My Day - Episode Thirteen

I haven't done one of these in a while, should be interesting....hopefully.

Last night I went to my lovely friends Baptism, or her dunking as I have come to fondly recall it. It was amazing, she was so happy and I was totally honoured that I could be there for her and to experience it - just amazing. So I got to bed at around eleven and this totally broke my usual routine of getting ready for bed, shower and doing my hair.

So I woke up, in a daze at twenty past six in the fucking morning. Not just the morning, the FUCKING MORNING! Stumbled to the shower and had to avoid wetting my hair because I didn't have enough time for a wash and blow dry and brush and straighten.... meh. So then I was like totally wacked out of routine and that like completely put me off for the rest of the morning. Not to mention Pants totally getting in my face. I'm really not loving Pants at the minute, he's pissing me off in general.

So yeah the bus was uneventful. No texts from Him, that bummed me out. I was going by something Cheshire has said, that she always finds herself texting first. Being pretty much the same person as me, I wanted to see what would happen if I didn't text first. Let me answer that for you.

Nothing. He didn't text of his own accord. I sent the first text of the days cause I was getting really frustrated with the silence and generally I just am obsessed with him. Trying to folllow him to every lesson, every excuse to be close to him, every opportunity we get to be alone. (Which is none, the school is like so packed!)

So yeah, philosophy was sort of interesting, psychology we watched a film (so sad, on the case study of Genie, look it up.) English we did jack shit, Structured study we did jack shit and biology we marked a test (B) and then did.....jack shit.

Then I popped over to my dads, came on msn, watched a movie and had some pizza. All round a very good day.