Right, so, I ought to start writing this thing, oughtn't I?
Recently I've noticed I talk more like something out of a 19th Century fiction novel everyday. Maybe not out loud, but in my head I talk like I'm some confirmed bachelor living in a castle, riding a horse across some fields everyday. Maybe I keep my nymphomaniac wife in the attic too.
Today: Got to school late (again), Psychology (where she moved everyone round and made me giggle inside about her stupid haircut), English (satire and 'Oh! What A Lovely War' which I am now very tempted to go and buy now), Biology (more boredom. Something about Biology messes up my concentration span) and Music (where we got a dressing down from Stevo about work and stuff).
Not in the mood to write a proper blog.
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