especially of Sean's fandango, but it is Prom time in an hour, and I am too hergjkdjb to do very much. xD Tehe. I will give you a better post at some point, loves.
Tattybyes x
This week has somehow merged all together in my mind like some sort of strange cake mix.
Monday, the first day of Sixth Form induction, was, at best, hideously boring and then, at worst, a bloodbath of projectile vomitting. Summarised thus:
-Woke up feeling less than marvellous.
-Went into school because 'It's INDUCTION DAY!'
-Found out there is another person called Rachel in my form. Pondered whether there is a God, and if so, why he hates me.
-Lunchtime: found out that no, there is no God. Threw up in a wild, 'impressive' fashion, luckily outside. Money on lunch, wasted.
-Sent home and slept a lot.
-7pm-11am, returned vomitting every 20 minutes precisely.
-Upon discovering I'd lost 4lbs from simply spilling my guts, insisted on seeing a doctor.
-Missed Day 2 of Induction, forshame.
WEDNESDAY
-Woke up without alarm - insisted on going into school.
-Graphics and English Lit induction - funtimes.
-Another assembly, le bore.
-After lunch, leaver's assembly, went on too long and entirely geared toward people who'd been there since year 7, which I've not. Amusing, regardless.
-Missed the bus home.
-Wandered around Bugbrooke for an hour, died a bit from heatstroke, waded through a river. Finally rescued by Motherlady.
-7pm. Finally crossed the right field for Sean's party camp out.
-Nicola and I only sober ones there.
-Late-night Twister and tree climbing, all good fun.
-Tents rudely kidnapped by various couples - people decided to pair off.
-Zombie-movie moment when only Garrett and I were left. Discussion of survival plans ensued.
-Josh nearly jumped off a bridge into a river, then went AWOL for 3 hours.
-Aimee flashed everyone and their dogs and declared her boobage 'AMAZING.'
-She then sat on my favourite sunglasses, bent out of all recognition by morning. Not amused.
-"Slept" under a blanket of stars. Floor unecessarily bobbly.
-Soup to keep me warm at 4am.
-7am, decided to evict tent dwellers in the hope of going home early.
-Discovered Tabby had buggered off to Garrett's at 5am. Goodbye lift home.
-10am finally got a lift home.
THURSDAY
-Forced myself to go into town to visit Jas, sans sleep.
-Was something of a retard all day.
-Walked around in her kitchen going "Lemon Shower Chair''
-Heard the 'Jizzed in My Pants' song for the first time. Not overly impressed, could have been done much better imo.
-Fell off lilo into her swimming pool.
-Nearly died of cold. COLD DAMMIT.
-QUIET! There's a cat in the room. ¬___¬
-Walked to the shop, had a chocolate binge.
-Jasmin knows EVERYONE IN THE WORLD. Walked to busses with a barrage of conversations and people ignoring my existance.
-Caught bus, came home, slept lots and lots and LOTS.
That was the quickest and roughest summary everrrr, and I missed lots out, especially of Sean's fandango, but it is Prom time in an hour, and I am too hergjkdjb to do very much. xD Tehe. I will give you a better post at some point, loves.
Tattybyes x