The House of Scab

I love Abi's house. I love it more than a lot of things that I love a lot. Ahh. What a nice place. But I should start with the beginning of the day, which was spent in the car with Tori. Yay... Then, drama coursework, which, it has to be said, was a complete failure. Ah well. Don't care. Then we had Christmas lunch, which was fabberooni, as per usual. I got a moustache in the cracker. Score! Lunch break was spent running around the school like utter loons, taped together with masking tape. Awww. Awwwwwwwwwwww. I love our class SO MUCH. How sick and girly am I? Very. But I don't care. I LOVE 11Q. 11Q ROCK MY WORLD, AND I NEVER, EVER WANT TO LEAVE YOU. Sigh. Then after lunch was my very last lesson EVER with Madame Michelet. Cooper. Whatever. I love her, too. I am actually gonna miss her so much. She is my all-time favourite teacher, and now she has gone. Damn her and her baby-making. I got to feel her tummy though. I have never felt a pregnant tummy before, and it is so strange.

Anyway, le chemie was spent making origamy cranes. Now that was COOL. I stapled it to my rather cool Christmas hat. School finished, and we dawdled to the park to be greeted by le spastiques (yay). Joe and Kris got taped together (hilarious results), and that was all that happened there, really. Then, to the station, where I proceeded to strip - yes, really - in order to swap clothing with Ogg. Excellent. We got to Abi's ( I love you, Mr. Ritchie) and there we watched Shaun of the Dead and ate a lot of food, whilst holding hands. Awwwwwwww. What a nice day it was. I love everyone. Yay.