Absolutely knackered when i woke up this morning. Like shockingly, i-wanna-sleep-because-i-feel-like-i'm-gonna-pass-out-that's-too-much-fucking-exercise-lmfao.
Media mock with Vernon Kay in it. I died.
Then promptly texted Sammy.
Sammy let me have the last two pieces of toast at break :]
And Mike LunnParsons went past me and said 'Vernon Kay's a wanker.' I was shocked... I've never even spoken to LunnP.
Today was another good lunch.
Went on the field again.
Me and Sammy stole Amy's iPod and listened to Miley fucking Cyrus. Seven Things. I knew way too many of the words. And we spent ages looking for the SHA!
I founded it *blushes*
Talked about fights that were going on.
Its so good when there's a fight. Everyone on the playground just runs towards it screaming. Its like we're all united in the fight.
Then chavvy ginger Lewis came over and knew my name. I was proper freaked out.
Boring english lesson. We ended up just talking about the pro's and cons of Vernon and Mulhern.
Bus home. Had a nice chat with Rach about everything... leaving school mainly.
Shitting myself, as Sammy well knows.
10 days left.
:S
Home. Pilates. Simpsons.
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