My Day - Episode Thirty

So this morning I woke up with absolutely no desire to do anything but sleep. Getting dressed was a complete faff as usual, wasn't sure about how I looked in a certain skirt and have nothing that matches so was v worried about wearing it. Decided to go for it and just fuck it if I looked shite.

At school on the bus I was amazed by my mp3 players battery, it was on nothing for the whole journey there and back. Then I got to school and Pants scared the crap out of me popping out of mid air. I realised that Cheshire had my stuff so I went and searched her locker but she wasn't in for the morning and then waited for the boyf. He looked like a golfer today, it was adorable. Blah blah morning stuff.
In Psych we realise the exam was much easier than we expected. Me and Darling One had a catch up, swapped advice for life and whatnot. Then I had English was was a bit crap cause there was an argument and coursework but me and ...oh she has no blog name. ACK Erm...Lashes cause hers are all long and purdy anyways, we had a laugh.

Then it was a free in which I was enjoying a bit. I feel like everyone around me is worried about me though and although I think it's grounded suspicious, I can't put my finger on what is wrong with me. I think just a lot of shit things have happened to me recently and it's not fun. In the hols I might cheer up. Or when I have the house to myself next week cause the familia are out.

In fourth it was biology and I felt stupid at first and frustrated but I felt better at the end because I could grasp it much easier and I got a choccy prize for being really good. ^ ^
In fifth I wrote an essay, finished it early in true Philosophy lesson fashion and we still have one more lesson to go. Discussed poetry with sir at the end which was really sweet. He clapped me lol.

Then going out of that lesson I saw the year 10s I teach and they were taking a chair for a walk.... Random. And they all were like "Isn't that the one you fancy?" to the big ginger guy. How sweet. I'll dress nice tomorrow especially. Then TallBlondBoy was walking behind me and he smacked his folder right against my bum so I looked at him like wtf? and he was like "Sorry...uh. I didn't mean to...sorry" and then he high fived a kid apparently he didn't even know.

Walking out was fine. Bus journey was fine. Walking home was cute. Me and Owl Boy were just taking the mick out of each other and writing sick fairy tale stories about peeps. Got home, Mum was in a massive mood but luckily she went out. Now I'm trying to fix my goddarn mp3 player. Which isn't compatible with netbook apparently, oh well. :) I COULD USE PROPER COMP! Duh. Ciao now. :D