In your freezing arms.
In the last forty-eight hours I:
- Drank eleven cups of tea.
- Nearly finished three pieces of coursework. Nearly.
- Finished one book and started another.
- Shouted at several people, some of whom deserved it and some of whom didn't.
- Had three showers.
- Slept for nowhere near long enough.
- Went to four lessons, bunked one lesson and cursed/celebrated about two cancelled ones.
- Insulted Ms Ebbs/Lynne Brown/Katrina/"Mikey C" and his gang/the IB/the school library/the school internet server.
- Wasted time designing fairtrade T-shirt logos and listening to the Rakes.
- Ate beans-on-toast, macaroni cheese, chocolate, red peppers and oranges.
- Caught eight trains.
- Laughed at seaweed costumes/your face/Theo's chin/Joao.
P.S. If you're as bored and as disillusioned as I am, click here.
9 Comments:
I'll envy your face!
And Mikey C is there - if you're going to have a go at me for using it...deary me...
Did you enjoy it, though? That's the real question.
Mike xxx
your mum enjoyed it!
(ok, i'll stop now...)
(Probably for the best)
Mike xxx
Which people deserved it and which people didn't?
wow, have you seen google have hugely improved all their satellite pictures of London. You can look at your house and see the tablecloth on the garden furniture. Almost.
Well duh...I knew that (was that sarcasm? You'll never know) (how about that?)
Mike xxx
Aren't you smart MJ?
Though not as smart as your face.
As for you, problemshelved, I get the feeling my mother deserved it and my father didn't.
And surely the garden tablecloth would be camoflaged by the leaves, filth and overflowing ashtrays on it. It would in our house anyway. No one in our family has smoked for a month so that shows how old it all is.
Good luck in your final course thing... :) I'll send you a postcard when I'm in rainy Pembs amid sheep, dogs and grandparents.
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