"Then You'd Be... SHITTING YOURSELF"

Oh my. Today has been SO EXCELLENT THAT I WANT TO CRY.

It started off with volleyball. Now, you just CAN'T, physically can't go wrong with volleyball. Particularly being that Mr. England is coaching us. So we all aim the balls at her. Of course. Then some one managed to chuck a ball in the general direction of smack-bang in the middle of Abi's head. Which, in due course, rebounded on to my face. Hahahahahaa. I love volleyball. And, er, there was then the slight incident of me SMASHING it straight into little Ling Ling's face, causing her glasses to fall. OH DEAR.

And then I tripped up Kat Ball.

IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

IT WAS!

Oh man. Funny shit.

Then was Lartin. Sans Emma. How could you do that to me, Emma? You should have been thrown down a hill. Idiot. Miss. Hudspith looked even more coathangerish today. I really wish I could stamp on her nose. And spit on her stupid hair. And cover her face in papier mache, the smash it with a toffee hammer. Fucking ugly bitch.

Then was lunch. Once again, Rozzle and myself were le outcasts de sociale. Always good, I feel. Lovely lovely. Lots of spacking out after. Blodge, then Physicality. Can't remember much of them. Walked home with Annabellian and her man Simonia. Which was nice. AND THEN IT RAINED. OH, I LOVE THE RAIN. It was s0 grey, and English. It made me feel so very happy, and I danced. Yeh, I got weird looks. I DO NOT CARE.

Then, when I got home, I watched Anatomy for Beginners. Best. Thing. Ever. Oh man. I love it. And then. I kind of told some fibbs. And stuff. Less said about that, the better, eh?