12/21/2009
CONSIDERING I GOT THIS THING TO MAKE IT EASY FOR MILA TO FOLLOW MY DAY TO DAY LIFE,
I’VE BEEN DOING A REAL SHITTY JOB.
SOOOOOOOOO.
Yeah, my life, uh, is good. Yeah.FRIDAY. FRIDAY WAS GOOD.
I woke up, all energised ‘cause it was the last day of term, and afternoon lessons were cancelled. Just one lesson before the christmas holiday, and it seemed so wonderfully pointless. I managed to take an hour to do my hair, so I persuaded my stepdad to give me a lift so I wouldn’t be late. I was still a bit late, so I rushed in, apologetic face already adopted, ready to apologise profusely. AND~ My teacher wasn’t there. B| Class was cancelled, we could go home. So, I got up at six for no reason? THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT?!
I couldn’t go home, because I had to meet Josy and Char for our weekly milkshake run. BUT I WAS FULL OF RAGE - RAAAGE - AND WAS THUS UNABLE TO DO SOMETHING STUDIOUS LIKE GO TO THE LIBRARY. I WAS TOO ENRAGED, I MIGHT HAVE EATEN A BOOK.
I went to Borders instead. The long way, so I walked most of my rage out and left it in little puddles along the pavement. Because Borders is closing, the Paperchase section upstairs was 70% off. I bought a load of stuff I didn’t need, such as a purple glittery Jesus and a fluffy pen. I then bought a signed copy of ‘Tiny Acts of Rebellion’ by Richard Fulcher, which is fucking hilarious.
MY BARGAIN SHOPPING ACCOMPLISHED, I wandered back to college green to meet Char and Josy. The guy at shakeaway asked if we had a free period every friday or something, and we were happy that he recognised us. n___n I got a crunchie milkshake, HOT, and it was so fucking good oh my god oh my god oh my god.
Char went to meet Oscar, her boyfriend, and I dragged Josy shopping. AMERICAN APPAREL FOR LEGGINGS. SO SHINY. SO BEAUTIFUL. SO EXPENSIVE. SO WORTH IT. And that vintage store next to the bowling alley, for some shoes. The guy at the till invited me to a mod night going on that night, and I still haven’t stopped sulking about being too young to actually go. B| Josy & I hung out at broadmead for ages, then we met back up with Char and Oscar to see ‘Where The Wild Things Are’. It was a beautiful movie, really. AND THEN I WENT HOME. EXCITING TO THE MAXXXXXX.
Saturday was boring boring boring boring boring and boring. NOTHING TO SAY HERE.
Today. Uh. Still not really exciting. Got up at nine and felt guilty for it being so late. Had a small fight with my mother. Got ready for work. Pestered a lift out of my stepdad. Worked all day. Time flew. My stepdad drove me home on the bike, which was great as usual. I love motorbikes. Neeeeeeow. Got home. Ate a whole bag of licorice comfits, FUCK YEAH. Am now going to go tidy my room while dancing around~
I HOPE READING THIS WAS NOT TOO PAINFUL.
not at all.
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