........exams.........
I am noticing a recurring theme in my exams. I always seem to get in the 50%s, but they're all EVEN numbers. Hmmmmm. Pretty sussed.
Short Performance I got 54% this year. I'm sure I got 50% last year (oh, my lip "went", like fuck it did.) I got 56% I think for my end of year last year. The first year went along the same lines.
Today I got 52% in my technical. It went far better than any other year. I am never going to be able to do a fast track now (means I can do an extra exam for extra credit) and yes moan fuckin' moan it's all my own stupid fault but I am not very happy today.
So. I think I will go to Lidl and buy my weekly ration of pasta. Maybe Yoghurt & tuna. Who knows. The prices change all the time.
Tomorrow is Dan's birthday party and I cannot afford anything so I will have to be sober. WICKED.
Tomorrow is also a stupid gay concert. You are all not invited because it will be dire. There is another on Thursday. I can HARDLY wait, I feel like I am about to BURST.
I might even be lucky enough to have a lesson this week. JOY.
I am going to get the lowest third ever.
Sunday is that thing at the coal exchange. Becky said she would lend money until march 1st (pocket money day) but, no, I don't think I shall go, as much as normally I would, enough.
So. I am only moaning at myself. Yet I do nothing about it. What a massive twat.
I think I miss somebody, but I am not sure who. I shall find out soon enough, going to see the Woodville Roadsters tonight, maybe.
Short Performance I got 54% this year. I'm sure I got 50% last year (oh, my lip "went", like fuck it did.) I got 56% I think for my end of year last year. The first year went along the same lines.
Today I got 52% in my technical. It went far better than any other year. I am never going to be able to do a fast track now (means I can do an extra exam for extra credit) and yes moan fuckin' moan it's all my own stupid fault but I am not very happy today.
So. I think I will go to Lidl and buy my weekly ration of pasta. Maybe Yoghurt & tuna. Who knows. The prices change all the time.
Tomorrow is Dan's birthday party and I cannot afford anything so I will have to be sober. WICKED.
Tomorrow is also a stupid gay concert. You are all not invited because it will be dire. There is another on Thursday. I can HARDLY wait, I feel like I am about to BURST.
I might even be lucky enough to have a lesson this week. JOY.
I am going to get the lowest third ever.
Sunday is that thing at the coal exchange. Becky said she would lend money until march 1st (pocket money day) but, no, I don't think I shall go, as much as normally I would, enough.
So. I am only moaning at myself. Yet I do nothing about it. What a massive twat.
I think I miss somebody, but I am not sure who. I shall find out soon enough, going to see the Woodville Roadsters tonight, maybe.