18th December 2003.
Almost Christmas. It's my last day tomorrow. I wish I was starting a new school in January. One boy, Liam who has been bullying me and my brother has been told that if he picks on us once more, he will be expelled. I hope he says something to me. Little bastard. As much as it hurts, I want him to do it so we can get rid of him. I've had quite a lot of presents from school: Manicure set and toblerone off Emma, Earrings and pencils off Hannah, Bath set off Hayley, Cadbury's selection box off Alison, Bag of used make up off Jenny. Urgh, it was awful! There was a lip gloss in a pot with a fingerprint in it, lipstick with marks all over it, 3 pots of nail varnish (obviously half full), and there was a tiny pot of what looked (and smelt) like cat piss. Ewww. I threw it away. Jenny can't afford much, but yuck! She gave Hannah and Hannah mouldy ornaments, and Emma a cuddly toy with holes, dirt and cat hair all over it. She went shopping with Emma and took £12.50, with that she spent £7 on a teddy bear and kept asking Emma for £5 to buy her lunch. That's not right. Hannah had to pay for her to get on the bus on the way back. Surely she didn't need the bear? She should have thought about getting her lunch before. She's so weird. Really babyish. Bleh.
Only 7 days until Christmas!