If you were a sixth former (or even a 15/16 year old) and had been caught once in the evening for drinking/theft/pizza delivery, would you move yourself into another room and allow yourself to be caught again? I thought not. Even a gnat would realise that they were in trouble and give up for the evening. Not here. One could run a competition to find a brain cell and be struggling for applicants amongst certain quarters.
Speech day tomorrow. Ah. today. Pretentious "meet with parents and wear silly outfit" type day. The pink dress/jacket ensemble strikes again. No sentences longer than 5 words. Brain fried. Nearly wrote "Brian fried". Time for bed...
ZZZzzzzzzzz.......
Saturday, May 24, 2003
by Mad at 12:59 am
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